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By May Oliver Ridpath
(Copyright, 1916, W. G. Chapman.)
"Gentlemen," spoke Robert Dale,
arising at the table where his man
guests had just finished their cigars
after the ladies had retired from the
room, "I am going to announce that
this is the last social function where
we may meet under present pleasant
conditions. I am going to give up"
this house tomorrow and remove to
more humble quarters."
There was a dead silence. There
was not a person in view who had
not for several days past heard ru
mors of a great money loss for the
supposedly wealthy owner of the
splendid mansion that now harbored
them. Could it be possible that
there was a tangible foundation for
these current rumors. The interest
ed group soon knew, for Mr. Dale
"I will remove tomorrow to the gar
dener's house. You will all be wel
come in our more modest quarters,
just as you have been here."
Then, the bland, courteous host as
ever, Mr. Dale motioned them in the
direction of the drawing rooms.
"I heard he was speculating in war
"Too bad for the expectations of
that amiable son of his, Vance Dale."
These and like remarks began to
go the rounds of the guests. Many
left early. Some even neglected to
acknowledge the compliment of their
invitation. And when they were all
departed Mr. Dale walked over to his
stalwart, handsome son and clasped
his hands as though there was some
understood bargain between them,
and winked and even chuckled with
"And now, young man, to shoulder
the stately forest ax and work for a
living!" he said.
The town was agog the next
morning as Vance Dale, wearing al
hickory shirt and bearing an ax over
his sturdy shoulder, started "to
work." Mr. Dale owend a pasture lot,
at one end covered by a thick grove
of trees. These were to be sacri
ficed for their value as fuel.
Shades were raised, curtains were
drawn aside, doors were opened a
crack. Feminine Wareham started
and marveled- The fastidious, cul
tured, luxury-reared Vance was com
pelled to work like a common labor
er! The Dales had become poor!
They were no longer the society
"I Shall Always Be Your Friend."
leaders of the place! The cold shoul
der of the world was voted.
There were three houses that Dale
passed which were of peculiar inter
est to him. Since he had come back
from college he had been attracted
by three young ladies of the town.
His father encouraged him in prepar
ing the way to choose a wife. Eunice
Willard was the most graceful, or
rather majestic young lady in the
place. She had seemed to him the
ideal of womanhood. As he neared
her home Vance saw her coming
down, the street. She noticed him,