Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1910-10-05
Paul Conover's Angel
By GERALD PRIME
Copyright. 1910. by Associated Literary Prsss

ISOLATED Literary pr2ss
asked when he had begun to looE
serious again.
Look for something to do" he re
| piled cheerfully.
NO" she said. shaking her head
in her disapproval. Don't you do it
Mr.. Conover. Them honors don't
come along every day. When you
get one, you ought to hang on to it
Don't you do lick to spoil that fel
/ lowship."
"All right. then, III settle down and
live on my principal-27 cents" he
I laughed.
Cant you borrow a little?" she
suggested.
Il haven't a friend in the world bui
you," he declared truly enough.
I'D let you have it myself, only J
hain't got it," she said feeIingly.
Thank you, Aileen; I'm sure you
would" he said
IF wishes was fishes how full the
| sea'd be-" she observed pertinently
NO, han't got the money, but I'm
| full of advice Now don't you let
them fellowship fellows hear of your
getting any outside job
I'm try to keep close" he prom
/ Used, with wise look.
See that you do" she warned, with
an answering look which was quite as
J sagacious. And now, Mr.. Conover,
good-by and good luck to you"
Take this, Aileen," he said. hand
ing her the shining quarter.
Thank you, SIR" she returned,
pocketing the pieces. Don't forget
my advice"
Afleen was woman who possessed
very elastic conscience so far as
exactness of speech was concerned.
Her statement that she was prohibited
from working outside of the college
precincts was purely imaginative. In
stead of returning home after her
conversation with Paul Conover she
went to little apartment in the
neighborhood belonging to a couple
of business girls and proceeded to tidy
up the place, as was her midweek
custom, at an honorarium OF 20 cents
an hour. Before she had finished, one
Of the young women, Miss Betty San
derson, who was a first reader of
manuscript in a leading publishing
house. came in, weary and flushed,
and threw herself down on a couch
with a big sigh over the general
perverseness of things.
Il wonder II it's really worth while,
Aileen!" she groaned despondently
1T certainly is. Miss Betty-at your
salary" the old woman declared with
out hesitation.
At this Miss Betty laughed. 81
suppose I ought to be ashamed of
myself" she admitted.
"You certainly ought" Aileen
agreed, giving her dust rag an extra
flourish IF you was in Mr. Con
overs fix, you might complain"
"Mr. Paul Conover!"
do you know him."
well, yes-a little. I've met him
at one or two of the college teams.
What has happened to him. Aileen?"
1t was the old woman's opportunity
and she embraced 1t. enthusiastically.
Although on her knees in the act OF
oiling the floor of the little parlor,
she did not let it interfere with her
exceedingly complete version of the
fficulty which confronted Paul
| Conover.
How very interestingi" said Miss
Betty Cant you really do anything
without losing the fellowship"
mot blamed thing!" confirmed
/ Aileen excitedly.
How peculiari"
After the old gossip had gone, and
possibly before. Betty had evolved 8
scheme in her sympathetic mind that
was as generous as it was quixotic
! She had been impressed favorably by
Paul Conover and now that he was in
such a trying position she was seized
! with burning desire to help him out
of 1t.
She was a thrifty little woman and
at that very moment had 500 in hei
| trunk. Without pausing too long for
reflection, she put the money in a big
yellow envelope. inclosed with it a
slip bearing the typewriter legend
From a friend of education" sealed
| 1t. directed It to Paul Conover. called
a messenger-and the deed was done
After Paul had recovered from his
first surprise and mystification he ar
rived at the conclusion that the trus
tees had foreseen his difficulty and
| bad hit on this delicate method OF
providing way out of It. The idea
was so plausible that he accepted ii
and did nothing to imperil his pos
session of the fellowship. When the
time came for the first payment OF
the stipend he was too much inter
ested in his postgraduate course
and in Betty Sanderson-to worry
over the identity of his unknown
good angel.
It was not until fiye years later.
when they had been married week
that Betty confessed.
.-~--J>-
=