The Washington herald., 1913-12-11
DAILY SHORT STORY

thinking. It was more than true that he
had never made a dollar in his life but
where had been the necessity? His father
had left him amply provided for
1T might be q good experiment" unused
Dillon, "this struggle for dollars that SO
many men are after. Besides. 1t will
serve TO tame Helen Croy-if demon
strate my ability TO do something"
He was going through a small park
which was deserted In the chill of the
evening save for one or two wanderers.
Dillon moved on and suddenly realized
that some one in deep misery was weeping
quietly on one OF the benches.
He stopped in front of the seat and
peered through the semi-gloom- His heart
gave a quick twinge of pain. The hud-
died. unhappy figure was that Of a
woman.
"Can lis there anything can do for
you?" Dillon asked with one Of his
rare philanthropic instincts.
The girl looked up. She was neither
frightened nor angry. A settled sense of
encouragement was upon her.
'It Is only that am out OF work" she
said YEARLY. land the streets are facing
me with all the terror poverty holds. /
have tried for three weeks to get posi-
tion-such as want"
Dillon sat down on the bench. What
can you do?' he asked.
81 have been stenographer in a COM
mission brokers office for three years."
the girl told him.
An inspiration seized Dillon with light:
/ ming swiftness.
do you know enough of the business
| to help an absurdly ignorant man who
has plenty of money to put in a new
businessT' he asked quickly, and waited
more or less excitedly for her answer.
II
the capital I am familiar with the big
houses in Africa. Australia, South Amer
lea and London, and with the manufactur-
ers from whom they buy. Tell me?' she
asked with glow of hope in her eyes,
do you know of any one who needs me
needs my work.
IT need you very. very badly" Dill
Ion informed her, waxing enthusiastic
Il have lots Of money, of which never
made a cent. have Just been scorned
| by a woman because OF my idIeness
Now" he told her, Il want you to teach
me how to make money. I want you
to drill me In the brokerage business and
be my partner in the firm Is IL a go?''
The girl had half risen from her seat
and the light shone full on her face and
| on that Of Dillon. They gazed at one
another for a long moment. neither SEEM
ing capable OF speaking. Whether II was
| the Oddfty OF the situation or merely
the fact that two persons destined to
tread the path OF life together had met.
neither knew.
| It was the man who broke the silence.
He had taken her answer for granted.
You will even have to tell me where
the most convenient office building is,
where to go for roll-top desks and. in
fact, everything. II you do this for me-"
Dillon said with serious eyes and voice
which had lost its drawl. Il will see that
the business of Dillon and -" He waited
| for her name.
Drew" she told him. Anne Drew"
81 will see that the business of Dillon
and Drew will succeed
Yes" Anne unused slowly, Il think
you will" She held out a hand. II will
lend you every assistance in my power.
| Tell me where TO report tomorrow"
When her warm. capable hand had
slipped away from his and her trim fig
/ ure DISAPPEARED in the gloom Dillon drew
a long breath.
There goes the girl" he told him
self. who will not tire OF me morning.
noon or night. and who is going to be
loved more than any girl in this wonder
| full world was ever loved. 1 feel it in
my bones" he told himself, with an in
] ward sense OF elation. ,