Americus times-recorder. [volume] (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, 1912-06-05

and sighed audibly. HE certainly is
a gentleman" she repeated.
HE u.s." returned Penny She
turned back to her labors of wrap
ping parcels.
You certainly are swift, Penny"
murmured the stout bundle girl.
Its dull day." said Penny, yawn-
ing.
Ever since she had run away from
her home in the middle West to be-
come an actress, Penelope had been
on the lookout for people from home.
True she had written back to her
uncle and aunt, telling them that she
was earning her living and when she
said that she was acting" how could
that unsophisticated couple suspect
that the part she was playing was the
very practical one of bundle counter
girl in a department store.
She had given her name as Penny
Mulligan, when in fact she bore the
charming title of Penelope Marston.
Arthur Preston had asked her to
marry him and had been haughtily
dismissed by the stage-struck girl. Il
cannot marry any one, Arthur" she
said, condescendingly Il have a
career before me, you know"
"Pooh!" the practical Arthur had
said-he was a real estate agent and
very live and up-to-date in his native
town-"pooh, honey, you can't act!"
II will show you'll" Penny had said,
wrathfully
"Penny-Penny Mulligan!" shrilled
Miss Cabin during another lull in the
business of this rainy day.
What is it?" asked Penny languid-
ly as she leaned over the railing.
There he isl"
Whom Go you mean% Penny was
not interested, but she strove to be
polite
1.-THE new foorwalker. He's stand
ing there by the perfumery-his back
is this way He's lovely looking!"
Penny looked and saw tall, mas
sively built young man CARRIED in the
conventional black of the store stand
ing with his hands loosely clasped
behind his back. He looked-oh, so
much like Arthur Preston, but of
course that was absurd!
"Yes. isn't he?" she managed to say
carelessly in response to Miss Cabins
last remark.
Later she happened to glance down
ward and her blue eyes met the calm.
cool gaze of the new floorwalker HIS
glance passed from her face to that
of the other bundle girl, and then he
passed on his leisurely way down the
store 1t was Arthur Preston.
When she had an opportunity she
asked Miss Cabin the name of the
new fioorwalker.
The most romantic name you ever
heard, Penny! Miss Clark from the
office told me-his name is Claude
Reston."
Penny darted back to her work,
conscious that Miss Cabin was hold
ing an animated conversation with
Mr.. Claude Reston.
How dare he come here under an
assumed name?' fumed Penny.
She snapped the string viciously
and the fat parcel flew out of her
hands and fell plump upon the sleek.
black head of the new fioorwalker.
Miss Cabin shrieked becomingly as
Mr.. Reston gracefully disentangled
himself from the shower.
"Ain't you afraid you'll get fired,
Penny" gasped the fat girl.
II don't care!" fiared Penny reck-
lessly I'm going to leave anyway,
tonight"
Some one was coming up the steep
little stair of the bundle counter. A
ruffled black head, a pair Of black
eyes, a pair of broad shoulders, big
hand holding forth the ragged bum
die of false hair.
Here, Penelope" he said coolly.
please don't do that again."
Penny was speechless with indigna-
| ton, as she took the package from
| him and their hands touched. He
| disappeared at once, and Penny pro-
ceeded to wrap the bundle carefully.
| 1t required elaborate care, for great
tears were yelling in her blue eyes.
The tears splashed upon the package
and she thrust it violently toward the
| tube.
To Penny's horror, it leaped over
the rail and descended almost at the
feet of the new fioorwalker!
"Gee!" giggled the fat GIRL
Penny was frozen with mortifica-
ton, as once more Mr.. Reston climbed
the stairs and handed the package to
the girl.
'Tl be waiting for you at six
O'Clock, Penelope" he whispered soft
ly. IF we hurry we can take the
train tomorrow morning and prom
ised your Aunt Susan that If she
would make the wedding preparations
I'd bring the bride. You wouldn't
want to disappoiDt Aunt Susan, would
your"
NO" whispered Penelope, meekly
"Gee!" muttered the fat girl once
more.
THE nerve!" glared Miss Cabin.
! ION, joy!" sang Penelope's heart