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The Spark and the Fire
By Nell Brinkley
Copyright, 1U, Inlern'l News Service.
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r.bo(o-3rsin corrw ponding to the Install
rnents ol "Runaway Junr' may now be
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etors. By arrangement made with tha
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Sosalble to read "Runaway J una" each
ay, hut alao afterward to. see mo vine
picture Illustrating our story.
(Copyright. , 1915. by Serial x Pulbicatlon
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FIFTH ETISODE.
A Woman In Trouble. "
CHAPTER I. (Continued.)
In there, amid the wreaths' Of curling
blue smoke, moved handsomely (owned
women, and many of them nonchalantly
puffed at cigarettes. At the Instance the
amlllng Gilbert Blye's key grated the
A larra, yellow haired woman came
hurrying from tha salon with June's
employment agency card In her hand,
"Right this way. honey," aha rasped in
a, voioa to which tha honey was foreign,
and she , led tha way to a small aide
room at tha loft of tha saloon. Aa June
reluctantly entered the strangely fur
nished little rooro at the left Gilbert Blye
cams In at the front door.
"With a smile upon his Hps and glinting
la his dark eyes he hurried straight back
toward tha little room in which June
stood, now alone and frightened.
At that instant a huge, clumsy maid
.cam tumbling up from tha basement,
followed by a puff of yellow smoke. .With
her eyes distended and her mouth open,
ready . for tha yell of 'Tire!" aha rushed
to the door of the saloon, but before sha
could reach it Gilbert Blye had her
roughly by the arm and pushed her
through the door which led to the base
ment Ha stood staring at tha smoke
which came curling ominously through
that opening, glanced again toward June's
room and dashed down the stairs.
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That was a strangely furnished little
room in which June found herself. There
were two deskg and a filing cabinet and
soma office chairs, but there were a
.luxurious couch and dainty hangings, a
soft rug and pink paneled walls and
ceiling. It was all so Incongruous. . And
tha work U was queer too. The yellow
haired woman came In from tha parlor
presently and explained tha posting into
small blank books of many memorandum
'slips. Each slip Contained the name of
a . woman and a sum of money. There
were no slips of men, but there were In
dex cards about men. June pussled as to
what sort of business this might be.
The. page girl swished in with one of
tha memorandum slips. The yellow head,
whose- faoa was puffy and more colored
than ' wag . wholesome, took " the v Blip,
looked at tha name" on'lt, frowned, shook
her bead and went,out with the girl. She
entered tha salon-and stood surveying
tha scene with old abstraction. Around
a long tabla sat tha women-whom June
had seen.. They aM had. cards in front
. of them and stocks of playing- chips, and
a'rawboned woman Bitting' on a higher'
chair than-tha rest was dealing. The
yellow, haired woman fixed her atten
tion on tha gambler next to tha dealer.
She was a fluffy' blond with a foverlsh
glitter in her eyes, and she was bent
so Intently upon the fall of the cards
that sha did not notice the door open and
June) Sha glanoed- about her with'
growing repugnance, She was abjectly
miserable, and suddenly she was eobbin.
In tha gambling room tha fluffy blond
who had played so feverishly staked and
lost tha last chip In front of her. Sne
turned impatiently to look for the page
girl. Sha met instead the cold, hard eye
of the yellow haired woman, who quietly
motioned her. The player rose reluo-
tantly, and fright came Into her face as
sha followed into tha hall and to tha
little offlc where June had been Installed,
announced the yellow-haired- woman.
:Youre reached the limit, Mre. Perry,"
turning .on the unlucky , one "Sharply as !
she closed tha door. Hera Is the I. O. U.
Bella brought to in have not O. K.'d
. it" . . . i '
"I wouldn't C K.' It for 89 cents." snap
ped tha other. "Now I want action.
Tbu'll telephone your husband from this
room."
No, no!" Tha woman wrung her
hands. "I'll talk to him tonight!"
