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UPRISE, CANTON, N. C. .Ullllllllli lilllllllllllllllllllllll tiuiiiinyiii lllllllllllllll IIUIIIIIIIIIIMIIIIIllllllllllllllll.1llllllllllHllillllll'lllllHlfllllllllllil The Thirteenth Commkndment By RUPERT HUGHES Copjri4*M by Harper 4 Brotban |MliHiiiii..iiii..mimmiiiHm.iiimimiiiiiiiMiii.iiiH DAPHNE DISCOVERS THAT HER MONEY WIlX NOT 60 FAR •;n BUYING A TROUSSEAU IN NEW YOfiK. Synopsis.—Clay Wimburn, a young New Yorker oa a visit to Cleveland, meets pretty Daphne Kip, whose brother Is lvn the same office with Clay In Wall street After a whirlwind courtship they become engaged. CHAPTER III—Continued. Mr. Gassett smiled. "Not old Wesley Kip's girl?" "1 believe I did hear Miss Kip call her father Wesley." "Well, I'd like to help Wes out. suppose I might take a chance, you think you can pay for the ring in ninety days?" "Easily!" Wimburn would have promised to tear down the world and rebuild it in ninety days. ,'• "I shall have to add a little to the • price for the risk and the accommodation." "Anything you like," said Clay magnificently. "Call it two hundred dollars," "Certainly!" One could hardly haggle over an engagement ring. '.'I'll ask you to sign a little dpcu- "With pleasure." He would have signed an agreement to surrender a pound of his flesh Clay hurried out to find Daphne fasten-on her the glittering gyve. He might have taken further alarm from the immense and greedy rapture Daphne revealed at the sight of the petrified dewdiop sot in the goldt circlet. Women are all misers when It comjis to diamonds. Wimburn noted only the joy the bauble gave to Daphne, and the pretty submissiveness with which she poked out her slender finger and slid it into the fetter. He felt that the kiss of ] affiance was worth years of hard labor. It was hard and bitter to rend their cemented hearts in twain, but he had to go at last. She floated him to the station in the little car and waved hii through the iron paling. She was ui Imaginably precious and pitiful as sli Sjoou there, add he wanted to blubber ^«**heii the vestibule was slammed shut [ and the train slid out of the station like a merciless snake. He vowed that he would work with the strength of ten and pile up a fortune in the bank for her. But first lie must pile up enough to pay for that ■gglltaire. Clay wrote Dapline a fat letter every day. He usually sneaked it in among his business correspondence and took great pains that it should never miss the Lake Shore limited five-thirty in the afternoon. A special-delivery stamp pui the lettei Daphne's hands every next foren But after the letter had gone he usually remembered that he had omitted to include some message of frightfully important urgence. So he had to send her every night a night letter, and frequently of mornings he must are off a day letter. These cost only sixty cents apiece, but often he had to send them in double or triple length. Kor occasions where time was yet more unendurable there was the telephone—a pittance of three dollars and twenty-five cents for the first three minutes, and a dollar and five cents for each additional minute or fraction thereof would bring his lips to Daph- From the little rubber mouth of the receiver her voice came to him as from a distant star by interplanetary early marriage. Her father grot! at the thought of the wedding penses, but consoled himself wit Pisgah-sight of the Canaan when the last of his dear children should be living at another man's cost. Mrs. Kip made one stipulation; "I won't let Daphne sneak away to ^New York and be married by a justice of the peace or a coroner or who< does such things in New York. She must have a church wedding andla home reception." \ Daphne accepted this unanimously-, with one amendment. "I must go to New York to get my "Of course," said Mrs. Kip. "Of course not!" said Mr. Kip. "Why not?" said Mrs. Kip. "The expense is the why not 1 What's the use of spending'a fortune on clothes? The money that goes out for these honeymoons might better be turned Into the wedding fund. . Lord knows Daphne will need dollars more if she marries that yo Daphi £ felloi ,'olt. "Oil 1 this but I'll be glad everlasting talk money! I hate it. I hate to take it from you. If it weren't for the disgrace I'd bring to you and mamma I wouldn't accept a cent; I'd be married in my old bathrobe. Thank heaven, I'm marrying a man who doesn't hang onto