The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1908-11-29
By S EVE LII FO RID
Copyrighted by the Associated Sunday Magazines Incorporated

/ and hoein' the corn, and waitin' for
more news But there's nothin' dom.
Then" says he. Il got TO thinkin'
and thinkin, and this fall, being as how
was coming as far east as Chicago on
shippers pass, 1 reckOns I'd better
keep right on here, hunt Zylphina up,
and take her back with me"
The way he tells IL was real earnest.
and at some points them whey coIoreG
eyes of his moistens up good an dewy;
but he finishes strong and smilin'. You
, wouldn't guess, though, that any corn
fed romance like that would stir UP
such a blood as Pinckney? A few
months back he wouldn't have listened
farther'n the preamble; but now he
couldn't have been more interested if
this was a case of Romeo Astor and
Juliet Dupeyster.
shorty" says he. cant we do some
thing to help Mr. Cobb find this young
lady?"
DO you mean it, says I, ''or are you
battin' him josh?'
He means it, all right. He spells off
lot of gush about the joy of unitin'
two lOvin' hearts that has got strayed
so I asks Wilbur if he can furnish any
description of Zylphina. Sure. he can.
He digs up a leather wallet from his
inside pocket and hands out a tintype
of Miss Beck, one of these portraits
framed in pale pink paper, taken by a
wagon artist that had wandered out 10
the junction.
Judgin' by the picture. Zylphina must
have been a sure prairie rose. She's
wearin' her hair loose over her Shout
ders. and a genuine Shy Ann hat, one
of those ten-inch brims with the front
pinned back. The pug nose and the bic
mouth want just after the Venus mod
ell; but it's likely she looked good 10
Wilbur / takes one squint and hands
il back
mix. never says l. 1--WE seen lots
of fairies on Forty-second street, but
none like that. Put ii back over your
heart. Wilbur. and try an ad in the
lost column"
But Pinckney amt willin' to give up
so easy. He says how Mr. Cobb has
come more'n a thousand miles on this
tender mission, and it's up to US to do
our best towards helping him along.
/ couldn't see just where we Was let
into this affair of Wilbur's but as
Pinckney's so set on it, | begins battin'
my head for a way of takin' up the
trail.
And it's wonderful what sleuth work
you can do just by usin' the phone
liberal. First L calls up the agent Of
| the bulldin. and finds that the meal
fact'ry has moved over on Eighth ave
nue.. Then I gets that number, and
brings Zylphina s old boss to the wire
Sure. he remembers Miss Beck. No, she
amt with him now. He thinks she
took a course in manicurin'. and one OF
the girls says she heard of her dOin
the hand holdin' act in an apartment
hotel on West Thirty-fifth street. At
! ter three tries we has Zylphina herself
/ on the phone.
Guess who's here" says 7.
THAT you. Roland?" says she.
law. pickles" says l. set the cal
endar back a year or so. and then come
again. Ever heard of Wilbur. from
! Hoxie. Kan. -
Whether il was a squeal or a smoker
I couldn't make out; but she was on.
As I couldn't drag Wilbur up to the
receiver. I has to carry through the
talk myself. and l makes date for
him to meet her in front of the hotel
at $50 that evenin'. when the day shift
of nail polishers goes off duty.
Does that suit. Wilbur" says /.
Does it? You never saw so much
pure joy spread over a single cOunte-
nance as what he flashes up. He gives
me a grip / can feel yet, and the grin
that opens his face was one of these
reg'Iar ear connectOrs. Pinckney was
tickIed. too. and it's all l can do to get