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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, May 13, 1914, LAST EDITION, Image 18

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By Mildred Caroline Guodridge.
(Copyright by W. G. Chapman.)
"Oh, man do you want to do
some work?" -.
It was little Flo Duncouibe, a pret
ty child of eight years, who shouted
the words at a .young man passing
the f enqed-in garden where she stood
with ,her sister, Iola.
The latter, eighteen and beautiful,
was rather sorry that her impetuous
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"I I Needed Some Assistance."
companion had so familiarly called
the passc-by "man" for he was a
man, indeed straight, athletic,
bronzed and carelessly dressed, but
under the surface the clear eyes and
intelligent face proclaimed the gen
tleman. "Work, .little one?" smiled the
stranger, pausing and at one glance
at the lovely face of Iola. becoming
interested. "I am always glad to
work. What is it?"
"Rose leaves and down!" chattered
Flo excitedly, important and eager.
"I fear my little sister has been
presumptuous," spoke Miss Dun
combe, going nearer the picketed
fence. "I I needed some assist
ance." "And I am glad of an offer of
work," declared the young man
promptly, doffed his cap, cleared the
fence at a bound and stood awaiting
Miss Duncombe showed a puzzled,
irresolute expression in her fair face.
She could not quite estimate this
brisk, willing stranger. He carried a
portfolio under one arm. Was he a
canvasser? He did not look it. Iola
could not exactly analyze him and as
she regarded him there was a pleased
look on his face, as though he read
her thoughts and was whimsically
pleased to act the man of mystery.
Iola was obliged to say something to
relieve the unnatural strain of the
"The work is less arduous than
tedious and painstaking," she said
and she led the way towards an or
nate summer house. It was quite a
complete structure of itself, being
supplied with doors and windows, but
these so arranged that in summer
time they could be lifted out of view,
making of the pagoda-like edifice an
open air pavilion.
As she neared its door the young
man instantly understood the allu
sion of little Flo to rose leaves and
feathers. The walls were formed of
rough plastering. To every minute
projection of this attached myriad
particles of soft filmy down. The
light feathery fragments covered the
.furniture, the pictures, ledges, cob
webs in the corners. A miniature
snowstorm seemed to have broken
loose. Outside beyond ail open win
dow a line of laurel bushes were
deluged with the down.
Upon a stand in the center of the
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