Freeland tribune. (Freeland, Pa.) 1888-1921, 1902-02-12

Just then some one arrayed in a long
coat and balancing Il comforting UNI
brella reached their side. 1t was the
young man from Schermerhorn's
Come back into the lobby, Miss NoS
ris, while | call hanson for you"
"A hanson, Patty. He said han
som. exclaimed Mrs. Wilson, almost
tearfully. What will it cost!'
Il don't know" snapped Patty nerv-
ously, mot as much as Il new bonnet"
A few moments later he escorted
them to the waiting hanson, raised his
hat gravely, looked just once into Pat
tvs brown eyes and away they whirl-
ed in the blackness of the night.
AT their apartment Mrs. Wilson, cov-
eiing her beloved confection of chiffon
and roses with handkerchief, rushed
into the hall, leaving Patty to settle the
bill. The latter was strangely silent un-
til they were brushing their hair. wheI
she suddenly burst forth in wrath:
1T Is bad enough. Connie. to rail in
public over ruined hat, but to bewai;
the price Of a hanson is unforgiva-
ble."
"Why-why'- gasped Mrs. Wilson.
''He paid the hackman, that's ALL
groaned Patty, and she threw herself
face downward in her pillows. murmur-
ing, "He needn't think that just be-
cause he saved my life he can paq my
hack fare"
And yet inconsistently she took
strange pleasure in recalling the look
in his dark gray eyes when he leaned
forward.
A month later Mrs. Wilson came
home radiant.
"Theres an opening, Patty, dear, in
our Office, and you must take it quick.
There are dozens of applications, but
have the promise"'
And the next day Patty handed in
her resignation to Schermerhorn & Co.,
to take effect OH Saturday. With the
last day came word that Mr.. Frawley
would like to see Miss Norris before
she left. For once she relaxed the rule
and asked one of the girls who Mr..
Frawley was.
"Oh, he's the company" responded
the girl carelessly.
After drawing her last pay envelope
Patty crossed to the main Office and
was ushered into smaller room. The
ubiquitous young man of the gray eyes
rose to receive her.
"Mr. Frawley has sent for me-" she
began with just the suggestion of Il
flush in her cheeks.
81 am Mr.. Fra wley," replied he, and
the gray eyes danced at her confusion.
Il wanted to tell you, Miss Norris. that
while we regret to lose your valuable
services we are glad to know you are
securing a position better suited-to-
er-your tastes and abilities. l trust
you will not forget-us:'
The gray eyes were looking most
pleadingly into hers. The flush crcpt
closer and closer to the soft brown
hair.
Il am afraid I've been very rude
sometimes. Mfr. Frawley," she mur-
INJURED in low voice. But you know
it was all so new to me, and l felt-oh.
1 can't tell you just how did feel"'
81 think l understand, Miss Norris.
II hope l shall see you again. May
T.
I'VE live at the Jerome apartments,
Mrs. Wilson and land we are al
ways home Tuesday evenings"
The gray eyes thanked her eloquent
ly, and she walked rapidly from the
Office.
That night at the dinner table Mrs.
Wilson rambled on happily: Il really
don't think it has hurt you, dear. You
had to gain business experience some
how-and'-
NO" replied Patty absently. 1T has
done no HARM" but she was thinking
not of the experience. but of the glad
light in the gray eyes when she had
told him he might call.