every penny like grim death." •n heart she did not realize ivous wound she dealt the battered old heart of her father till he sighed: "I was like him when I was his age. Maybe he'll be like me when he's mine. If I had been more of a miser then I guess I'd be less of one now." Then Daphne caught the hunted, hounded look behind his spectacles and flung herself in his arms, weeping: "Forgive me, daddy. I'm a little o you s I dot ixcited. I'll get only the simplest things, and some day when Clay and I are rich I'll pay you back a thousandfold." He patted her and kissed her gawk- ily, and, manlike, having gained his point, threw it away: "You get whatever is best and nicest. You're the pirtiest girl in Ohio and you're going to have the finest wedding ever was seen in Cleveland. And I'll find the money all right, never you fear." He had just remembered a bit of real estate that had not yet been decorated with a second mortgage. He bad bought it secretly with the proceeds of a windfall. That was his double life. Instead of spending money surr "'■ tiously on dissipations, 'when h' a bit of luck he sneaked out r vested it in something he co- row money on in a crisis. T never failed him. So Daphne wrote to her I she was coming to New " a trousseau for her we dearest boy on earth, w' would not tell him till Her letter crossed a ard, who began it apology fo>* his uniting liom.e. "I suppose I'd better postpone my wedding till we get Bayard off our hands." "That's a fine idea!" her father exclaimed. It was always-a Joy to him to defer an expense. Mrs. Kip flung him u glare and Daphne rolled her eyes in distress, but he redeemed himself with an unexpectedly graceful turn. "It lets us keep Daphne with us a little longer." Daphne wrote tins new decision to Clay. He sent back a letter that fairly howled with protest. When Daphne told her parents of Clay's angttlsn they made light of it. It was a long, lorg while since they had been young. They had learned that marriages contain surprises that may sometimes be postponed without misfortune. Bayard did not write again for several days. This time he wrote to Daphne: Dear Sis—Tours ot no date (as usual) received and beautiful can hardly believe that land Appolo (or however supbose, Before I could write you plodted in the office. Head: I to think. Thts is -Sub- When I know who the Sho ia he? Borne Cleve- however you spell it), 1 i'"t\ Selling ag. doi-ieher know. Was worrying* over not being able to accept your\ kind offer to pay me a visit. Then the I blessed wifelet darlingly suggested thajt her sweet sister-in-law-to-be should eon-e to New York and make our apartment her home while she shops. We won't get back from honeymoon hike for six weeks at least. You and mother just settle down there until you have finished shopping. Will leave key and instructions with superintendent The letter ended with the usual oceans of love and kisses and the usual haste, lit set the family to pondering. Old Wesley was the first to speak and hisj'train of thought startled the women: ! "So he's going to get married tomorrow. That's awful sudden! Saves us buying a weeding present, though!" When he had recovered from the impact of his Wife's look he saved himself again wjth a quick, pleading suggestion : "What I wns thinking was— it leaves rhore money for Daphne's The poor wretch had grown used to seeing unexpected gifts of fortune float into view like soap bubbles, drift close in Iridescent loveliness, and then wink out, leaving hardly a damp spot. As soon as he had bravely added what he had saved from his sou's wedding to what he had already voted to his daughter's trousseau he was doomed to learn that Daphne could not start East to buy clothes to get married in until she had bought some clothes to start East in. And, besides that, she could not go East alone, and her mother could not go with her un- "Have a good time, honey, and If you see anything you absolutely got to Nave, just you get it. And if the money you got isn't enough, why, I'll get more somehow. You can isually depend on your old dad to do his He felt repaid when his bea«atiful child cried, "I know I can! you angel!" and reached high and drew his head down like a faithful camel's. He never told her that she was squeezing his eyeglasses into his nose. He managed not to sneeze at the exquisite agony of her curls tickling his nostrils, au,d she feasted his hungry ear with eager