The Jasper news., 1907-05-02

Wa1ulnS room. Wltn one dCCOIu Iuo
AesDondent occupants of the benches,
turned to look in the direction whence
it came. A young man had entered at
the south door and was making his
way across the floor. His clothes
were those of the well-to-do mechanic;
over his shoulder was slung a canvas
bag of tools. Behind him came col
ored porter bearing step ladder.
The young man paused beneath the
big station clock and glanced up at
the dial. The hands pointed to nine,
in open disregard of the fact that the
afternoon sun was streaming In
through the western windows. Darn
things taken to going two hours fast
day." explained the porter.
Put the ladder here" said the
young man, "and wen soon see what's
gone wrong Still carolling, he
mounted and began observations.
1t still wanted three-quarters of an
hour to the departure of the New York
express, when girl entered. She
glanced round the room, then crossed
over to the full length mirror, which
hung on one Of the walls. After
critical survey of herself she opened
satchel and drew out a hand-glass,
a comb and a perforated chamois pow.
der bag. Raising her spotted veil
she combed to still greater height
her already exaggerated pompadour,
readjusted the angle of her hat, care.
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in the hand-glass the result of her
operations Finally satisfied, she
pulled down her veil, returned the
toilet articles to the bag, and shut it
with snap. She smoothed down her
jacket, hitched out of place by the
raising of her arms; and then, shoul-
ders we'll back, and with an exagger-
alton of the fashionable gait, she
haughtily strolled to an empty bench
and seated herself
The clock-maker had finished his
job TO his liking, and was slowing
descending the ladder. At the sound
of his singing the girl started, and
looked nervously round.
"Jim!" she murmured incredulous-
ly. Then, after moments hesitation,
rose and stealthily moved to bench
directly in front Of the clock
He caught sight of the girl and
paused abruptly.
The girl was elaborately gazing in
direction away from the clock, and
had assumed a pose calculated to
show at once the lines of her figure,
and the abstraction of her mind.
Nelly" said the clock-maker, stano-
ing humbly before her, Nelly
Slowly she forced her thoughts and
her eyes from the far distance, and
looked him up and down. For a
moment little bewildered frown
drew her neat eyebrows together,
then smile Of enlightenment brought
dimple into play.
why, if it isn't Jim Morris!" she
exclaimed.
81 came to fix the clock" he ex.
| planned. I'm clock-maker, You
know. But suppose you've forgotten
that as well as everything else"
i've such a lot of gentlemen
friends" she apologized, "and it's so
long
ITS only three MONTHS" said the
young man, reproachfully. 81 SUP.
pose,' he went on dejectedly, as he
sank into the bench, Il suppose you're
awfully mad with me?"
why Mr.. Norris, the ideal"
"Of course l ought to have known
anyone as pretty as you was bound to
have more fellows than one he con.
tinued, "and oughtn't to have chewed
the rag when l saw you playing up to
Michael Donovan. and swallowing his
compliments as if they were 'Huyler's
best but'-his voice grew choky-.
you don't know, Nelly, how a chan
feels when he loves girl. Why,
he'll plan for hours how to bring one
kind look to her eyes, and he'll
hug himself for days remembering a
smile-and then when he sees her
looking up to another man, and blush
ing and dimpling the way he's come
to believe she only does for him
why it's awful-thats what 1t is" and
he brought his hand so violently down
on the bench that his tools were set
a jinglmg. But even If was ;eal
GUS he went on, that wasn't any
reason should have acted the way |
did. Insulted you by refusing to take
your word when you swore that you
meant nothing-left you alone at the
picnic to get home any old way YOU