"I know that game," sha aoomed, and
from June's desk she took ao index card.
''Elght-o-eight-o Garden," she told the
' new secretary. "Ask for Mr. Perry and
say that his wife wishes to speak with
him."
"No!"' cried Mrs. Perry hysterically
and reached over June's shoulder to take
GILBERT BLY.
tha phone. The new secretary had made
no move toward the phone. She was
staring at the yellow haired woman in
astonishment. That determined person
was not one to prangle in emergencies.
She snatched up the phone herself and
called the number. . '
"You women think I'm a mark," she
scornfully stated to' Mrs. Perry while she
waited. You'd sting me for $1,000 rather
than ating your husband for it Sea this
car J?" She held it out. It contained the
name of Jack W. Perry, his business ad
dress, his home address, his financial rat
ing, probable Income, . clubs . and tele
phone numbers. And the unfortunate
Mrs. Perry seemed to shrink Into hope
leas despair as she realised the implac
able organization against which. she had
pitted herself. "Mr. Perry, please." The
yellow-haired woman's .voice had -undergone
a complete change.. It waa very
pleasant of Inflection, TWrugTi It 'rasped.
"His wife wishes to speak with him."
She handed over the telephone, and June,
seeing Mra Perry's unsteadiness, rose
and; compassionately have' the woman her
chair, v The yellow-haired one walked
ealmlyVver to her own desk and took up
the extension 'phone.,
June looked at her hat and coat She
seemed quit bewildered. She could not
quite understand what this was all about
but she did know that it was all un
pleasant and heartless and degrading.
She waa starting to go when something
on Mrs. Perry's face touched her sym
pathies and held her.
(To tie Continued Tomorrow.)
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bonieoody sai'cf long ago,8omewUere, wiin mucu sweei
neB In their hearts, I think, that "no love ever dies."
They, meant not man-and-mald lpve alone, you mubt
know but any love: for a flower, a child, your friend,
the glory of the sunset In the, western sky, your dear mother
with soft eyes. No matter It these should be broken, or lout
or buried, or fled away, still were they not dead! And thlf
is a warm thing to lay at your heart the belief in this.
For then you will know that the seed you held in your
heart blows into flower somewhere, In some fashion.
And you will sing more, I reckon, and carry a feather
Vtebt heart in your body for knowing that.
were flow it the little maid with tha toft little mourners
and the idle mind that flickers about in whimsical paths
lika the pale yellow butterfly of the spring but with Eve's
heart In her small body and a dqll-baby with taffy hair and
violently blue eyes, with regular twigs for eyelashes, cher
ished close to ber breast' And another small maid from the
very same Eve-pattern pearling enviously and burningly to
the other's baby. And. some day the doll-baby breaks her
face into bits and is buried along with other memories, and
another bud in the garden of loving seems dead. But It
isn't so a' tall! The bud of mother-loving lies fast and asleep
petal. ' The spark under the fray ash has fanned into
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tect nower 01 primrose name, ana tue tuiaauw.; jz i
of long ago is a satin-soft thing that breatbea and roaki -bubbles
and clutches at life with a fist like a peach-bloom
petal. The spark under the gray ash has fanned lnta u
leaping fire. The miniature as tiny as ttie hollow at tne
foot of your throat Is a picture In "heroic" size that reaches
to the sky and against the throne of God. The bud that was
forgotten a princess-rose.
"No love ever dies." So don't ever think It. The love
that you lavished somewhere that you think is dead may
have been, but a tiny thing and never lout only the pos
sibility of a great reality that has come! Nell Brinkley.
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Advice to Lovelorn
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Think AbQot Tour Work.
Dear Visa Fairfax: I am 19 years oU
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night. 1913. Her mothr raised no
objection until the end of lost summer,
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me. Hsr objections are due to my smm)
salary. I really am not earning enough,
but eventually I expect to be able to.
Should I continue my attentions or
rhould I break with her' I.UH.
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Lut week 1 received a telephone call
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