The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1910-04-02
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In A Proper place

tBy Joanna Single)
Rushing muchward with the healthy
ardor Of youth. stephen Carr turned al
corner and ran, head on, into the
girl She nearly lost her balance and
sRe@ paekages and purse flew from her
handSys Withsa grasp OF her arm he
her equilibrium Then, in.
wa dly cursing his headlong awkward.
ness, he restored the belongings and
apologzed proGusely. AS he did SO
he noticed that she hardly heard
him, that her deep gray eyes we're
wide with 2 sort of fear, that she was
refined, but shabbily dressed, and ex-
tremely young. She was the sort OF
girl that brings to men the instan-
taneous thought that this is a hard
world for women. AS she took her
purse she assured him that she was
quite unhurt Her voice was most
satisfactory. Then there was nothing
for him 10 do but TO lift his hat and
take himself off Her manner told
him the episode was closed. Five
minutes later he drank to the mem
ory of her eyes in cup of excellent
coffee, and.--forgot her
The next morning, going to his Of
flee earlier than usual to do some
reading on a troublesome case, he
suddenly observed in the elevator,
that she stood facing him. Their
eyes met, and at the recognition In
her own, slight though it was, he
lifted his hat grayely. She got off
4 at the fifth floor-he continued. to
lthe seventh. Again, for all her gal
lant bearing Of high head and well
I held shoulders, he was impressed with
the Strange look of fear in the depths
Of her straightforward eyes, He had
this morning noted the extreme beau
ty of her fine brown hair. arranged
with Madonna-ike simplicity. Who
could she be?
1t was several days after this that
the elevator refused to work, and
returning from lunch, young Carr, un-
willing to wait, climbed the stairs AS
he turned the corner Of the dark hall
on the fifth floor, he came suddenly
upon her. She did not see him, but
stood near window overlooking the
dingv court. Her small hands were
crushing and tearing at bunch OF
fresh, perfect violets. With a shud-
der she flung them out Then she
turned and saw Carr. At his intense
gaze, another girl might have blush
cd or simpered, but she only turned
shade paler, and with perfect com
posure gave him grave and very
small bow of recognition. She pass
ed him. and Just then he saw Simeon
Herbert looking out of his office
door.
"Oh, there you are, Miss Everett!
Ready for some dictation? Eth, Carr"
he said in his oily, joking manuer,
''are you responsible for keeping my
pretty stenographer out in the hall?
won't have a handsome young chap
like you about ber-take that from
met" He chuckled at his own wit.
The girl could not pass her employ
er, who filled the door. She waited
quietly
Il went TO the window for breath
Il was choking with the smoke in
here" she said steadily, in that low
voice, and not looking at Carr. Then
Herbert stepped aside, let her pass,
ana followed her
Carr gasped a little. This mans
office was not the proper place for
any young girl. And this one, this
one, this Miss Everett, was not the
sort to have to look after herself. He
had an impatient wonder that she
would. stay there. She should leave
Immediately and find a safer berth
If she must earn her leaving. He won
dered what cursed combination of cir
cnmstances should have sent a girl
like this out into the wagcearning
world. And on the spot he resolved
to keep his eyes open for her. Chv-
airy, despite public opinion. is yet
ia; from being dead. The protect
or of women Is still at work But he
Is no longer ectacular-spectacu
rescue, in this age, lands tho rescued
lady in the front pages of yellow Jour.
nails.
That night stephen Carr went home
to the spinster sister who gave him
a, share in her comfortable home.
home given her by an old aunt. and
told her about the girl Unworldly,
and vet worldly wise, she shared his
Interest and intention, and still gave
bin some wise advice.
1t seemed now that they were al
ways meeting, and she progressed to
giving him a faint smile with her nod
OF recognition. The look of him
would have told any discerning girl
that he would not trespess on mere
acquaintance. Several times he held
back the heavy swinging doors of the
building as she entered or went out.
and always she thanked him. Once
she said 1t was beautiful, morning,
but II was abs emily, and as il beaut-
ful mornings had sadly little to dc
with her life. The perplexed, fearing
expression persisted in the deep, long
lashed eyes.
The young man began to long to
sec a smile In her eyes-now her
smile touched the edges of her lips
and stirred dimple in her white
cteek. He though that ut lS--she
could not be more than that-a Young
girl should be rosy. confident, alive
And in Nav she should be radiant.
wearing violets-not throwing them
into dark corners with a shiver. What
could be done about it? Thus far he
had done no more than discover her
first name-that name of names,
Mary, II was on the fly-lcaf of a book
he had picked up for her in the cleva-
tor. And the book was a little MAR
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