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Molly hung up the receiver in time
to restrain her father from doing
himself bodily damage in his effort to
get! "but of his chair.
It fell to 32, ftr -SQ. It fell to 26
that night before the norther disap
peared, Next morning was bright
and 'warm. But the colonel Knew
that his crop was irretrievably
"Still, it's a comfort to know that
Lemaitre hasn't got any of it," he so
liloquized. "In another week he was to be al
lowed upon his feet. Meanwhile he
learned that the frost had been gen
eral throughout the lemon districts.
"Prices had gone up 50 per cent The
Lemon Growers' association had rop
ed all the growers in the country and
was doing fabulous business. The
shortage had enhanced prices suffi
ciently to bring affluence to all who
had been forehanded enough to save
their trees by fires.
"I'd have cleared $7,000, Molly,"
said the Colonel wistfully to his
When he was allowed out he limped
toward his lemon groves. As he an
ticipated the leaves were wilting from
the upper branches. But the trunks
were strong and sturdy, and the low
er branches showed promise of re
maining sound. The colonel was not
slow in discovering the reason. Round
the roots of the trees were wrapped
burlap protectors. And not a lemon
remained on the twigs.
Colonel Travers turned upon his
daughter in f uiy.
"Who's been here?" he shouted.
"It's that infernal Lemaitre. Where
are the lemons, Father?"
"Come here, Father," said the girL
She led him into the barn. There,
piled high from the floor to ceiling,
were crates and crates of the fresh
fruit $7,000 worth, and not a lemon
And in the midst of the crates,
bending over them and examining
the fruit, was Fleming!
The- young man turned around
upon the astonished colonel.
"Sorry to have disobeyed instruc
tions, colonel," he said, ''but you see
I couldn't let you lose all that money
to gratify a whim. So I well, in
short, the day before the freeze, when
it looked as though a. norther was ex
pected, L got together a gang and
clipped the fruit for you. And I be
lieve we saved yOUr, trees, too. I hope
you don't mind, sir."
The colonel's face, which had bprne
a terrifying' ecowI, suddenly softened.
There was ah expression on his
daughter's which made him suddenly
think of his wife, who had been dead
"John, I'm anjpld fool," he. said
humbly. "I beg- your pardon, John
come to supper tonight, and we'll
talk over joining the association."
(Copyright by W. G. Chapman) j
BY NIXOLA GREELEY-SMITH h
Cupid has laid aside Bis bow,
Discarded his old-fashioned dart
And with a modern Mauser sends
A deadly dum-dum through the
After riding downtown between
two neighbors, one of whem has a'
new baby at his house, the other a
fresh air crank 'who 'sleeps outdoors
and takes cold baths, we tried to
change the subject to the war.