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The girl had finished her work, her typewriter was covered, and she was

wearing her hat and coat But she sat before her desk, a frown on her

pretty face and an evening newspaper in her hand, and Bones's heart

iven to the world?

"All the winners, dear old aiety

She looked up with a start

"No," she said "I'm rather worried, Mr Tibbetts A friend of ain, and I'm anxious lest my

mother should have any trouble"

"Dear, dear!" said the sy!

Who's the dear old friend?"

"A ripped a chair for

support "The police have found that he is printing soal

I don't quite understand it all, but the things they were printing were

invitations to a Gerhty, very unpatriotic," hed

"It has its funny side," she said "Mr Seepidge pretended that he was

carrying out a legitimate order--a book of poems Isn't that absurd?"

"Ha, ha!" said Bones hollowly