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Illustrated FEATURE SECTION Washington Tribune BEAUTY and the DIAMOND RING a Short Story by JOHN P. MOORE GEORGE S. SCHUYLER Editor BEAUTY a HE J. P. STEWART CO. represented one of Harlem's foremost colored enterprises in the jewelry line-watches, rings and pearls-genuine and otherwise. Inclosed in the single long display case, neat little HE J. P. STEWART CO. represented one of Harlem's foremost colored enterprises in the jewelry line—watches, rings and pearls—genuine and otherwise. Inclosed in the single long display case, neat little green plush trays sparkled their contents through the thick plate-glass counter-top in a manner that pleased young Mr. Walker, salesman, profoundly. It was a late summer afternoon and the little store was, for the moment, bare of customers. To the rear Mr. Stewart himself worked diligently at his desk. Mr. Walker knew positively that he was working on the invoices that represented their most recent purchases in diamonds—cost two forty, sell three hundred. Young Mr. Walker, leaning leisurely at the counter, had just given in to something like the twentieth temptation to slip one of these newly arrived gems on his own finger, when Mr. Stewart suddenly spoke from the rear. "Walker," rumbled the heavy voice, "this last shipment is swell stuff, eh?" Walker toyed with the sparkling thing on his finger. It was beautiful. "About the best stuff we've ever had," he Section 2—Saturday, January 12, 1929 nd the DIAM agreed. "Now we can find out if Harlem appreciates regular merchandise," he chuckled. For some reason Mr. Stewart let the conversation die there, and during the silence which followed young Mr. Walker removed several of the brilliant rings from the case, fitted them on little cards, then placed them at strategic intervals among their other merchandise in the display window. The cards proclaimed to all Harlem that they were genuine imported diamonds—price three hundred dollars. He then stepped back behind the counter and awaited results. Mr. Stewart's voice rumbled down the narrow salesroom to him again. "You know, Walker, I feel sort of skittish," he said. "Skittish?" "Yes," said Mr. Stewart; rising from his desk and coming forward. "The place was safe enough as long as we didn't carry anything too valuable, but now——" He pointed meaningly toward the trayful of glistening rings under the counter glass. "Twelve hundred dollars' worth," he ended. "Yes," said his employer, frowning. "Bur- Clean, Wholesome and Refreshing MOND RING a Short Story by JOHN P. MOORE giars and sharps." Customer Enters Just then a pretty little brown-skinned woman came in and asked to see some pearls—exactly like the ones in the window. A few minutes of high-pressure sales talk, and young Walker sold her a string of imitation pearls with imitation platinum clasp—gorgeous little box and all—five ninety-five. When he was free again he glanced at his employer, who had returned to his desk, and smiled. "Huh!" he said to himself. "With all the police protection and that big safe, old Stewart's shaky. Stuff's insured, too." The rings sparkled up to him and he soon forgot the whole incident. In fact, he didn't think of Mr. Stewart's remarks again until nearly an that a certain man had passed and paused in front of the window three different times in the short space of ten minutes. He became anxiously alert at once. Outside, the tall well-dressed man gazed through the plate glass at J. B. Stewart & Co.'s merchandise intently all quite in order; but to young Mr. Walker there was in his rather (Continued on Page 4) CHAPTER II. What Has Happened So Far DAVID CONWAY and Herbert Wilks, two lively Negro youths come into the big town on an excursion and visit the Black Bottom cabaret. In the cabaret Anson Bledsoe, a slick young man pretending great religion, seeks to embrace the chief entertainer, a beautiful brown girl. David knocks Anson down and then leaves the place with Herb. They stop at the stage entrance and there encounter Big Ott, a notorious underworld character, and his confederate, Barry Dwane, a suspicious-looking sheik. Zola the dancer emerges and seeing David, thanks him. Big Ott attempts to grab the girl and David knocks him out after a strenuous fight. His clothes are torn in the fray and in this condition he encounters the sneering Anson Bledsoe again, who immediately upon return to the little home town tells Deacon Brown about David's running around cabarets, but says nothing of the part he has played. The news gets to Jason Conway, David's father, and in anger he disowns his son. Sorrowfully David leaves the little town of his birth. Now go on with the story. AXI! Taxi"! The raucous cries of the drivers almost deafened David. The rain was falling in a muggy drizzle. The lights gleamed wetly AXI! Taxi!" The raucous cries of the drivers almost deafened David. The rain was falling in a muggy drizzle. The lights gleamed wetly on the black asphalt of the station plaza. Gradually the hurrying travelers and those who welcomed or sped them reached their objectives, whether of taxi, private