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RICHES WITH WINGS
By Frances E. Lanyon
"My daughter shall never marry
out of her class !'-v.ociferated self
opinionated old Joel Clarke.
"Well, I'm not in her class, I'll ad
mit," spoke Percy Lane, lugubrious
ly. "She's a princess, a queen, I
"You mistake my meaning," re
torted Clarke, incisively. "Blanche
i is a poor man's daughter. You have
' become a scion of wealth. You'll
never have an opportunity to throw
your wealth in her face."
"Oh!" drawled out honest, well
meaning and madly-in-love Percy,
"it's the money? Why, first thing I
got it, and all so unexpectedly, my
thought was of Blanche, dear girl!
and how delighted I'd be to be able
to give her all the luxuries she de
serves." "Wrong pew!" observed Clarke,
sententiously. "You've got by ulti
matum. Go away."
"All right, sir."
"And stay away."
"And don't ever come back again,
for it will be no use."
"I won't, until I'm poor as a chuch
"You can't be that, with a big bus
iness block all your own, and all kinds
of stocks and bonds and bank ac
counts, they tell me. No, go and mar
ry a millionaire's daughter. She's
the sort for you. You shan't, Blanche.
I'm a consistent man. Go away!"
this time thundered the old man.
Percy Lane departed doloriously.
It was "hard luck!" He had always
loved Blanche, and she loved him in
return. He was sure of that
So sure, he ruminated as he took
the train back for his home town,
"that I'll write her my sentiments."
His "sentiments" were forthwith
enunciated in a brief note, which he
indited on the train and mailed that
very evening. It ran: ,
"Dear Blanche: Your father ob
jects to a rich son-in-law. Watch me
make ducks and drakes of the for
tune Uncle Allen so kindly left me!"
Poor, worrying Blanche received
the note and proceeded to expect
some terrible news from down Rush
ville way. She knew that it would be
useless to appeal to or remonstrate
with her resolute father. She forth
with wrote to a cousin in Rushville,
asking her to keep her fully posted
as to everything going on in general
and about the man she loved in par
ticular. Percy Lane started out to cut a
wide swath. First and foremost, he
"I'll Trade It Off for a Horse With a
sent for all the poor relatives that
Uncle Allen had forgotten in his wilL
He distributed the year's income
from the big business block among
them. Then he went the rounds of
the churches and local chirity so
cieties. His donations were princely.
By this time his actual cash holdings
had got pretty low.
"I'll make a thorough job of it,"
decided Percy grunlyj and the august