The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1908-12-29

when she and Mrs Wilson lndulged In
the extravaganza of tickets for a fash
ionable playhouse, they emerged upon
sudden rainstorm.
"Oh." walled Mrs. Wilson my new
bonnetr
Just then some one arrayed in long
coat and balancing comforting UNI
brella reached their side. 1t was the
young man from Schermerhorn's
"Come back into the lobby, Miss Nor
rls, while call hanson FOR you"
"A hanson, Pattyl He said han
soml" exclaimed Mrs. Wilson almost
tearfully. What Will It cost?"
IL don't know" snapped Patty nerv-
ously, mot as much as new bonnet
A few moments later he escorted
them to the waiting hanson, raised
his hat gravely, looked just once into
Patty's brown eyes, and away they
whirled in the blackness of the night.
At their apartment Mrs. Wilson. COW
ering her beloved confection of chiffon
and roses with handkerchief, rushed
into the hall, leaving Patty to settle
the bill The latter was strangely ST.
lent until they were brushing their
hair, when she suddenly burst forth in
wrath:
ut Is bad enough, Connie, to rail in
public over a ruined hat. but to be.
wall the price of a hanson Is unfor-
givable."
"why-why"- gasped Mrs. Wilson.
Gle paid the hackman, that's ALL"
groaned Patty and she threw herself
face downward In her pillows, muir
muring, "He needn't think that just
because he saved my life he can pay
my hack fare"
And yet inconsistently she took a
strange pleasure In recalling the look
in his dark gray eyes when he leaned
forward.
A month later Mrs. Wilson came
home radiant.
There's an opening, Patty, dear, I'm
our office, and you must take 1t quick.
There are dozens of applications, but
| have the promised"
And the next day Patty handed In
her resignation to Schermerhorn y
Co., to take effect on Saturday. With
the last day came word that Mr..
Frawley would like to see Miss Norris
before she left. For once she relaxed
the rule and asked one of the girls
who Mr.. Frawley was.
"Oh, he's the company" responded
the girl carelessly.
After drawing her last pay envelope
Patty crossed to the main Office and
was ushered into a smaller room. The
ubiquitous young man Of the gray
eyes rose to receive her.
"Mr. Frawley has sent for me-" she
began, with just the suggestion OF a
flush in her cheeks.
II am Mr.. Frawley," replied he, and
the gray eyes danced at her confusion.
II wanted to tell you, Miss Norris,
that, while we regret to lose your val
liable services, we are glad to know
you are securing u position better suit
ed to-er-your tastes and abilities.
trust you will not forget-us."
The gray eyes were looking most
pleadingly into hers. The flush crept
closer and closer TO the soft brown
hair.
81 am afraid I've been very rude
sometimes, Mr.. Frawley," she muir
INJURED In low voice. But you know
1t was all so new to me- and l felt
oh, l can't tell you just how | did
feelr'
II think l understand, Miss Norris
II hope I shall see you again. May
~
I'VE live at the Jerome apartments,
Mrs. Wilson and /, and we are always
home Tuesday evenings"
The gray eyes thanked her eloquent
ly, and she walked rapidly from the
office.
That night at the dinner table Mrs.
Wilson rambled on happily: ~ really
don't think It has hurt you, dear. You
had to gain business experience some
how--and"--
NO" replied Patty absently, at has
done no harm" But she was thinking
not OF the experience, but Of the glad
light In the gray eyes wheII she had
told him he might call.