Bluefield evening leader. [volume] (Bluefield, W. Va.) 1906-1911, 1910-12-16

had never shown her more than the
whole hearted friendlmesS hc showed
every one who worked for him.
We'll" she said to herself one morn.
ing Us she looked into his empty room.
he's been gone jus; y week. don't
know whether Id rather have him
come back or stay away Anyway. I'm
"A silly goose
She went rcsolntely back TO her desk
and sat down hefore The pile OF let.
tiers and manuscripts addressed To MIR.
Dunu
Among them were few letters for
herselS. She put these aside and taC~
Killed. the manuscript first. After
couple OF hours reading She had two
piles. one labeled Rejected" and one
labeled Accepted" Reiwern them
was Il long envelope.
I'm not sure about that one"
thought Helen. She rcread the brief
note accompanying the manuscript
Please wire IL YOU do tot find II
available. have Il duplicate. and
think can place IL here We'll" she
added TO herself III think abour il
while read my own letters aud then
I'll wire"
She began mechanically 20 read and
file her own mail-rCcipcS. fashion
notes, inquiries and requcstS-the same
Kind OF thing that came every dac.
Suddenly she stared rs she hurrlcdly
! tore open an envelope bearing Mr..
Dunn's handwriting
what can hr be writing 20 mo for.
! must have made some ubSur, hun.
der about Il story but ! don't see how
he'd know vet"
AS she read the letter her eyes spar.
Killed. aud her cheeks glowed with pleas.
ure.
Il have often thought of telling
YOU" said the last paragraph. but
always felt that IL would be unfair To
let you know, for of course know
that YOU regard me simply us Il bust
ness associate. and ! know also that
you would not want To work with an
editor you knew wanted To marry YOU.
SO you leave the Star. and I'd be- alone
Something. that last night when
came to say 'goodby.' gave me IN idea
perhaps You did care. after MI. Any
way must know. and If you don't
can 20 west To n paper that has made
me an offer out there
That's what | came here 10 see
about. II may seem strange I've wait
ed so long. but now I'm impatient.
Please wire me-just wore or two, so
that | may know"
Dear. stupid, dignihed john" smil-
ed Helen TO herself after she bad read
the letter through again. Jimmie.
she calted-"please. Jimmie, come here.
Do you think that you could send
away any one who comes 20 see me I'm
the next hour? You see. well. YOU
see. | just don't want to be bothered
And. oh, Jimmie. please bring me two
telegraph blanks"
Sure. Miss Bradley" said Jimmie.
good nature from the tip Of his snub.
by, freckled nose to the tips OF his
stubby boots.
Then Helen settled herself 10 the
composition of two kilograms. and
when I'm the course OF three-uuarters
of an hour they were done she again
called the faithful Jimmie
Here. Jimmie" she said II want
these two telegrams~ sent right OF
This ones TO go to this man." and she
handed him slip OF paper containing
the name and address OF the owner ui
the doubtful manuscript. "aud this
ones TO Mr.. Dunn" Then Helen put
the doubtful manuscript in the pile
labeled Rejected"
The next day passed quickly. and in
her excitement and happiness Helen's
work piled up on her desk When she
tried to read proof she found herself
absently counting the is ana dis"
instead OF looking for missing words
and misplaced letters. And shc found
Ii much easier TO draw plans Of vi
sionary cottages surrounded by shad-
owy gardens than TO dispose Of the
manuscript before her
- dou't carr she thought rs she
heard the NC -hboring church bells
chime out , o',!ock. I'm quiet down
now and stay until or so ana finish
everything NJ. Let me scc-hr must
have got my telegram today ara to-
night maybe he'll write. aud I'll get
his letter tomorrow. and then / can
write again. and-oh"'
Helen stopped suddenly rs the door
opened. Rrcathless from running up.
stairs. mysiiiicatlon aud uncertainty
in his Kind eyes. John Dunn burst
into the room. Helen started impu-
sively toward him. blf when she saw
the look IN his eyes she hesitated.
why what's the matterT she ex.
claimed
"Heleu-Miss Bradley" he said. -
came 20 sce--I don't understand-you
answer"
Didn't you get my message-a tele.
gramT' demanded Helen. as mysti6ed
in her turn MS John
John held little slip Of yellow pa,
per out 90 her Cannot accept" II
said "Not enough human interest
Needs more personal appeal" Then
Helen laughed aus she gave the slip Of
paper in her hands to the still uncom-
pretending sunday editor