car or tram. The station platform was almost deserted. Uncertain, bewildered, David jammed his hands deeper into his pockets. He felt the coins there and fingered them speculatively. They made a very small capital for beginning a career. But they were all he had. He must husband those slender means until—until he could find work. That was imperative. But the immediate problem was to find shelter. No taxis for him, though. He hunched his shoulders and pulled the collar of his best gray coat up closer around his throat. BIG OTT AGAIN Someone spoke alongside of him. "Pretty bad night, ain't it, be." David looked around. His eyes came to rest on the black, forbidding face of Big Ott. He frowned, then apologetically, if rather uncomfortably smiled—for Big Ott was grinning at him crookedly in what without doubt was meant to be a friendly manner. "I hope y' ain't still nursin' any sores about our little punchin' party the other night, kid? That dame ain't worth a good man's punch, I guess y' know that, doncha?" The leer was meant to be one of understanding good will. A half-fellow-well-met implication ran through it. Something deep inside of David recoiled from the man but with conscious effort he forced the feeling back and compelled himself to answer pleasantly. "I guess you're about right about that last," he said, and his voice and manner were cynical, "as to the other, no, of course, I'm not sore, if you're not. I suppose I pulled an awful boner in knockin' you down. Just gave that jane a chance to cop off your friend while you were out." SEEKING A ROOM Big Ott shot a furtive look of inquiry at David before he spoke again. He seemed to be weighing him, searching for possibilities in him. Then, at length, as if satisfied, he assumed an air of interest and sympathy. "Which way you goin', kid? I got my car parked around here. I'll give you a lift to your hangout if you say so." "I—I—I just got in and I—well, I was just trying to decide where to make my 'hangout.' You see," David hesitated, fearful that to make known his limited capital might arouse a feeling that he was trying to bid for sympathy or pave the way to asking help, "I—you don't happen to know of a place where a fellow could get a room?" He looked up questioningly. "Why, sure, kid! I know just the place. Fact is I was just hopin' some guy I knowed would get the room. Y' see it's where I hangin' out myself an' I like to have the right sort o' guys for neighbors." There was eager cordiality in the tone, almost too eager. FIVE DOLLARS A WEEK "How—how much will it cost?" in spite of the possible construction Big Ott might put on his anxiety to ascertain the price in advance, David overcame his diffidence enough to blurt the question out. "Five bucks a week, an' cheap at the price." "I can't pay—I don't want it for a week—only for tonight. I'm—I've got to look me up a job tomorrow and I may get one so far away that I'd have to change before the week was up." There was no need beating around the bush. He'd have to come out with it sooner or later. At least ILLUSTRATED FEATURE SECTION "She gave a frantic tug at the stubborn door" by CLARA BALL MOTEN he wasn't going to take on a lot more than he had to. Big Ott's manner became a shade more cordial. His voice took on a big brother, let-me-look-out-for-you intonation. Why 'at's all right, kid. You can just bunk in with me till you land a job. I'll be glad to have you. An' better'n that, I'll help you look around. I heard Lefty say they wanted a boy at the BLACK BOTTOM. Maybe we can land it fer you. 'Cmon,' DAVID CONSENTS In spite of an inner feeling of uneasiness and revolt at association with the big brutal looking fellow, David could only consider himself in luck to have his housing problem for the night so easily and quickly adjusted. Besides he could and would pay Big Ott for the night's lodging and tomorrow he could be on his way to the top of the ladder here in this big city; on his way up the ladder and far; far away from Big Ott and his ilk. But, for tonight he would be glad of the chance to stay somewhere that was at least a refuge from the dull, heavily falling rain. "Here we are, kid, pile out." David looked up at the lopsided facade of a big frame building. The windows were like dirty blind eyes, staring blankly white in the electric light that was reflected back from their shade-backed surfaces. Steep, narrow steps led up to the high, narrow street doors. The rain dripped dismally down upon the threshold and ran in thin streams to the sidewalk below. With an odd feeling of apprehension David climbed out and stood beside his host. "I'll jist run you upstairs and let you turn in, Kid; I gotta go back down the way. Gotta game on at the Joint. An' I wanta git in on it." He was already half way across the walk, David's luggage in his hand. There was nothing to do but follow him. A FOURTH-CLASS PLACE The room into which Big Ott ushered David was typical of the fourth-class rooming houses of the neighborhood. Once the high-ceilinged front bedroom of a home of wealth and culture, it had deteriorated to the usages of that submerged tenth of the