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00 or $1,000 bonds are obtain- gm na in Deecriperve Siroulare upon Request And ith thes words, she bore | | it into her dining:room and: closed the door: "Well pr breathed Fenner, help lees | Le. Js Jack Foner, rging fron aitting-room on gr first floor of 8, Poskett's apartment house, jan to descend the stairs. Five Igter he had retreated pre- oly 'back up the stains' gad a j the sanctuary of his room ain, while, outside the closed i yapping, furry little fury e to come out again. ibtle brute I"* exolaimed * Fen- , angrily. "It there's one kind dog 1 do object to above all oth-: sa pom! I wonder. who fi it here! Anyway, either ty or Ido!" the other side of the dor, the got a 1 I dog was levelling a ea of vicious insults at its craven Proscntly the ' shrill. barking based; and Mr. Fenner, after s reconnoitre, began onge 016 to. descend the stairs. But his evidently skilled in 'the art of are, was waiting in ambush be- d a curtain on the landing. ence there was an instant of wild "Wonfusion ; then Mr. Fenner caress Jed his ankle, while his triumphant foe souttled joyously downstairs. "I-T'll break your blessed neck I' raved Mr, Fenner furiously. Let me get hold of you, and F'll---- He stopped abruptly, for, alarm: ed at the r, a girl had come out of thé dining-room on: the ground floor, and was peering up in surprise at the furious Fenner. "What ever is the matter?' she denifinded coldly. {"He--he bit me!" exclaimed Fenner, a little disconverted. "He was only trying to play with wou," she replied, in tones of scorn. "Trying to play with me?' echo-} ed Fenner. '"Why, the little brute 'chased me upstairs, Again he stopped, for the girl, ig- noring' him completely, picked up the cause. of « the éontention and fondled it'in her rma. { 'Did the nasty, horrid man tell . stories. about 'you. then?' she in: quired aff y, addressing the dog. A Sweet Bits of Corn "don't. mind She. dog a bit, | asked how the {| morning's fl what 1 can dot? ly. 'That's about the limit Either that wretched dog goes, or elven? And 'for the third: time he left his sentence unfinished ; though, ouri- ous 10 xelata, he had ceased to Jook ang ighe can't be a 'day. more. than twenty,"' 'he remarked to himself, with apparent irrelevance, neat little figure, too I' "I. 7eard what . morning, . Mr. Fenner, "said Mrs. Poskett regretfully, as 'atie prepared the table for lunch: ry I am it shold 'ave 'appened. Mind you, I feared unpleasa as soon as ever they" fue. they'd a'dog with 'em."". 'And very sor] "Feeding him 12 he se "You're . trying 'to away!" she asserted "And a, 'appened - this 3 used to you, thanks!' coldly, : She picked up the dog, eyeing Mr. Fenner Jor an moment, # "Oh, there's no need to mention fable' it; Mrs, Poskett,'" he returned 'eas- ily. "Dogs will be : dogs; you know.' "Very good of you to take it like that, wor said the landlady. Of course, you've been with mea') time 'now; so 'if you says the dog must' BO, why, the party that owns. it must 'ave notice. That's = all there is to say about it." "Oh, no, they mustn't go!" ex- claimed Fenner, eagerly. = "I-21 Jolly Little beggar, I should say--when you know. it better, 'Then 'that's al} righ, *' said the landlady; with relie "Oh, by the way, 7a Poskett,"' remarked Feaner,. new, people you've t: down: stairs 1' . r ee "Came last evening; sir, Nae of Cartwright--widow lady and 'er dauglhiter."' "Rnd what Toor the daughter's name?' 'Bylvia, sir." "Bylvia 1" brea faptly, ad a o£ ment an shre 1010n, flashed into the Supls : By profession we Fenner was an author," and so his rooms; On' now congratulated himself, for afforded 'him. plenty of changes encounterin, the hall bob haunted the hall nothing came of i "I suppose it wouldn't. Yo to ask Mrs. Poskets. to jntsoduss ust" he pondered; "And they'd: be sure to see through it if Fenner, _-- of amuse. it dog was after this excitement. Wonder | £78 | wrighi did 'all his work in| this circumstance he | ther remark, she' od Her continued on their way back 0 the} use, "I'm getting on leudidly Fenner oid ; imaclt bitte = ted. him ad a. frie Oariright appeared to oh that ag a 3 Iusther proof of ostenta sly her pag ies encounter Mr. Fenner, ter all, he got but scant from theoting her casual! 'hall, who are these| tion to 8 young lady whos clearly did] not went to know him, when there |? came a rap at- his door, "Come in!" he called. brokenly' and then sprang to his feet, for it was Miss Cartwright who entered. *'Oh;. good-evening I'* he exdlaini-| ed feverishly, "Lovely weather! 1 rs 'do iyou do, Miss' Cartwright ins w, To that end he |k on Syening, but I went in and--er-- |' 'Miss Cart ded and i this wR of | . There's not & s , 'oh, rao ne linnets in "vik 'the reat. roofs frown. ] Over ; 3 pn el