... SHORT STORY. Two faces were close together—the man's, grim and tense; the other, small and white, with two slender hands pressed tightly against it. The frail hands riveted the man's gaze. *' Heavens I he said, still staring; and his voice was tragic ...

... SHORT STORY. AN UNEXPECTED VISIT. Richard, said Helen in the morning, 41 Arthur Wenton has telephoned that he has cousin here from the South, and he wants to bring her over this evening. So you've got to come home Not if I know it, said her brother ...

... SHORT STORY. Who's that behind us? ask e d the man at the wheel, as a car hooted. Only a flapper in a sports car. 7he driver hurled his wheel over, swerved the car off the road, crashed through a fence, and turned turtle. I hank heaven we escaped!'' ...

... SHORT STORY. ONE TRIUMPH OF LOVE. was something 1 before midnight. A throng of people were emerging from one of the fashionable theatres, and there was jam of cabs, taxis, and cars along the curb. Two persons, man and a young girl, were just approaching ...

... SHORT STORY. THE NEW PATIENT. Kitty Craven stood in front of the mirror, coiling her shining dark hair round a mignon little face. She was the despair of her family, this naughty, irresponsible, lovely girl, who had refused two peerages and million of ...

... SHORT STORY. SELFISH LIFE. weather was doing very well for; August. It was bright and yet cool, frocks i kept freah all day and complexions did suffer. For Phyllis Stevens these two things were vastly important. , There was a balcony outside her window ...

... SHORT STORY. A COLD DISDAIN. One who is rich can do so much good in the world! And so few of us women realuw the noble power of money—so many care only for ostentatious follies and expensive vanities, Miss Elsie Stacy said piously. I certainly have ...

... SHORT STORY. A CHANGED IDEAL. She saw him coming towards her a long way off. He spoke to nearly everyone he i met, and when came near enough he spoke | to her exactly as he had spoken to all the, others. There was shade of difference in t his manner. ...

... SHORT STORY. SECOND CHOICE. Of course, there wa9 really no reason why John Leyton should always have resentfully thought of himself as his wife's second choice, for she had never had to choose between them. The other man had been first choice' because ...

... SHORT STORY. SERIOUS JOKE. Dora had read until her eyes ached, bo she, tossed her book on the couch, poked the smouldering logs on the grate until they sent up a little cheery blaze, leaned back in' her big canopy chair, and:yawned. This beastly weather ...

... Short Story A divorce suit now pending at Chattanooga, Tennessee, may end one of the shortest romances on record. Attorney G. W. Chamlee said the couple met at eight o'clock one night. At 8.30 they went across the State line and were married in Georgia ...

... SHORT STORY. THE REASON WHY. Vera Carew was entertaining her callers in her dainty little parlour. She sat before the Eiano, and Jack Baird stood beside her while e drew the bow delicately across the strings! of his wonderful old violin. At a little distance ...