The Cairo bulletin., 1910-01-09
THE GIRL ON THE
COVER.
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BY Frank n. Williams.

BY Frank n. Williams.
With a sudden convulsive clutch
George Brunson grabbed the maga'
zine from the newsstand. There, star
ing straight into his eyes from the
cover, was bewtching picture of
Grace Cameron-his Grace. whom he
had lost and never found, following
what he had thought was lovers
quarrel
I'm take all of these magazines
you've got. Brunson cried to the
clerk behind the counter The clerk
stared, but lost no time in bundlng
up dozen or more of the magazines.
With these under his arm Brunson
hurried back to his room. There he
spread the magazines out on the
table and few chairs in the room and
feasted his eyes on his sweetheart'a
face
Coherent thought returned to him
presently, and he sought for the art.
lists name on the cover. Then hur-
riedly he penned note to the pub
fishers of the magazine asking for
the artists address In the day In
tervening between the mailing of his
note and the receipt Of a reply Brun-
son did little but purchase new copies
of the magazine. He whlled away
several weary hours in tearing off the
magazine covers and In pinning them
on the walls of his room
At last the letter with the address
of the artist, A. b. Sloane. came
Luckily Sloane lived IN the same city
with Brunson, and the latter lost no
time in hurrying to Sloane's studio
Once there he sent IN his card and
waited impatently until the maid re-
turned with it,
Miss sloane is out, the maid said
and looked at Brunson curiously.
SO A B, Sloane is a woman, he
thought to himself
Three times he tried tC see Miss
Sloane, but each time was met with
the information that she was out.
Brunson began to consider the matter
mysterious. Why was it that he
could never see Miss Sloane 'er-
haps she did not thoroughly unde.
stand the situation. He would write
to her Accordingly he penned the
following note:
Dear Miss Sloane 1 wish to see
q h., - Al,
young lady who posed for the cover
design of The Public Magazine
This young lady was and is my sweet
heart. We parted in quarrel and
have never seen or heard Of her until
| saw her picture. The Young lady in
question got the idea that | was on.
gagged to another girl Can't you let
me know where she Is, so that | can
set myself right? Yours truly,
GEORGE BRUNSON."
Hopefully Brunson waited for a re.
ply to this epistle. but no reply came
Again he attempted TO call en- Miss
Sloane, but again he was informed
that she was out Could anything be
more mysterious and exasperating?
he wondered.
Finally, in desperation, he decided
to camp at Miss Sloane's door until
he either saw her or passed away
through sheer exhaustion Accord
ngly, his pockets filled with sand.
wIches, he took up his post near the
door one morning, All day he stayed
there without results. Many people
entered the other rooms, but no one
came to Miss Sloane's studio or left
It, Many curious glances were cast
at him, but he did not care. Once or
twice, he thought, the door opened a
short distance and some one peeked
at him. but he could not be sure At
last, late at night, he was rewarded
Some one left the studio and at
tempted to hurry past him Brunson
caught her by the arm and dragged
her to light Then he saw Grace
Cameron, his sweetheart
why, why" he cried How are
you here?"
IL got your note" she faltered
but didn't reply wanted to see il
you We're in earnest or not You see,
| go by the name OF A. b Sloane now,
| drew that cover designof myself
II hoped you would see 1t.
For a moment Srunson looked at
her uncomprehendngly Then a glad
light came into his eyes.
Have | explained away our quar-
rel?' he asked. do you find me
enough in earnest to say 'Yes'?"
He glanced into her face and saw
his answer in the divine light which
sprang into her eyes at his words
The British soldier was given the