The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1903-02-27

Inere mad been an abundance OF
space on the through train from New
York. SO when after two days stop at
st. Augustine. Mabel Waring con-
tinued her journey toward Palm Beach
she neglected her customary precau.
ton Of securing seat in advance.
So with the folds of her dainty trav.
cling skirt held gingerly between her
gloved fingers, Mabel Waring a.
tered one Of the common cars and
moved down the rows of passengers
until, near the far end. a girl made
room for her
The man and woman in the seat OPP
posite, and the woman ahead, might
be like herself, without a choice in
the matter. And that nice old man
with the white hair, and the tall young
man on the end seat who. She
dropped her gaze quickly and turned
with heightened color to the girl at
her side, who all this time had been
watching and waiting with eager.
wistful recognition in her eyes.
"Ah, Miss Warning" she whispered,
g. saw you on the platform, and was
hopihS SCI a NhdhNV W 'h'>'''s
you for that delightful trip last sum-
mer. haven't been able to see you
since"
"Why, yes, to be sure. How stupid
of me-" and in Mabel's expressive face
was now a quick interest which atoned
for her former lack of recognition. IL
always liked your counter, for you
seemed SO interested in what bought,
and so anxious not to mislead."
YES" and the girls eyes sparkled
at being so well remembered, "she
married a Florida man and went to
West Palm Beach. He keeps a store.
I am going there now. You see, I'm
not strong enough for the confinement
of store work, SO Bessie wrote for me
to come and try to get the public
school. One of her husbands custom
ers is the trustee. and they seem to
think ! will have a good chance. No
one has applied for the position yet"
"That will be nice" Mabel declared,
$50 much better than store work.
think"
One morning, few days after reach.
ing Palm Beach. Mabel took out her
purse to tip a waiter, and was sur.
prised to find how small an amount
Of money there was left. II was odd
how money slipped away in a place
like this. She must have another draft
casbed at once.
Her drafts were made in amounts of
one hundred dollars each, for conven-
fence; and were kept in a small leath.
er case among her stationery. She
opened the trunk and reached in con.
fidently; then. as her hand did not
come in contact with the case, raised
the trunk.lid higher and made more
careful search. But the case did not
reveal itself; and from the Stationery
she began a hurried examination of
the entire contents of the trunk, and
then went to another trunk. and
another. and repeated the process. But
1t was no use, and at last she rose and
went to a window which overlooked
the sea, perpleXed and annoyed. What
had become of the drafts? She had
cashed one at st. Augustine, she re.
membered, and then-why, yes, GER
tainly. she had gone directly to her
room from the office. OF course she
had returned the case to its usual
place. Had it been stolen? She made
a quick gesture of dissent at the
thought. No, she would not believe
that. 1t was only her carelessness.
But 1t was gone; that was the main
point. Now what was she to do? Her
uncle had started for Europe, and she
would not even know his address for
another two weeks. IL would be a
month or more before the drafts could
be replaced. OF course she could go
to the hotel manager and explain the
situation to him; but that would be
humiliating. and, besides, there were
the little everyday expenses of boats
and curiosity stores and magazine