Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1901-06-23

Miss Sargent sat down by the desk
in the Office and wrote upon one of her
carls: Il understood that you we're to
be in at this hour. 1t seems that | have
made a mistake
She had an impulse to underscore the
last word, so that he might know that
he might know that the mistake was
not in the hour, but in her permitting
the gentleman to whisper tales of love
on the previous evening when he had
escorted her home from a musicale, or,
in the language of the Carrot, a howl"
in Walter F~arnsworth's rooms.
Please put this in Mr.. Lamoine's
studio" she said, giving the card to
Jim.
The janitor took the card and thrust
it into a side pocket OF his jacket. Then
he started as if some one had stuck a
pin into him and began to nod his head
like a restless horse. This is a sign
with Jim that he had remembered
something, but Miss Sargent was not
aware of It, for she had been only a few
weeks in Bohemia and was just begin
ming to get acquainted with the pro-
vinces and personages of that country.
Jim had remembered that another
young lady had called a few minutes
before and had given him a note on a
card to be put in Mr.. Farnsworths
rooms. The act of putting the card
into his pocket reminded him, for that
was just what he had done with the
other. When Miss Sargent had gone,
faithful jim ferried him up stairs in
the elevator and put the cards into the
rooms. He put Miss %Sargent's card
upon Mr.. Farnsworth's piano and Miss
Grace W~hitington's card upon Mr.. La
MONIES writing table. The reason that
he got them mixed up was because he
was Jim.
Miss Sargent walked away from the
Carrot feeling very much hurt 1t was
evident that Mr.. Lamoine was a trifier
one OF those irresponsible creatures
that, the books say, make up the bulk
of Bohemia's p~opuation. This was
what she was thinking when suddenly
she came face to face with Mr.. La
moine. n
The gentleman had just been to a bar
Der shop, and his cheeks were smooth
and glowing. A razor always improved
his appearance very much. but be had 4
! habit of neglecting the barber for four
or five days in succession. 1t was q
! characteristic Of Bohemia, and Of La
moline individually, that he should get
! himself shaved on the morning after a
| social gathering, and not before that
| event
On the occasion he looked very trim
All handsome, but he did not seem 20
| appreciate the seriousness Of the situa-
ton, and Helena was doubly attended
with him. He was a young man WHO
on the previous evening had pledged
her his sacred honor as readily as he
would have pawned his watch land
| that's as readily as words can say.
and yet he babe her good morning as IL
nothing had happened. His manner
, was frank, hearty and boyish. 1t was
| so hard to be angry with him.
why didn't you wait for me?" he
| demanded. I had to go out, and l told
| Jim to let you into the studio. |
thought you wouldn't mind waiting
there just a few minutes. / left word
that it was a very important matter
that had called me away"
AS a matter OF fact, he was going to
borrow sic.
1.-The janitor gave me a message"
| said Miss Sargent coldly.
Lamoine raised both his clinched
hands above his head.
"I1l break Jim's back" he cried.
often have / forgiven him, but this
time ne Uics- No~ picdSc NoAc my Acs
and let yourself in
But I thought other ladies were to
be there" she objected. Il did not
know you asked ne alone"
They may not have come yet" re-
| piled Lamoine glfbiy. And, anyhow,
it doesn't make the slightest difference.
| There's no reason CT this earth why
you can't come to my studio"
And he proceeded to adduce the most
unanswerahle arguments with such elo-
quence that within 1ye minutes the
prstty little Puritan uas tripping mar
nv tcxazn ~ c.rrat. U1te ~ lnteh-