gratitude. Daphne slept little that night in her Pullman pigeonhole; she was too busy with her thoughts, and the wheels made a banjo of the rail*. But she was glad of her insomnia. Even better than sleeping well is staying awake well. The train was on time and rolled chariot-smoothly into the Grand Central station. Clay Wimburn was there by special dispensation from the office, and he had had the forethought to secure a permit to come down to the platform. He told the station rj that he had a crippled aunt to He did not tell Mrs. Kip that. He let her believe that all doors opened to him. Daphne had not finished pointing her hand luggage to the redcap e about her. She veral swee and meant to staff and thr : Mot.1' Wimburn, lie only one who I "*£.]*" *°«truction was abiy when Clay's turned to draw her trusty "Sir!" but smothered it o her mother ne saying: "That's not for Bayard; that's for me. How are you, mamma!" Mrs. kip blushed and squealed she had squealed long ago when her first lover stole the first kii After making arrangements about the baggage with magnificence and tipping the porter like a freshly baked millionaire, Clay taxicabbed them to Mr. and Mrs. Bayard's apartment house, a towering habitable chimney on Fifty-ninth street, overlooking Central park and Columbus circle. The convenience and ingenuity of the apartment enchanted Daphne, seemed impossible that all this luxury, this ozone of wealth, could be secured in so small a space, on part of one floor, the twelfth of a building. Everything came up in baskets by pulley— people, food, everything; It was like monastery in the mountains—with some differences. She was grateful beyond words to the young man who embraced her and stared over her shoulder—over her left shoulder—at the tiny of the streets and the toy park. She said to him "Oh, Clay, this is heaven! What do you say to our having an apartment just like this? Let's!" She felt in the arm about her a sudden slackening. The chin on her shoulder seemed to weigh heavier. "Er—ft—would be nice," said Clay. She turned out of his embrace and looked at him. He explained: "Do you kuow how much Bayard pays for the: rooms and two baths?" "No." "Well, I've been looking about for a little nest for ns, and I priced like this. They charge twenty-five hundred dollars a year!" She asked, shyly. "And that's more that, we can afford?" She had no idea what salaries were paid to fairy princes in this city of fabulous wealths. She had merely a glamorous Impression that her lover was there to get what she wanted. "Well, we could afford It, all right," he laughed, meekly, "If we could eat the view aud wear the altitude. But talked about money, ey, have we? I suppose we ought don't want to give you any false )i-essions. Shall we talk about it v?" (aphoe sat suddenly. She felt as a anger to tall buildings feels when express elevator starts downward. She had rejoiced to think that she is escaping from her father's nag- ig dollai (I light. somely &K*t& Mi* Sip MMMwi t» catch a glimj»e of the bill for the meal. It made her heart ache till «he noted that Clay gave the waiter * dollar bill for the tip, without visible excitement on either side. She resolved that Mr. Wimburn must be very rich or very rash. *xt morning the attack on the i Shops began In earnest. Clay did not j h with them, and so Daphne and ; her mother ate In the restaurant of a j department store and paid for their meal. It made a difference. i the bargain prices for food totaled up unpleasantly, and Mrs. Kip missed Clay's shining presence. The chaos of tile styles was so complete that the two women decided to retire and study out their campaign on the war maps. They began to make out lists and t*.3y cp price*. The afternoon went by, ;p-q they had accomplished little except, an itemized despair. "It's #wful, that's what It is; It's sjmply awful," Mrs. Kip walled. "It costs a fortune to get nothing at all." "I guess I'll go home and be an old maid," said Daphne. "Dad's money wouldn't buy me enough to get married in Sandusky." I But when Clay arrived to take them out to dinner he brought romance with him. Ue had had a good day at the office. There had been a flurry of hope iu Wall street, and everybody said that the business world had reached the rock bottom of depression and started up again. He celebrated the new era with a twelve-dollar dinner at the Plaza and another theater, and ■ after that