underworld that made its living in precarious and devious ways. A thin beaver-board partition divided it into two long, narrow, dismal stalls. Each of these contained a bed, a dresser and a dilapidated chair or two. A short cross-passage separated this multiplied room from the other rooms back of it, although all of them gave onto the long hall that ran the length of the building. At the end of the short cross-passage a window gave onto the low roof of the house next to the big frame. Big Ott introduced David into the first of the two partitioned spaces and set his suitcase down on the floor beside the sagging bed. "I got the two rooms rented," he said. "Keeps away pryin'. That's why I wants a feller I know in the other one. You just climb in here an' make yourself snug. I'll turn in, in the other room later. I keep my things in there. S' long." He was gone and David was alone in the bleak room. Something caught in his throat. He thought of his mother—of the big white house that was home and of the familiar room with all his boyhood treasures scattered around. Then he thought of Anson Bledsoe and his eyes grew hard. His jaw muscles tightened and he clenched his big, brown muscular fist till the knuckles shone gray gold through the taut skin. The bed was sagging and lumpy. But David Conway was young and healthy. In spite of his uncertain future, in spite of the bed and the room, and the man who had brought him there, he slept. AN OVERHEARD PLOT In one of the little curtained embrasures off the main floor of the Black Bottom Cabaret, Big Ott sat at a table across from Barry Dwane. The empty bottle and half-full glasses mutely told the story of their spent time. Outside of the curtained space the jazz band was braying and whining and thumping its accompaniment to the prelude for the entrance of Zola. Just behind the scenic tree that formed the left wing of the painted back drop and almost brushing against the flimsy side of the end loge, as the little stalls curtained off for private parties were called, the mysterious dancer waited her cue. Suddenly she leaned closer and pressed her ear to the thin partition. A name on the lips of the big black man beyond that separating wall had caught and held her attention. "An' thish big, sap-headed mama boy, David Conway, is gonna be the goat—shee! Papa's got it all set. The bon's are there in the closet in the back room. He thinks my duds 'r in there. 'N I ain't been in thash part o' town fer a week. I been layin' low fore 'n after to throw copsh off—see. 'N now they git this steer thash bon's 'r in m' old room an' they go there, find this sap. I puth his cap an' coat over the bag with bon's in closet, jush like thash—see. I kep' key from when I wash in there—shee. Copsh fin' bon's, fin' sap, fin' gun thash old Fredmann gish croaked with—blooey, mama boysh go up like smoke. Big Ott is safe—shee." The bell that told Zola to be ready tinkled softly from the orchestra pit. She caught her breath and gripped her red lips with her white teeth. The small electric star in the band about her forehead gleaned thru the trees and seemed to float slowly out of the distance until with the first thunder phrase of the wild music the white spotlight should discover her leaping, twirling, naked body to the tensely waiting audience. ON WITH THE DANCE Automatically the golden-hued dancer went thru the suggestive and sense-provoking dance that she had done so often it had become almost as simple and easy as walking. But her mind was not on it. Instead, ever before her eyes floated a golden bronze, boyish face. The strong, square chin was hard with purpose. The deep brown eyes that could be so gentle were hot with anger. The knights of old who sprang so fearlessly to the defense of the weak and helpless must have had that look which memory was painting so vividly on her mind's eye as she whirled in the mad dance. The look that she had seen in David Conway's face as he sprang to defend her. No other man had ever so defended ZOLA, A CABARET DANCER. And now the one man—the BOY—who had done that was menaced by a danger more terrible than death. Danger from the cruel cunning of the beast, who, maddened with desire for her, had brought forth the chivalrous act. The dance was over. Breathing in short, sharp gasps with the exhaustion of it—Zola did not pause. With frantic haste she threw on her street clothes and sped for the car, never stopping to wipe the makeup from her face. TO AID DAVID As the tram went rattling and clanging over the rails her mind and her heart flew ahead of it. "God! Would she be in time?" She knew what Big Ott had meant. Knew and was helpless to do anything more than what she was trying to do. Helpless because of the danger to another—one who was dearer to her than life itself. Dearer because so weak and easily tempted and led. That one must be protected at whatever risk to others. But she must save the boy who had tried to help her. That was a duty, too. She knew Big Ott's methods. He had to get his message to the police by round-about ways. For what policeman would credit anything Big Ott himself said or had