"Courage, Dearie," said Bob, taking Elphye by the Rings. "Your little Playmate is erased from the map." Elphye upset two Rolling Chairs and one Interne getting from the Convalescent Department to the open Air. Annie found the poor Bankrupt much improved as to Pulse and Temperature. He told her the whole Story of how his Lady Fair had canned him because he was no longer a Live One. She held his hand and pushed back his Locks and told him that any Girl with a Heart would stick closer than ever to her Selection when he was under the Rollers. Just then a Messenger from McCusick came in and showed Bob that by going Short and standing pat he was $1,800,000 to the Desirable. After that, Bob was known up and down the Street as The Wizard. Annabelle, remembering how they had got to her Father, made him cut out the Margins and put the whole Chunk into listed Securities and Real Estate. He wanted to stick around and parlee up to a Billion, but she raised a most emphatic Nixey. He was so used to taking orders from her as a Trained Nurse that he cut out speculating and played Safe. The whole game was punk for months after, so every one said he had been a Wise Mug for backing away. The Missus allows him a light one (mostly Vermouth) before Dinner each evening and has taught him a private Signal which means that she is ready to duck and go Home. At present they are in Paris, where she is working to get the same hilarious _Tout Ensemble_ formerly exhibited by Elphye, the Ex-Empress of the White Light Reservation. The latter went to see a Lawyer when she learned that she had been tricked out of her Happiness. Unfortunately for her, she had nothing on Robert, thanks to his native shrewdness and Mr. Bell, who invented the Telephone. She is now playing Utility Parts in a Stock Company in Pennsylvania. The Jewels pelted at her by Bob are much admired by the Gallery. MORAL: The City holds no Peril for those who cherish Lucky Ideals. THE NEW FABLE OF SUSAN AND THE DAUGHTER AND THE GRAND-DAUGHTER, AND THEN SOMETHING REALLY GRAND Once there was a full-blown Wild Peach, registered in the Family Bible as Susan Mahaly. Her Pap divided his time between collecting at a Toll-Gate and defending the Military Reputation of Andy Jackson. The family dwelt in what was then regarded by Cambridge, Mass., as the Twilight Zone of Semi-Culture, viz., Swigget County, Pennsylvania. Susan wore Linsey-Woolsey from Monday to Saturday. She never had tampered with her Venus de Milo Topography and she did not even suspect that Women had Nerves. When she was seventeen she had a Fore-Arm like a Member of the Turnverein. She knew how to Card and Weave and Dye. Also she could make Loose Soap in a kettle out in the Open Air. Susan never fell down on her Salt-Rising Bread. Her Apple Butter was always A1. It was commonly agreed that she would make some Man a good Housekeeper, for she was never sickly and could stay on her Feet sixteen hours at a Stretch.