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By George Elmer Cobb
When Wayne Talcott announced
to his uncle, Hiram Lee, that he -was
going to marry pretty Vera Daggett
and go to the city to get a position
and start in with no capital except
hope, ambition and mutual Jove, the
old man scoffed.
"Take you own course, indepen
dent of me," remarked Mr. Lee
tersely. "I'll not encourage a
nephew of mine to marry on noth
ing, nor a young chit of a girl, who
has jiot got beyond the stage of im
practical dreams and extravagant
"But, uncle " remonstarated
"Not a word! You have my ulti
matum." And forthwith Wayne eloped with
Vera and they settled down to wed
ded life in one room in the city. A
month went by; no work, their little
capital was exhausted. Wayne wrote
to his uncle asking his indulgence. A
terse response was awarded: "I have
given my instructions to my lawyer,
Richard Dawes, Union building."
To Richard Dawes, Union build
ing, Wayne rather dubiously wended
his way. The attorney greeted him-f
civilly, but definitely.
"You have been unfortunate
enough to incur your uncle's dis
pleasure," he said. "He has author
ized me to make you a proposition."
"He is very good," declared Wayne
humbly, but hopefully.
"Mr. Lee," proceeded the lawyer,
"has a small farm which he took for
a debt in New Mexico. It has a liva
ble house and farming tools. He
wishes you to go there for a year. At
the end of that time he will buy your
crop at a liberal figure, and, if you
develop the spirit of industry, will do
something more substantial for
"It's rather a , dreary prospect,
dear," Wayne said to Vera, "after all
of our golden dreams."
"Why not try to make it sunny?"
suggested Vera in her bright, buoy
ant way, although the tears were
'struggling for expression. "I see
nothing dismal in having a little
farm among the flowers and the
trees and the birds. Oh, dear, no!"
And the alkali! Ah, there was the
rub! Had Uncle Hiram known? Was
he seeking revenge or testing their
patience and endurance to the limit?
"And You Wrote Wayne to Come
Home, Did You?"
Except fora broken-down house and
the fences around the arid ten-acre
tract, the prospect was desert-like.
Vera cried in secret and Wayne
looked older, for a grim, set look had
come upon his face, expressing a
sort of dumb desperation, but deter
mination as welL
It was wonderful, however, how
Vera adopted herself to circum
stances. She accepted the hardships
with a smile, she dismissed them
with a laugh. She became a verita-j