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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, April 14, 1917, LAST EDITION, Image 19

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racter that was developing both
kindliness and force. The deep
sense of obligation she had felt for
her aunt had grown into love, and
she was willing to make, almost any
sacrifice rather than bring sorrow
into the life of the lonely woman.
Miss Crane had legally adopted Ethel
P and she borelier name.
It was something of a shock to the
girl when her aunt made known to
her jthe aversion she felt toward Irvin
Banks, and her strong desire that
she should not allow the acquain
tance to go any further.
'"But why, aunty?" she urged.
"What have you against him?"'
"Don't you know what there is
against him?" cried Miss Crane.
"Well what?" - '
"Why, that boy took totlrinking
when he wasn't more than IS. He
got in with a bad set and helped to
rob a store over in Redcliffe and got
sent up for a year."
"Yes, I know about that," said
Ethel quietly.
Her aunt regarded her with
speechless amazement. When she
finally found breath to speak, she
said: "You. knew that? And yet you
-ask me what there is against him?"
"Yes, I knew it he told me. But
that was seven years ago. He has
never touched liquor since. It was a
terrible lesson. They got him so
drunk that night he scarcely knew
what he was doing. He watched out
side, but he never entered the store.
It was all right he should be pun
ished. He feels that way and says he
is glad he was pulled up in time. You
know what he has made of himself,
the people all know, and most of
them overlook what happened when
he was nothing but a boy."
"Well," protested Miss Crane, "I
mtfst say I can't. I wouldn't lay a
straw in his way. I'd help him any
way I could, but when it comes to "
She paused here as though posi
tively unable to contemplate the aw
ful possibility of anything' like famil
iarity with such a person. ;
"But just think!" cried the girL
"They have given him the position of
first assistant among all the engi
neers in building thebig bridge. Just
imagine what they think of him in
New York, when they do that."
"Yes, that's fine. I want to see
him get along. But I don't want to
see you get to caring enough for him
to to spoil your life."
"Spoil my life?" echoed the girl
blankly.
"Yes. ' You can never tell when a
man whoVbeen a drunkard once will
take to it again. You can't trust
him. I'd rather die than see any one
I cared for marry that sort of a
man."
Ethel's affection for her aunt, and
her love for this man for she knew
now it was love were so nearly
crushing her in warfare that she
could say no more, and she brought
the interview to an end by, making
an excuse to go to her room.
Irvin Banks lived with his sister,
who had been one of the principal
factors in helping him to rise to the
position he now held. It was with his
sister that Ethel had first met him.
She was attracted by the good-looking
young man with the high, firm
carriage of the head, the straight
gaze and the wholesome smile, and
she was further held by his ability
to say something worth while, ad
saying it rather well. She had met
him in his own home by Invitation
of his sister, and had asked him to
call. It was after his second visit, at
both of which Miss Crane had pre
tended illness as an excuse for not
appearing, that the lady ha"d given
her emphatic reasons for not wish
ing him to call again.
Ground between the millstones of
her "divided duty,"" Ethel sought tho
counsel of Mary Banks.
"Aunt, Melissa has been to me a
second mother. I love her very dear
ly. How can I go dead against hef
wishes. I I must ask him not ta
call again," Ethel said.
"And do you think Irvin will let, it

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