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MOUSE RIVER FARMERS PRESS )INT- MENT tL WILKINSON 'NU Sorvic~. knew she shouldn't have She was at once glad afraid. It seemed somehow Uke a she had longed for all never believed would hap- sat at her elbow. tOUched hers. Yet It was him, the power of his rather than the physical electrified her. I glamorous figure, glamor lhe had not been disap- ago--It seined like ages, tn realtt~ a mere ten had sat tn an audience and heard him more than ever a sensa- and handsome and ;Polse and personality and possessed everything expect to find In a that Alyse, who was younger beautiful, longed ~eetln had been quite by a student of piano, to attend an informal ;at the apartment of Monty everyone, and he never without inviting and in- great celebrity, which affairs was always a ~e regular guests. And on e guest of honor had been danced with the great art- she had spent an hour in corner talking with him, had sat there with an on- on her face while Car- Only a week later, she was to hls apartment. be no one else there. be alone; Ross had play for her . . . $ $ $ old trick. Alyse knew it trick. artist inveigling the de- Pretty young glrl to hls on the pretext of displaying for her special benefit. slightly at the afraid, yet she was glad she to come. brand new experience, the that every girl ought Order to get along in the fool enough to let her- that Ross Carthage was In her alone, that there other girls. his game, understood his happened was the result drew to a stop before [louse. opened the door. smiling that whim- of that had been the hundreds of women helped her to the street. the elevator and were an upper floor. the way to a door In the unlocked it, stepped allowed her to enter. little gasp of delight was believed that apartments outside of books. of day dreaming, she allowed her imagination to a picture of an idealistic result would not have reality. Was overdone ; nowhere was addition of gaudiness or In- and arrangements Were, In the finest sense of work of an artist. at last and saw Ross at her elbow, looking smiling. then where she was Yeas before her. Instant she fought a and leave the place, own audacity. passed. her wrap and, striv- to present a casual attl- comfortable on the before the open grate. to a cabinet and pro- glasses. drinks and talked to her things. at last they had drunk and looked into each and the evening had be- now ?" feeling the warm glow in her veins. over to the piano, ran his the keys, swung Into a her eyes, lay back her poured Into her soul delightful. She floated away; her Imagination no longer checked, no longer ham- pered by consciousness of the reality of the world In which she lived and breathed. $ $ $ The man played on and the girl re- clined in luxuriant ecstacy on the divan, listening and dreaming. The fire in the grate died to glowing embers. Things that were material no longer existed. This was a land of dreams and re. mance, of peace and deep content- ment. Alyse lay with her eyes closed for minutes after he had stopped playing. And when at last she opened them he was sitting on the divan close be- side her, looking into her face. Involuntarily she started. It was over. The dream had ended. This was reality. She steeled herself for what was to come, regretful now that the beauty of the moment had passed that she, like dozens of others, had succumbed to this man's charms. Looking at hlm it was not difficult to understand the reason, t Be was truly a romaut~c fl~ure; ~ haudsome, glamorous, possessed ot alt '~ those artistic qualltles that women! seek in their men. i It wa a 9tt~, thought M~ae, that he ! lacked in those fundamentals whichi are, after all, the requisites of things that are worth striving for~love and happiness and a home. He lived only for the hour, only for the thrill and sweet bliss of the mo- mentary worship and surrender of beautiful women. $ $ "Did you enjoy my playing?" 'Yes, it was gorgeous." "I'm glad. You have a real appre- ciation of beauty." Prelimlnariesl Flatteryl Trickeryl Alyse's heart began to pound. She was afraid and regretful. She prayed for the strength to resist him. "It is a pity," Carthage was saying in his deep rich voice, "that the hour is late. That I can't play for you longer. I'd like nothing better. "It is a long time since I have found a person with so deep a sense of un- derstanding." He stood up, glancing at his watch. "Come. Shall we goT' Alyse stared. She wondered if It were not still a dream, if the thing could possibly be true. Yes, there he was, standing at the foot of th~ divan, her wrap draped over his arm. She stood up, allowed him to place the wrap about her shoulders, dazed, incredulous, conscious of a strange new emotion. An emotion that defied explanatlon. He led her to the door. They descended to the street and stepped into the car that waited there. They drove back through the city to Alyse's home. Sitting there, Alyse was still unbelieving. Beside her Ross Carthage chatted amiably and wondered at her mute- ness. Presently he suspected she had been disappointed in his playing, sensed that he had not pleased her. The thought sobered him and he too fell silent. There was a brief moment before Alyse's door. She tried to thank hlm, struggled for words to express her gratitude, knowing only that she was making a mess of the thing, realizing that he didn't understand. And when at last he had gone, she turned away, entered the dim hallway of her own apartment and sat down on a settee there for a moment or two to think. She was striving