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By Victor Radcliffe
(Copyright by W. G. Chapman.)
"Five hundred!" announced Rolfe
Maitland. "Half thVprice of my hap
piness in that little wallet," and he
placed a $50 bill on top of nine others
of equal denomination, closed the
precious receptacle and carefully
pinned it in an inside pocket, the cus
tomary hiding place of his heart's
first he kissed reverently a
photograph upon which the little
heap of bills rested. It was that of
Eunice Copley, to Rolfe the fairest
face, the most cherished being in all
the wide world!
How vividly there came back to
him the last evening he had spent
with Eunice in her humble home in
the quiet little village of Compton!
They had loved each other for over
a year. There was no chance for
money-making in the quiet town and
Rolfe had determined to go to the
"I will work till I have a thousand
dollars ahead," Rolfe told Eunice.
"Then I will come back and start a
small business with that capital and
we will settle down modestly, but
Then he had folded her in his fond
sheltering arms and they had repeat
ed for the thousandth time their mu
tual vow of unalterable fidelity.
And now at the end of a year's exile
Rolfe regarded his cherished savings,
every dollar of which had been
wrought out through his fidelity and
devotion to Eunice.
One thing troubled him somewhat!
About a month previous he had re
ceived a letter from Eunice, which
indicated that events had transpired
at the home village that had brought
a new and animated interest into her
She wrote that a former partner of
her father in a northern iron mine
that had turned out a disappointment
had appeared. He had become rich
and this Mr. Grant in the goodness
of his heart had sought out his old
"Nothing will do, Mr. Grant in--sists,"
wrote Eunice, "but that we
must take a trip with him and enjoy
life outside the humdrum one we lead
here. He has been very liberal to fa
ther and made him accept $2,000,
which he says is really due him from
the sale of the old mine. I may be
A Splendid Machine Flashed By.
away for a month with father, but I
will write you every week."
Which Eunice had not done, and
because of this Rolfe felt somewhat
disappointed and depressed. It was
not because he feared that the glam
our of wealth and enjoyment would
ever win Eunice away from him, but'
he realized that the contrast might
make her dissatisfied with the hum
ble life that must be theirs through
the first years of married experience.
"I will be glad when this flare ia