Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1901-09-21

stay, too Twelfth moor. Going DOWN."
why, confound it, sir" cried the
agent, you talk as if you owned this
building
why nota" ASKED George, the imper-
turbable
The agent stared at him and drew
back a little. What do you mean?" he
cried.
You get your authority here from
Attorney Jethro Browning" said George
without looking at him. And Attorney
Browning acts as trustee for the Francis
estate"
Yes said the agent sharply. "What
of that?"
Il am the Francis estate" said George
Francis Garvin mildly. Ground floor,
all OUT
This time the agent needed the an
nouncement and stepped from the car.
His ford face was pale.
'The boy stays?" asked George, with
the slightest interrogative infection
"The boy stays replied the agent.
Good morning." said George, po-
litely.
AS the discounted official passed
through the outer door a radiant vision
entered. 1t was Miss Mary Armstrong
in her new summer attire, and Miss
Mary was lovely girl and her attire
was decidedly fetching.
AS George saw her coming he stood a
little straighter.
Fourth floor, please she said as she
tripped into the car. Then she looked
up and recognized the new elevator man
with little gasp.
But he paid no attention to her as he
latched the iron door and drew OH the
hosting rope. He was the elevator man
now. Besides, it was this girl who had
told him he had no object in life; that
he had no heart, no sympathy. True,
he had tantalized her by his languid in
difference, but her words were unneces-
sarily hard. She had abruptly parted
with him with intentional GOODNESS and
had not asked him to call again. And
she was the one girl in all the world
whose good opinion he valued most
What would she think of him now?
Fourth floor" he said, and he stop
ped the car with beautiful exactness.
Thirteenth, please" said Miss Mary,
with a touch of wonderment in her voice
that conveyed the impression that he
must have misunderstood her.
Sorry" said George, without looking
round, but it's against the rules to run
the elevator any higher than the roof"
The twelfth will do" said Miss
Mary, as if graciously yielding disput-
ed point Then she sweetly added, But
l fear l will have to report you for a
lack of willingness to oblige your pat
rons."
Il must call your attention, ma am"
said George, ito the fact that patrons are
requested not to converse with the ele-
vator boy while on duty. 1t distracts
his attention. Twelfth floor"
Going down, please" announced
Miss Mary. Then she gently murmured,
Il don't suppose there is any rule against
a patron talking to herself, is there"
He did not answer. Il wonder why he
is running an elevator?" she softly so]'~
loquized. Il suppose it's because of a
bet Men always do queer things be-
cause of bet. | wish it was for some
other reason, for he certainly runs it
very we'll. I've no doubt he could do
many things very we'll if he tried. He
needs an honest friend to tell him So"
She paused, but George did not look
round.
Ground floor, all out" he said and
reached across as he pushed back the
iron door,
Miss Mary sat still.
And Just then boy ran in from the
sidewalk. His face was glowing, his
breath was short.
ooh. Mr.. Garvin!" he cried. did
you have any trouble replied George,
as he stepped from the car, and your
! job is safe"
ooh, thank you, Mr.. Garvin." cried
the grateful boy. Il found father very
soon-an just in time to save him from
TIL patrol. An mother sends your her
blessin', sir
Thank you," said George. "Your
car is waiting"
1T was awful cheeky of me to let a
gentleman like you take my place FIN
ished the boy; Il didn't think~what I
was dom until afterwards, sir"
That will do, Jamie" said George,
and turned from him.
And then a vision in white suddenly
confronted him in the doorway of the
car.
George" said Miss Mary Armstrong.
1t was the first time she had called him
by his first name old friend that he
was. and she couldn't have said it more
softly If she had added dear"
He looked around at her, his face
flushing, and lifted his hat.
George" l said, as he stepped to-
ward him, "came down to ask papa to
go with me to luncheon-but I'd rather
go with you. Will you take me?"
He bent forward quickly and whis-
pered something that brought the quick
color to her cheeks.
Going up" called Master Jamie, as