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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, April 09, 1917, LAST EDITION, Image 19

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One day;, however, Bayne insisted
that he see Viola, nersonallv. Me was
v uglyto the point o ferocity -when
she received him coldly.
v "I shall p'roce'ed td foreclose fari the
.property unless my interest is paid,"
he announced.
"I am sorryi" fluttered Viola nieek-
A ly; "but unless my father returns "
"He will never return," growled
' Bayrie brutally. "lie is dead long
since and yOu may as well make up
your mind to it. See" here, you had
better be sensible, unless1 you want
to be a beggar. I'll give you 30- days
to becide lib become my wife."
"That 'riever will be!" affirmed Vio
la indignantly.
' 'Tiiert 1 shall turn you out in the
streets." ,,
And the 30 dys were nearly past,
and, but- for 'the faithful love of Ju-
- lian, she would have, beeri crushed
Of all this Julian was thinking- as
he strolled .down the village" street
He had a problem to solve, he" felt,
for he was dot in a COridition finan
cially to care for a wife ds he would
have liked to do.
He paiiie'd as he crossed theplat
'form of the little railfdafl station and
with natural curiosity watched the
passengers alight from the evening
train from the city. Then he made a
positive juta'p forward. A man,
' bronzed, trivel-wOrn, witfe threadbare
attire, thi3, but brisk, aiid carrying
a battered satchel plastered with for
eign labels had stepped froni the
' "Df. Bliss!" shouted Julian. ','Oh,
this will brighten the heart of a ptoor,
patient girl."
- ' "MorSeJ But it seems-grand to see
W you!" cried the fetwried traveler
cheerily. "Yed, it's" me, and I'v.e Been
through something, ray boy, believe
- me. Morse, Vldld, lhy sister? Ml
"Glorious, now vou're home!" en-
thused Julian. "Com, hurry. Oh,
but Viola will be glad!"
j?oor Yloial Joyouft .Viola! She
; clung, to her beloved parent, crying,-
laugmng, lainy nysienqai, wnen. jiw
ian, happy as a schoolboy, ushered
him into the, home that had so
missed him. It was amid their glad,
mutual greeting that a Summons
Came at the doorbell. Aunt Lucy
ushered old Bayne. into the fpom.
1 The money lender had not aritiei
patefl the return of the master of
the house. He was staggered, sought
to 'retire, but the doctor, uflaware of
his treachery and meanness, treated
him like some bosom-friend.
'Hi! ha! Come after your money
getting anxious about it, I "suppose,"
cried Dr Bliss uproariously. "You
will be' paid and well paid, neighbor,
for your' patience. I don't Iook very
prosperous, eh? Well, I've not been
for many a mqnth. In prison iti Bel
gium, iri prison in Prussia, Mocked
from pillar to post, blown up twifce,
nearly hanged for a spy. At last I'm
here and I've come to pay Up everything.,-
Ydu know that letter I sent
ydu with the pictures, Viola? "
"We received no letter, fa'thef," re
plied Viola.
"But the pictures?"
"Oh yes, they came all right and
mystiMd iiS not a little'
"Where are" they?"
"Jn the attic."
' "Have them 'down. I want to show
my old friend here' what a rare, foyil
bargain I made abroad. YoU se,
there were six of tHoSe geJns.v A rich
old sta'dtholder mider government
suspicion offered me the lot, worth
$10(1,000 for $15,000 to get' caSh to
ftgd thp Country. 1 shipped theta a
commofi freight."
"Why, father, they are worthies
daubs," ventured Viola, but her" fa
ther at this roared with gleeful jol
lity. Viola and Julian went to the
attic and brought the set of oil
paintings down Into the sitting room.
Dr. pliss lifted the wretched daubs
from- the box with great gusto. He
rested them against various chairs.
"There you are!" he announced
tHffusiveiy."a clear value at iloQ-Duo
lJyJ&0Z. ..jwMWfee

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