The Montgomery advertiser., 1904-11-29
THE BOLDNESS
 OF JAMESON
BY JENNIE EDDY.

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 Copyright. 1904. By Daily Story Pub
 Co.)
 It was mid afternoon when Tom Jamieson finished the last cigar in his case. Two ohurs more to New York and nothing in sight to amuse him. He had devoured all the maga- zines on his trip out. Up to the pres- ent moment ne had smoked his way back. There Seemed nothing for it hut two hours of ennui and after that he decided he could better endure from his comfortable seat in the Pull man
 He had not been in since noon. else he might earlier have discovered that there was something on the train which would help the hours to pass with amazing rapidity. He discovered 1t at once on entering his car, for there in the seat in front of his. which had been vacant out of Chicago. sat quite the most charming girl he had seen since--well, since as acknowl- edged leader of an exclusive coterie in New York he had repressed all his emotions under the imperturable ex- terior which was his ideal of good form. Jamieson noticed with satisfac- tion that every detail of the girls equipment was correcti that the elder ly person beside her was likewise ar reproachable in appearance and man ner. Their conversation was distinct ly audible to him and he gathered at once from the flat as and distinct r's that they were from the far west. That was Jamieson's first shock. That sny girl bred outside of his own sphere should have such perfect boise and grace was inoomprehensible. He pom dered the problem while the pair in front busted themselves reading. At last a low laugh reused him. The elder woman looked up at the same time.
 ''Oh,. it is delicious. auntie, Such a situation, and the hero! What splen- 7id nerve! You must read it.
 The girl forced the open magazine Into the unwilling hands of her aunt own story. Jamieson, leaning forward to raise the shade, glanced down at the book.
 What was that story about, any how?'' he wondered. T certainly read It last week. Seems to me that hero with the splendid nerve faked ac- auaintance with a girl he had never met and she~permitted it. knowing the difference all the time. Bad form Bad form!'
 He bought copy to verify his sus- picions, then eagerly awaited the autn's comments. At last she looked up with a doubtful smile.
 Its very we'll told, my dear Jes- sica,' she said, but you know in real life if such a thing ever occurred--I don't suppose it could, of course, but If 1t did happen by any chance. it would be extremely bad form"
 Jessica laughed gleefully.
 Of course. 1t would be bad form. auntie: that's just the point. That's why l admire him. He wanted to meet her so much he couldn't wait for conventions and he simply took charge of events himself. I'd like to meet him--a man with just such stu pendous-"
 Jessiaca stopped to select her word
 She wouldn't say brass or cheek, eecause they're slang, and she speaks we'll" meditated Jamieson. listening shamelessly. She had used nerve once, so I'm betting that she will fin ish out with effrontery.'
 But Jessica did not finish her sem tence. Something in tho scenery at tracted her attention and the story was stopped
 In the days that followed Jamieson often had visions of a lovely, girIish face turned distractingly away from him and a daintily booted foot which had peeped from under mass of laces when the owner had disappeared in the shadows of a cab The initials J. D. seemed transferred from her suit case to his brain. That he should meet her again he was perfectly cer- tain. She evidently was somebody. and Tom Jamieson sooner or later met all the celebrities and aristocrats of the social world. It never occurred to his well-bred' conventional mind to