The daily tribune., 1907-09-16
HIS DEVOTION

jamie, the once boy, was growing
up. II was not merely the long trouE
ers; II Was the look Ia his eyes.
The sympathetic little stenoSraphsr,
~ she extracted hand mirror from
the middle drawer, chanced to notice
Jamie eating his luncheon sandwich
behind the screen. Something new IN
his appearance caught her interest.
She stopped patting the heavy brown
braid whici she wears like = coronet
on her pretty head and, walking over,
took chair near him.
What Is It, Jamies" she asked, con.
hdenttally.
What's whatr ne temporized,
meeting her gaze.
Then she knew that q new star had
come into his sky and that his eyes
were shining with the reflection Of its
brightness.
IT'S some girl" she asserted. and
smiled at him coaxingly. The whole
once force confides In the s,enogra.
pher. She has way.
ITS the only GIRL said the boy,
unabashed. He was gazing abstract
edly at his next sandwich.
Miss Wellner studied him JAMIE"
| she said, "once there was king He
| offered a prize to the one OF his SUBJ
| jects who should make the 'wisest re-
mark. 30 all the wise men tried their
best. and got up lot of profound,
long-winded speeches. But at last.
one man put Ave simple. short words
together, and the king thought his re-
mark was. 30 wise that he gave him
the prize on the spot"
| "What'd e say?" Jamie inquired,
with automatic politeness. His
thoughts were far of.
away"
Jamie was listening now. The story
had filtered through his dreams, and
the last sentence startled him.
Say that again. he demanded.
This. too. will pass away"
HIM" returned jamie. beginning
on his sandwich. Don't you fret!"
When the stenographer came in
from luncheon the next day. she found
Jamie behind the screen again, still
with that look on his face.
Whats the filing In your sand.
wiches?" she asked. Green cheese
and rainbows?"
He smiled induigently. as she
dropped into chair near his corner.
Come. why don't you tell me her
nams?" she began.
Don't know 1t myself, yet" he an
swered. composedly. Only saw her
at q show. But know fellow that
knows . fellow that knows her"
A rev days later he emerged from
behind the screen on tiptoe.
Want to see her handwriting he
whispered to the stenographer.
"A letteri" she exclaimed. greatly
amused. We'll. jamie. you certainly
are coming on
"'Tisn't to Newell. guess not!
It's what she wrote to fellow
know"
Then how did you get it?'
"Oh. he didn't want II. II throws
him down. you know. He'd asked her
to go to a show. but she was going
with two others already. 'Twasn't her
fault"
Two others.'
my. yes! She has to do that way
She's popular. ] tell you"
But do the boys like that?"
Like I'll They take what they can
get. They'd hang on to a window-sill
by their teeth any time Just to look
at her Say. I'm going to be intro
duced tonight. You wait"
| The sympathetic stenographer went
away for vacation next day. She
had been devoting considerable
thought to a man who was-not like
Jamie. Now that she had decided
that he was not worth thinking about
she found herself needing change. rest
diversion. The arm that employed
her appreciated her services and tolt
her to stay away until she was read,
to come back. After six weeks she
walked into the once again. brighI
and courageous.
Everything else seemed so different
to her that she was startled to fnt
the look in Jamie's eyes unchanged.
rs II the same girl YETI she asked
him at the first opportunity.
His boyish eyes rebuked her. "Wht
else?" he asked.
Jamie. you child" she cried. I'm
puIsively. The dew's still on you
can see II sparkle"
"s'pose you mean I'm fresh ant
green7"
Il mean that ] wish knew few
grown up men Just like YOU"
jamie understood without under
standing. and II moved him 10 pull ou
his gunmetal watch.
"i'll let you look" he said. openini
the back lid.
A smile curved her lips rs sh'
glanced at the crude little picture
Her own likeness had been In the II,
OF several watches. 30 she was les
. Impressed than Jamie had intende,