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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, August 10, 1915, LAST EDITION, Image 18

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By Frank Filson
Phillips' theory, was that it was
better to be king of a "village than the
second ruler of New York. No less
an authority than Julius Caesar had
said that before him, but Caesar did
not have to prove it and Phillips did.
He spent his vacation in a httle
village in the Catskills, where the
girls from the department stores
went It was a quiet sort of place,
and the quieter sort of girls went
there. Phillips' vacation unfortu
nately lasted a month.
With a succession of young women
coming and going, Phillips, being a
gentleman in appearance and having
plenty of money, was in his element
He flirted with all and each, indis
criminately. Naturally, he created a
good deal of enmity at the httle hotel
Any one can do that, but Phillips
thought he was a lady-killer.
I used to watch him from the porch
and I wished I were 30 years younger.
I should have enjoyed nothing better
than to take the young blackguard by
the collar and trounce him soundly.
Of course, people set out to enjoy
themselves, but Phillips had planned
it all out before. Besides, the man
was outrageous with his dude clothes
and his generally offensive air.
But it was none of my business,
and I watched the affairs with three
or four of the girls to whom Phillips
swore eternal devotion until it came
to Dorothy Raines. That set my back
up badly.
Dorothy was the niece of the hotel
keeper, and in the summer she helped
in the hotel. In the winter, I believe,
she taught in the local school. I had
gone there several successive sum
mers and I knew she was engaged to
the finest young fellow in the town
Ned Walker. In fact, she had con
fided to me that they were to be mar
ried that fall.
When Phillips spotted her I had to
admit that his taste was good. Dor-1
othy would have been a belle if she
had been togged up instead of wear
ing her simple waist and skirt of vil
lage make. But Dorothy was a sweet
girl and the thought of Phillips win
ning her heart from Ned and then go
ing complacently away was too much
for me.
Of course, the girl couldn't resist
the open admiration of the city man.
Dorothy wasn't experienced enough
to be able to distinguish the gold
Phillips Thought He Was a Lady
Killer from the glitter, and Ned hadn't the
airs and graces that Phillips had. Day
after day I watched the progress of
the flirtation. Ned noticed it, too.
One evening there was a quarrel and
presently Dorothy came round in
front of the porch and her eyes were
red as if she had been crying. I saw
Ned slouch moodily away, and a few
minutes later the girl and Phillips
were talking together at the other
end of the porch.
Ned was an old friend of mine, and

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