someone else say? She knew that was why he could not handle the half million dollars in bonds that had been part of the loot he had stolen from the bank—stolen with Barry acting as lookout for him. Barry, who was so frightened he had not stopped to warn Big Ott of the approach of the guard, but had run. That failure of Barry's had been Ban Fredmann's death warrant and Big Ott's danger. It had been an iron cable to bind weak, pliable Barry to the big crook more securely than ever. And now, Big Ott saw, with the unerring cunning of the brute that he was, a way to shift the danger and the guilt for what he had done to the shoulders of an innocent stranger. She knew the room. She knew the plot. "Oh, God, if she could just get there before the police!" SHE REACHES THE HOUSE She reached up and pushed the button. With a rattle and clang the car stopped. With a single bound she leaped from the low platform. Before her loomed the lop-sided frame house where David was sleeping the heavy slumber of youth and health. Without pause she mounted the sagging steps and pushed open the dirty, finger-marked outer doors. Inside all was still. She drew a long, sighing breath of relief. She was in time. "Thank God, she was in time." Carefully now, almost stealthily, she climbed the long, narrow stairs. She knew every crook and turn of the way. She was at home. "Thank God that it was her home!" Or—no, home was too sacred a word for this signal rookery where the meager sum she could save from her salary that would have been ample but for for the one person whose calls upon it she could not resist—would serve to house her. The pass-key in her hands would admit her to the room across the short corridor—the room that was made into two. Her own was just opposite. She must try to accomplish her purpose without waking the boy inside. Cautiously she slipped the key into the lock. Stealthily she turned it. The door swung open easily. She tiptoed into the room and crossed to the flimsy door beyond. The closet in which that damning satchel full of bonds lay concealed under the cap and coat of the peacefully sleeping boy in the room beyond. The hall door to that room was rusty-hinged. She could have entered it, but she knew the danger of those squeaking hinges—knew that their harsh sound might waken the sleeper whom she wished to save. THE BONDS! Softly she tiptoed across the inner room. She opened the door of the closet. Yes, there they were—just as Big Ott with diabolical cleverness had fixed them. She stopped and picked up the heavy black bag. She would just make sure that they were all there—that there could be no mistake. She opened the bag. Yes, there they were, one package loose, the others exactly as they had been taken from the bank vault. "Zee-e-e-e-e-e—" She heard it coming. The police siren! They had heard. It was only a matter of minutes now before they would be swarming in that room; then there would be no help for the sleeping boy. Nay, more—she herself would be involved with him. Taking a firm grip of the open bag, she started to the door. Bang! In her rush a chair tipped over. She had not seen it in the semidarkness, lit only by the light from outside when she snapped off the light at the sound of that ominous, shrieking siren. "Plop!" She heard the bare feet of the sleeper in the next room strike the ragged rug that covered the rough boards of the floor beside the bed. "God! What was the matter with the door—it was sticking!" TOO LATE She set the bag down, she must use all her strength to open the door leading to the small cross hall and her room across the way, where lay comparative safety. Suddenly the light flared brightly about her. Someone had switched on the electric light. She gave a frantic tug at the stubborn door. It gave. She looked around. Striding toward her, almost upon her, was the big, athletic, stern-faced boy she had come there to save. At sight of her face, he checked himself, startled. The instant's pause was enough. With a quick gasp of dismay Zola snatched up the open bag and darted out into the hallway, slamming the door to with such vigor that she heard it click into place and knew that it would stick just the fraction of a minute she needed to get into her own room. As she closed her door behind her she heard steps on the stairs and knew that she had been just in time. Awakened out of a sound, deep sleep, David had bounded up and in dazed curiosity had sat for a second trying to get his bearings. He did not know what had awakened him. Some sudden sound, it seemed to his country-bred ears like the pang! of his own twenty-two, the one his dad had given him for his twelfth birthday. David had been dreaming of home. Then he heard a scuffle of footsteps. Someone was in the other room. The door that had been closed when he went to sleep was open. He sprang up at once, alert, watchful. He heard another sound. With a quick stride he was at the open door. The light button was under his hand. He pressed it. The room flooded with light. His heart missed a beat. A woman was frantically tugging at the door into the hall. Beside her on the floor was