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When Bryce was summoned below
by the .building superintendent, it was
to learn that his promptness, had
halted a thief who had snatched a
bag from a bank messenger contain
ing a small fortune. His recognition
by the bank led tda princely, reward,
but, more valued than that to an
influence exerted in his behalf that
gave him a position as manager for
one of their clients who was the most
prominent builder in the. city.
The day that Mr. Gray returned
home and Evan started out dolefully
"to make his mark in the world,"
Bryce, with a fair bank account and
established, business standing, re
ceived a welcome from his proud old
uncle that made him thrill with pride
And when he made his second lovej
confession to blushing Milly and ask
ed her to become his wife, she' hid her
timid head upon his shoulder and
"My answer is the same as it would
have been a year ago yes."
, (Copyright by W. G. Chapman.)
WHEN THE LIGHTS COME ON
By Berton Braley.
Dusk falls on "the city; the high-
towers . seem
Adrift in the haze of a dream.
Then story on story's abiaze and,
For the lights have come on.
What spell of enchantment in days;
that are gone
Could match with this magic that
dazzles our eyes:
That sparkles and glows where the.
Like fairyland palaces, jeweled with
In the oncoming night?
They glimmer and shimmer with ra
Impalpable structures of light and'
Pillars of wizardy, misty and high,
Part of the stars and the sky!
I chan6ed one day to wish to alight
from an American street tram, you
know, but my expostulations to the
blooming conductor fellow Vrere in
vain. Finally a passenger came to
my rescue and shouted in this wise:
"Hey, Con! Yank the chimes!
Grab the whoa-hemp and shoot a
jangle into the mctorman's -tin ear.
This Cholly guy wants to do a Brodie
off the rattler!"
"Mr. Chairman," said the orator,
who had already occupied the plat
form for twenty minutes, amld'many
interjections from the audience. "Mr.
Chairman, may-I appeal on a point
of order? There is really so much
conversation going on in parts of the
hall that it is impossible for me to
hear a word I am saying." Voice
from the back of the hall: "Don't be
down-hearted. "You're not missing