The Courier. (Genoa, Nev.) 1899-1904, 1900-11-16

chs mother promised TO do what sh'
could. for she liked Mr. Doan. Still
Mary would not listen TO reason. Sh'
said If she had money it might be diff
ferent. for then people could not say
she saved the man for his money Il
| was really a silly and foonsn position
she had taken. but Young women ds
silly and foolish things more time:
than few. Mr.. Doan thought there
might be 3 younger man, but said
nothing.
One morning q week later Mary re
ceiyed note asking her to call at Mr.
/ Doan's office. Greatly puzzled, she
went. and Mr. Doan and another man
were waiting for her. The other mar
was Mr.. Deans lawyer
MARY" said Mr.. Doan. after the
usual salutations and an introduc-
ton. "can you give me a dollar?"
Mary took out her thin little purse
and found three quarters, three nick
els and dime. which she handed over
to Mr.. Doan without a question.
I'D like to borrow nickel of it for
car fare" she laughed nervously.
you won't need il. Miss Howard, -
said the lawyer politely.
Here are some papers. Mary" said
Mr.. Dean. handing her large packet.
You won't unders and them If you
look at them. so | will merely tell you
that they are deeds TO all the real
property l own and include the GER
tiicates of all the stocks in my pos
session. Indeed. everything is there
If you will look them over. They are
yours
Mary. in dazed fashion. opened the
packet, and the only thing she could
read was: know Al Men By These
they cant all be telling stories
This explanation did not quite suit
Mr.. Doan. but Mary was quick-wit-
ted. and he let it GO ss she put it.
81 presume" he said apologetically.
81 Ought to have told you 80 before.
because have known ii ever since the
first day saw you. but you seemed
to me to be a lady. and l did not
want you To think that was not a
gentleman"
And | am q lady. Mr.. Doan, as my
mother was and still is, but I am a
lady in distress, as the story-tellers
have it. Two years ego my father
died, leaving us nothing but little
house away out In the suburbs. where
my mother and brother live. He never
was rich. but he was a gentleman.
and when he left US poor. somebody
had to do something. and took this
place. II was the only thing | could
do for wages right from the start,
and we needed something to live on.
My brother found place In a store.
and between US we manage to live"
You're as good girl as you are
pretty. Mary" said Mr.. Doan, land
must go out and see that mother of
yours."
So he did. too. and came back with
very agreeable impressions of the
sweet old lady of 90 that he had met.
Mary" he said on the following
Sunday. how would you like me TO
be your father?"
You are quite old enough TO be-"
she said, sharply, but you are not
old enough TO be my mothers hus-
band. If that is what you are leading
up to-"
II don't know about that" he
laughed. "a woman's heart Is always
young"
But Mary did not like the subject.
and went out without continuing the
conversation. Half an hour later as
she vas carrying a roll Of quilts across
the hal. in front of the elevator, into
which Mr.. Doaa had just stepped that
always uncertain method of iocomo-
ton got loose and started down the
shaft for the bottom. seven floors be-
low. Mary knew what was coming or
going. rather. and with scream sne
dashed the roll of quilts into the open
door. The cage had only slight start
and the quilts were caught and
wedged in between the floor and the
elevator roof and the downward move
nent stopped with noise like wheel
taking a rubber brake Mary dropped
in faint. Mr.. Doan almost had a
spasm in the elevator where he was
boxed up. the elevator boy came run
ming from a room where he had gone
TO deliver message, somebody turned
in fire alarm and the whole place
was in an uproar. The firemen were
restrained from turning the hose
on Mr.. Doan, and busied themselves
rigging timbers in the elevator shaft
below the cage TO catch il. when the
quilts were Withdrawn, and presently
Mr. Doan came down with a thump,
and walked out scared almost white.
The papers next morning had a.
whole column about 1t. with a large
picture OF Mary, the Dig headlines
about the heroism of chambermaid.
Ii happened on Friday, and on Sunday
Mary was at her post again. When
Mr.. Doan saw her he did not wait to
ask her about the flowers he had sent
to her house. nor about his having
called to see her withou; seeing her.
MARY" he said. in the matter of
fact way of man OF 30, you saved
my life. and / want 10 do something
to show my appreciation of IT,"