an open bag. It was filled with papers of some kind. "What was she doing there? What was the meaning of it all? Big Ott had told him the room was unoccupied. That he rented them both. What was this woman doing there, then?" He took a step toward her. She looked around. He stopped, jerked into a shocked stillness. The face that met his astounded gaze was the face of Zola, beautiful, alhuring, never-to-be-forgotten face of golden splendor. Zola! but what was she doing here, in Big Ott's room? THE POLICE "That dame ain't worth a good man's punch!" the memory of the words in that sneering, lecherous voice smote him like a lash across (Continued on Page 7) "No More Gin"—Says African King And Intimates that He Don't Mean Maybe—Sir Ofori Atta, Recently Knighted Black Monarch, Bans Squareface from His Realm Sir Ofori Atta, paramount chief (king) of Akyhem Abuuaka, with royal macebearer and attendants, en route to Buckingham palace, where the African was knighted by King George. January 12, 1929 "No More African And Intimates that He Ofori Atta, Recently K Bans Squareface Sir Ofori Atta, paramount chief (ku macebearer and attendants, en row African was knight FRICAN natives have been seriously hindered in their progress and development because of the liquor traffic. Unused to the fiery drinks brought FRICAN natives have been seriously hindered in their progress and development because of the liquor traffic. Unused to the fiery drinks brought in by Europeans, thousands of them have had their health ruined and their moral stamina destroyed by over-indulgence in these alcoholic beverages. This deplorable traffic has been going on for the last three or four hundred years in the dark continent, but it has claimed more victims on the West Coast of Africa than anywhere else. Now the drive is on to curb the traffic and the leader is Sir Ofori Atta, wealthy king of Akyem Abuuaka, whose domains are in the Gold Coast colony. Sir Ofori Atta is such an important man in the Gold Coast colony that only a few months ago he was made a knight by King George V at Buckingham Palace in London. His people are very rich through the culture and sale of cocoa and he rightfully believes that their progress is being hindered by the widespread drinking of gin and other strong liquors that are very bad for people in a hot climate. Recently a white friend of his sent him a case of rare dry gin as a present Sir Atta acknowledged the reco of the gift but instead of drinking it, he assembled all his nobles and their people and delivered a strong talk against strong drink. "We'll have no more gin around here," stated the king, and taking the bottles of fiery liquid from the case, he poured out their contents on the ground. He has issued his orders, and being a king and a knight of the British Empire besides, he is pretty confident of having them obeyed. 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Stewart Co. proceeded to do a thriving afternoon business; the Seventh avenue crowds paused at the window, admired the diamonds enthusiastically and passed on; several came in and arranged purchases—Harlem did appreciate regular merchandise! The usual afternoon lull in business rolled around. A Beautiful Lady The salesman was contentedly observing the sidewalk crowds from behind the counter when abruptly his heart quickened. Most men's hearts do so when their eyes fall on a singularly beautiful woman. Apparently she was about to hurry past with the crowd, but something in the window seemed to catch her eye. Her beautiful cocoa-brown face suddenly lit up in admiration—very pretty admiration. Young Mr. Walker decided at once that she was the most beautiful creature he had seen—one of those baby-doll women—baby-doll face; height; eyes—pure baby-doll. To his annoyance she started to move on, but the article in the window seemed to fascinate her. She retraced her steps. "Now, there's one woman that ought to own one of those new rings," he said under his breath. "She's got GT!" She started to move on again, changed her mind, then consulted her watch and, to Mr. Walker's satisfaction, hurried into the store. Her first mezzo-soprano words showed that she had a very fine appreciation of the better kind of jewelry: "Yes, madam?" He was more than courteous. "Aren't they the most g-o-rgeous diamond rings!" she cut him off, working miracles with her eyes. "Yes, madam," he agreed, wondering what her phone number was. **She Inspects the Stones** "Some of our very best . . . direct from Amsterdam. May I show them to you?" She consulted her watch again, then panted prettily: "These are very fine stones, madam. W—er—" "They're just g-o-rgeous! But I've so many things to do before my train leaves," she demurred. "Yes, do! I'll chance it anyway." Very intoxicated by her loveliness, and disappointed that she was not a Harlemite, young Mr. Walker slid the glass doors apart and laid on top of the counter a green plush tray full of fiery diamonds. She burst into delight. "Oh, aren't they d-a-rlings!" "Yes, madam, and they are set in pure platinum." Here he exercised his right as a salesman. He boldly lifted one of her soft, delicate hands from the counter edge and slid one of the sparkling gems on her engagement finger. The beautiful woman was delighted. Feeling for the first time in his sales career that high-pressure sales talk, as prescribed by his employer, would be an insult, he released her hand with a magnificent gesture. "Madam," he said earnestly, "you should own that ring." THE LADY LIKED IT "Isn't it just d-a-rling!" she agreed. And Mr. Walker wondered if she had a jew's-harp in her throat or WANT THIS JOB? 