The Calhoun chronicle. [volume] (Grantsville, W. Va.) 1883-1984, 1911-10-03


After midnight he found the mum.
Der and its complement: Frank 10
linski, 32S Twenty-fifth street"
That didn't sound very encourag.
ing; but then. with swift loyalty he
told himself that IL would be all right
He fell asleep and dreamed about 6
girl OF wonderful beauty with a voice
of gold.
lie was two hours early the next
morning. partially that he might gc
far out OF his way to pass 32S Twen
ty-fifth street. and partially to return
the telephone book before II would be
needed.
His beart sank TO his boots when
he stopped IN front of the number. II
was small. dingy brick store in a
neighborhood OF small. dingy brick
stores. Over the store was a big
sign: Frank Zolinski. Fine Wines
and Liquors"
He rebounded happily when he
saw that the place was empty, and
that ITO Rent" sign was displayed
prominently in the window. OF
course! The phone number had been
iSiicu " duOtHeT SuuSCIluSi
whose name was not yet in the book
That day he called Broad 55S7 with
out subterfuge. The girl was pleased
to be serious.
You mustn't think am doins
something l shouldn't" she sail.
Mamma knows | have talked TO yol.
And since we are acquainted"
Il know your" interrupted the mss.
titled Blanding.
your friends!''
The habit of talking with the girl
daily was now established They
were not long chats. never more than
few minutes. But they Frightened
his labors materially.
Banding made no further Efforts TO
discover her Identity. He had a half
superstitious feeling that in time 1t
would be revealed
lnsensibly she grew deeply into his
confidence. He told her OF his home.
his hopes and ambitions: of his moth
er and father.
In Blanding's mind a certain dream
OF the future began to form itself. a
dream in which himself and the girl
whose voice only he knew were the
central figures. And that dream
spurred him to promotion and more
pay.
He was pegging away one evening.
long after the others had left. for
there was work which could not be
put over. when the president himself
came in. Mr. Williams started at the
sight of the shirt-sleeyed figure be-
meath the single light.
Still at 1t, Blanding?" he asked.
Yes. sir"
We'll. dent work too hard. We're
going to need you in the future more
than we do now. guess you've done
enough for tonight. | want you to dc
little errand for me-"
"All right. sir" said Neil.
I'D like to have you go up to the
house with this package for Mrs.
Williams. It's pretty valuable, and I
don't want to entrlst It to an ordi-
nary messenger. You can ride in my
car"
Yes. sir"
TN tell them you're coming" and
he took the teleohone receiver down
Broad flve-five-es ht-seven, please"
So that was the solution OF his mys-
terry! Broad 55s7 was Mr.. Williams
phone; then the girl with whom he
had been talking each day for weeks
was the presidents daughter. Mary
cite Williams
He had met her Cr,0e In tho om.o
with her mother. To him she had been
a beautiful vision as unattainable as
the farthest star And yet - she
liked him. Their daily talks proved
that
While he-he loved her. because
she was his mate intended for him
since the world was fashioned She
was near TO loving him, too-she
would care for him dearly. That glori-
Gus certainty thrilled him
Back I'm the Office Williams was say.
ing over the nhone:
I've :ust sent young Blanding up
to the house. mother II you like him.
invite him TO call He's worth a dozen
OF the average chaps OF the day He's
got the stuff that partners are
made of"
You've prejudiced me already in
his favor" replied Mrs. Williams
Il don't suppose he has 5000 to his
name" unused the president
His wife's voice ;nconsciously took
on a note Of tenderness when she re.
Piled: Neither had you. Fred. when
we were married."