Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1905-03-17

Come on, he'll let you look AZ EN-
liell lie glad to- And then yOu'il see
what you can do with these"
couldn't think of it-impossible-
perfect stranger" protested Bransfield.
But Jack was already in the hail.
Bransfield took last rtgrciful look
at the e'eganf little sitting room which
could never he his and made linger-
ing and wistful exit. Imme lately he
was aware of big handsome fellow in
dinner coat who stood by an open
door at the other end of the hall
What does he look like. Jack" he
demanded in heavy, deep toned voice
which he had tried to suppress to
whisper. And then he caught sight OF
Bransfield in the broad light from the
doorway. Certainly" he cried. De
lighted. Come in, won't you:'
The manner OF this Invitation was
most fiattering. involving the instant
recognition which a gentleman values.
especially after three months Of such
humliatiOns as attend the dreary proc
ess of looking for II job" Bransfield
permitted himself to be usherrd into an
apartment which was mans room at
the first glance, full of such things as a
fellow of spirit gathers and values.
having the simplicity AMI directncSS of
tie old college style. with gleanings
from. the broader world harmoniously
added.
ro1N MI nj l,;, T..
too good to he true You must under
stand" he added. that I'm more or
less of crank. | take strong likes and
dislikes, and, really. If you could have
seen your predecessor
''He was pretty loud for fair" said
Jack. Il always spoke well of him
while he was here, hut he was whole
band wagon; that's what he was
Allen raised his right forefnger with
an almost imperceptihle gesture. which
had an immediate and beneficial effect
upon the too exuberant janitor.
Il think heard the bell, sir" said he.
"1'll be back in a jiIfy."
I'm one month" said Allen. closing
the door, eve can train that boy up to
the level of the ideal. AS for taking
care of the rooms. there never was his
equal, and his cheerfulness is worth so
off the rent But he's been spoiled"
And Allen frowned in the direction of
the front rooms.
Il am afraid you may he diSappoint-
ed il me as neighbOr" said Brans-
field. Il am not Stealthy Foot. the hui
man mouse. | make some noise once in
awhile"
1T isn't what a man does; it's what
lie is," responded Allen. You may eel
ebrate the Fourth of July every day in
the year if you feel like it. Your prede-
cessor's loudness was not so much au-
dible as visible He wore an automobile
lamp on the third finger of each hand.
and all his acquaintances We're out Of
town customers whom he used to hold
firmly by the arm as he led them up
stairs. The air was full of dollar signs
after they had passed"
''No such nimbus has surrounded
me-" said Bransfield, ''since the Farrell
company
''By jngo" exclaimed Allen. You're
Edgar Bransfeld of that aluminium
concern. A fellow pointed you out to
me one day-ciassmate of yours. I'm a,
Cornell man, too: freshman when you
We're senior, so of course you don't
remember me. It's pity that COM
pany of yours went up, but of course Il
fellow of your reputation wouldn't have
any difficulty in making another con-
nection."
The fact is" stammered BranSfield,
'1-L.haven't done it yet. and perhaps
that's why I'm feeling economical"
quite So" responded Allen. But,
after all, those rooms are good enough.
| don't see anything in this eXtrava
CANT living. Why pay for a lot of ele-
vators and uniformed lackeys and 9th