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He had an impulse to discard all known business ethics and tell her confidentially that it was made solely for her. He coughed slightly instead, "Quite unfortunate," he sympathized, noting her hurt expression. "Quite unfortunate indeed; but perhaps we might be able to serve you on your next visit to the city," hopefully. She glanced reproachfully at her watch. "But I'm sure I won't be up again for a whole month," she laughed. 'You know, I think they're the most b-e-autiful things! Oh, well, thank you for your kindness anyway,' turning reluctantly away. "You're certainly welcome, I'm sure," he called after her, imagining he'd just h ada peep at her finer instincts. But at the door she stopped abruptly. She seemed suddenly to be thinking rapidly. Young Mr. Walker waited behind the case expectantly. "I've just thought of the silliest thing!" She turned childishly. "Oh, it's so silly!" He couldn't imagine for the life of him what she could possibly do silly—except underestimate her loveliness. She retraced her steps. AN UNUSUAL PROPOSAL "I've a plan that will enable me to purchase the ring and take it home with me, too," she laughed; "but it's so silly! Oh, it's so silly! Promise me if it's against your business policy, you'll put me right out?" "Madam, if we can assist you——" Gracious! How pretty she was then! "It—it's this," she faltered, leaning against the counter. "It's so silly, though. . . . If you could send someone over to the asylum with me——" "And where is this asylum?" he inquired graciously. She named a well-known private institution for the mentally deranged. "My husband is being treated there," she explained. "Tve still thirty-five minutes left; so if you could send someone over with me, I could pay for it there and catch my train too. Now! Isn't that just too silly!" she laughed. Inwardly young Mr. Walker thought that while it wasn't exactly silly, it distinctly was bad business policy. "Just a minute," he said politely: "I'll speak to Mr. Stewart." And he hurried along behind the case toward the closed door of his employer's office. Almost immediately Mr. Stewart, his fat brown face set in solemn strictly business lines, followed his salesman along behind the counter. As he observed his lady customer there was no speculation as to his adverse attitude—from Mr. Walker's point of view at least. Awaiting their approach in evident embarrassment, the comely woman met them half way with her musical voice. "Oh, I just know it's too silly!" she said, systematically consulting her watch. "Tm sorry I even suggested it." "Not at all," he assured her as he leaned his large body across the counter. "Not at all; but—er—well, it's not our policy to send merchandise out," he faltered; "er—except by registered mail." 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He wondered at her rotten luck—a crazy husband! He sat and sat and sat. He heard no hurried footsteps on the staircase; he heard not that musical voice. Things were quiet—unusually quiet. He got to his feet and strolled to the window. Below at the curb was his employer's car. He thought suddenly of Mr. Stewart's parting instructions again and clapped his hand to his pocket. It was when he glanced at his strap watch and learned that he had been in that room ten minutes that young Mr. Walker became suddenly uncomfortable—a sickening sensation. As if a mighty premonition of disaster took hold of him, he thrust his hand into his pocket and drew out the little purple leatherette ring box. For a split second he was unable to do more. Inside that tiny box there ought to be a three hundred dollar diamond on a green plush cushion. Why did things rush to his head like that? He gritted his teeth, then pressed the little catch; it flew open. 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The lodge of which I am a member had assembled ... but we never pcr- formed the burial ceremony. I did not recognize the city I was in but I went up a steep hil and it was very grassy. I was very tired. when I.reached the top. I met a young man: whom-1I have: not. seen for 1°x years, Tho meeting was very. plecs- ant. Just then my purse-rolied down the hill into a valley which was yery. grecn with a clear stream. of water flowing through it, with beau- tiful water lilies and very’ pretty jeaves. A quarter rolled out of the purse into the stream. I could see it clearly and..had no-~ difficulty - in reaching it and getting ‘back up the hill. “In my. second dream, my husband was out of the house and while ‘asicep I could hear the telephone ‘ringing and on answering it was him calling. He just seemed “to be say- ing hello. I asked where he was but ‘received no reply. 