to analyze the strange emotion that had gripped her the moment Ross Carthage had led her from his apartment. And at length the answer came. The emotion was that of disappoint- ment. Disappointment not In his play- ing, but because the thing she had feared and dreaded, the thing for which she had scored and condemned this man, yet whlch she had expected and prepared for, had not happened. Predicts Human Beings Will Stop Family Life I see, says a writer In the American Magazine, that the head of the pep chological laboratory of a famous eastern university has Issued a state- ment in which he predicts that in a reasonable length of time the human being will be all through with family life. He won't need it any more, be- cause he will not be an emotional ores. ture. His intellectual processes will be all that is left of him and, being a creature purely intellectual, he won't love and marry and estabUsb homes, nor be dependent on the comforts and klndnesses of home life. He will mate scientifically and the state will raise his children. A lot of work will have to be done on old Adam, and hls girl friend. Eve, before mankind will ever reach such a state. In fact. he won't be Adam any more, and it won't be the human race Portugal in the War Germany declared war on Portugal March 9, 1916, following the seizure of German and Austrian ships In Portuguese ports, and other acts which Germany considered hostile. The Portuguese contribution to the war was chiefly in the assistance It gave In the conquest of German East Africa, adjacent to the Portuguese colony of Mozambique. Some 60,000 Portuguese troops, however, served 1= France. -- ii OUR COMIC SECTION NOW, THEN CONVERSATION Mr. Pester--Well, I have entered the two hundred mile automobile race for novices. Mrs. Pester--All right, if you want to risk your llfe, go ahead. But if you get killed, don't come whining to me for sympathy and say I didn't warn yOU. Both Right "Isn't that a nice car Mr. Nexdore ~ought?" "It's a huff, mother," said Elsie~ "You mean a flivver, dear." "No; I heard his wife say he Just went away in a huff." "What a gossip that woman ls. She is always talking about somebody." "Yes. let's stop her and see what she has to say." Broad-Minded Mr. Newrlch (touring In his new car)~Where are we now? Chauffeur--Half-way between Paris and Marseilles. sir. Mr. Newrich--Don't bother me with niggling little details. What country are we In? SLOWPOKE WINTER JOY "I wonder why we always feel more cheerful as winter draws near." "I don't know, unless it's because by that time we are looking forward to bolld~y cigars and our Chrlstmaa neck- "Isn't Jack ever going to propose?" "I guess not. he's like an hour.glass." "How's that?" "The more time he gets the less sand A Su TODAY'S QUOTATIONS Frlend~Has your wife lost mud weight? Mr. Stocksanbonds--She has failer off about three points but condltlom are favorable for a sharp recovery. Ju=t Verdict The man who had Just returned from France was relating a thrilling experience. "Yes," he said, "an Apache sprang at me In one of the streets of Paris, snatched my pocketcase of notes, and bolted. The gendarmes chased him, and, when cornered, he leapt into the river-" "Ah I" sald a listener, "Guilty, but in Seine !" OLD TICKER TAPE t -- - ,k'->,, "Jones seems to be the big man the town." "Does he come of good stock?" -~o; a good t~,~ ~' On the Funny E WORSE STILL They were discussing a mutual friend. "Brown Is a good fellow, really," said Jones, "but he treats his poor wife miserably." This see~ued to surprise Grey. "What do you nlesn?', he asked. "Does he beat her?" "No, no!" sahl Jones. "l=le Just re- fuses to argue with her." Important Tie had been warned off golf for six mouths owing to the stute of hill health. At the end o~ that period he presented himself for medlcal exami- nation. "lteart's good," said the medical "'VOell. doctor," said tile patient persuasively, "what about clubs?"~ Vancouver Province, Life'= Darkest Moment News I'imtographer (lining up chil- dren for a picture at the Transit Val- ley Country Club) to Small Boy~ Smile n|eely at this little girl over here. Small lloy--Aw, hock. that's my slster.--Buffah) News. DESTINATION "is she a professional or an alna- teur dancer?" "Depends on whether site eats to dance or dances to eat." No Need to W~rry Irate Golfer--You lntlst take your chihlren away from here, madam. This is no place for them. Motl~er~I)on't you worry--they won't 'ear nothing new, Their fa- ther was a sergeant-inaJor, 'e was.~ Loudon Tit-Bits. Only One Way to Go "[tow dhl you know business was going to get better?" "t;y a very simple process of rea- soning." answered Senator Sorghum, "all tim experts were saying It couldn't get any worse." They're All the Same Mrs. Newed--Matlldu, our new cook, says she put her very heart lu- to her cooking. Mr. Newed--Then she must, have been very heavy hearted when she made this cake.--('helsea Record. One Better l'lalntlff (in a omnty court)--I have witnesses to prove it. Defendant--I have witnesses to prove flint thore were no witnesses present.---London Answers. Reminders Jud Tunkins says the world Is still a pleflsallt place to live. ()lily you've got to read the hig h,)tel advertise- ments to be remhlded of the fact.~ Washington Star. No Cause for Rejoiclng "Senat,n-. I ~ee you P, elped cele- brate Washington's triumph at York- town." "Yes, I have nothing of my own to celebrate." No Self-Starter l~oss--Wouhl you care If I gavo you only $~5 a w~:.k to start? Gags Gertie--lhlh. I couldn't even start caring for that!