he made Mrs. Kip accompany them t» a Weekly Health Talks' A Single Remedy Often Cure* Many Diseases BY VALENTINE MOTT, M. D. / - ' 1" ■ roof garden, where Daphne and he danced with other laity in the intervals between professional dances on the floor and vaudeville turns on the stage. The next day there was another foray on the shops and the dressmakers, with a baffling result. The list of necessaries with their minimum prices began to grow so long and ominous that they decided to give up keeping a list. They would buy what just had to be got, as cheaply as they could, and if they overran their appvoprla. tion papa would simply have to help them out. The wedding date had yet to be fixed and the invitations ordered, with their royal phraseology In the latest formula. They placed the day late enough for Bayard and his wife to get back from Europe. Bayard had not written, ot se, since his marriage, except a brief note from the steamer the day ; landed. But he ha<i set six weeks : the limit of his absence. One evening Clay announced that he had reserved three seats for a new comedy that had opened with success a few nights before. Mrs. Kip**begged to be excused from going. Clay urged her to reconsider her re- isal. "Sure you won't go? You ought : least to see the star, Sheila Kemble. Hiit people say she looks a little like aphne. Of course she doesn't; she's a* a tenth as beautiful or young ot ^tractive, but there is a kind of a ■semblance. And they say she gets a' lousand dollars a week. Daphne mid give her cards and spades and ■at her. Sure you won't go?" "I wouldn't put my poor feet into lose tight slippers tonight to see aphne herself play Lady Macbeth." So Clay and Daphne went alone. After the last act he proposed Clan* K>nt for supper. Daphne accepted ith zest. They entered an open taxl- ib and scudded up the long bias seam f Broadway to Seventy-second street ml whisked across to Riverside drive nd up Its meandering splendor. A Cough That Lasts And will not yield to ordinary remedies must have special treatment Hayes' Healing Honey Stops The Ticklo Heals The Throat Cares The Cough Wonderfully effective in the treatment, ol Coughs, but if the Gough is deep-seated and the Head or Chest is sore, a penetrating salve should be applied. This greatly helps any cough syrup in curing Coughs and Colds. A FREE BOX OF GROVE'S 0-PEN TRJ.TE SALVE f Opens the Pores and Penetrates > For Chest Colds, Head Colds, and Croup, is enclosed with every bottle of HAYES* HEALING HONEY. This is the only cough syrup on the market with which this additional treatment is given. The Salve is also very valuable as a Germicide {or the Nose and Throat. You* get both remedies for the price of one. 35c. Sold by all Druggists. If your Druggist should not have it in stock, he will order it from his nearest Wholesale Druggist. by PARIS MEDICINE COMPANY, MANUFACTURERS OF Grove's Tasteless Chill Tonic SWEET POTATO PLANTS Nancy Hall and Porto Rico 1000 to 9,000 at $2.50; 10.000 at $2:25 per 1.009. F. O. B. express office hire. Post paid: 100. 40c; 500, $1.75; 1.000. $3.00. FROST PROOF CABBAGE PLANTS Br express. F. O. B. here: 1.000, $2.00; 5.000 at $1.75; 10.000 at $1.50. TOMATO PLANTS F. OB. here Postpaid 500', $1.50 1.000, 2.25 Clay and Daphne have a distressing experience when the former's attempt to keep up the pace that he Had set gets him into an embarrassing situation. Daphne's eyes are opened to some things to which she had given little thought. The next installment tells how these things came a,hout. (TO I : CON' NUED.) House Blessing. The beauty of the house is order»' (he blessing of the house is contentment ; the glory of the house la hospl . orowa of. tks havtm !» «" lines* 1.000, 1.75 EGG and PEPPER PLANTS F. O. B. here Post paid 500, $1.25 100. 50c 1.000. 2.25 500. $1.75 D. F. JAMISON, SUMMERVILLE. S. C DIPLOMA Georgia MEANS Alabama Business -, EMPLOYMENT College WRITE FOR CATALOO ECZEMA kly pellered wlta Old Folk's Coughs by Piso's. Stops tion. Tke remedy i fifty years of vi - - ■- PISO'S

The Canton Enterprise (19??–1971) was published in Canton, North Carolina by the Canton Publishing Company. Its preceding title was The Canton Observer (circa 1900-), and succeeding title was The Enterprise (1971-1996).

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  • Date original: 1919-03-14
  • Date digitized: 2020-10-27
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