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She spent that evening alone in her room. Many thoughts crowded her brain, each appearing to lead exactly nowhere. But gradually calm thoughts held her. "The only thing that a man like Walter deserves," reflected Queenie bitterly, "would be for me to elope with Amos." Her mind toyed with the idea. Finally her lips expanded into a smile, and that smile grew into a laugh. She clapped her hands. "It's a chance," she said, "but it can't go wrong." The following morning Queenie was in a quiet mood. One might have noticed that no single move Amos made escaped her attention. After breakfast Walter drove Mr. Browning to his office downtown. Scarcely had he left the house when Queenie saw Amos step into the pantry where his coat was hanging. He did not know that she saw him take from the pocket of that coat his cherished ticket to Chicago, gaze upon it, and then return it again. Two things were now apparent to Queenie: Amos intended to run no risk of discovery, therefore he would not look for his ticket while Walter was anywhere around. This was all she wished to know. At 5:30 o'clock she played her final trump, and played it masterfully. Amos was in the back yard grinding the ice cream freezer. Walter Gaines sat mournfully in the kitchen, his face entirely sour. Queenie slipped into the closet where Amos had his coat hanging, and from the pocket of that coat she calmly took the Chicago ticket. This she tucked away in the bosom of her dress. She then crossed the kitchen and stood looking down upon the dejected Walter with assumed compassion. "You don't love me any more do you, Walter?" "Huh! A lot you care." His teeth clicked viciously. "But what can you see in a worthless string of tripe like Amos Washington? Must I explain what I think of him——?" "I think you had better not, Mr. Gaines. "I don't intend to hear insults about the man I'm going to marry." 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Now that it seemed Queenle was lost to him, he realized that he did not care to live without her. "I don't believe it," he said. "Oh! you don't—eh?" "Well, just cast your eyes on this." She produced the ticket and waved it under his nose. His eyes popped. "Where did you get that ticket?" "Amos gave it to me." "What for?" "To use on the train; I'm to meet him at the station Saturday night and we will elope." Walter extended one large hand. His fingers closed around the ticket, he snatched it from the grasp of the astonished Queenie. "That," he announced cuttingly, "is that!" "Wh-wh-which is what?" Wil-wil-which is what: "I guess you won't elope with nobody no time." He folded the ticket and placed it in his pocket. For a few seconds, Queenie was speechless, then she, too, became victim to terror. "Give me back my ticket." "I'll give you nothing." "Walter——" "Don't be Waltering me. "Do you want this ticket real bad—send Amos after it. "And by the time he gets it, he won't look any different from a tapiora pudding." "But, Walter," she wailed, "you can't steal my ticket from me." "Oh! I can't? Well, I've gotten it—and it remains got." It was a frightened Queenie Moton who hovered about the kitchen after dinner, when Walter Gaines had driven the Brownings to a dance. Amos was finishing his day's labors, and at last had the kitchen straightened out for the morrow. He walked to the pantry and exchanged his white coat for a blue one. Without thought he felt into the breast pocket to assure himself of his ticket's safety. He went through every pocket of his coat—several times. Finally he sat down and a hollow groan filled the kitchen. Queenie dropped a hand on his shoulder. "Something wrong, Amos?" "Oh, Lordy!" "You didn't lose anything?" Amos dropped his head in his hands. "It's gone!" "What?" "My ticket." "No! Where?" Amos leaped to his feet. "I'd get it if I knew where it was. "Get away from me, woman. "Let me weep!" 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Believe me, Amos, I sympathize with you." "That's nice—but what does it get me?" "Plenty of places." She smiled brightly. "Are you going to Chicago tonight?" "If I'm lucky I'll remain where I am. And when my friend finds out that I have lost the ticket——" "Don't let him find out." "Huh! I guess he will suspect something very shortly." "No, he won't." Queenie spoke softly. She grasped the hand of Amos and pressed something into his palm. "Take that, Amos. It's the price of a ticket to Chicago. "Take it and depart from Richmond tonight as you had planned to do." Amos gazed from the woman's face to the tiny roll of bills in his hands. "You don't mean that you're going to loan me this money?" "I certainly do not. I'm giving it to you." "You promise to leave tonight, don't you, Amos?" "Do I? By the time dinner is finished, you will see a cloud of dust moving down the street. "That will be me." At five o'clock Queenie made a final plea for the ticket, which Walter still held. 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