Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1913-12-19

say. O1c11n00us IL SEocer. voaepno0e0
Pulled his advsrtisins out Of the New:
and stopped the peper. because ] sent
in his girls picture! And she didn't
ret . look in!"
The sunday editor chuckled. Max
ssniled ironically. He came to Aurelie
nth . d:!t , fazm touch touch Of HE HE w hit
Miss Linstrom. Juot that-there." He
stopped thoughtfuIly and looked down
again. "Your hAlr-.you couldn't have
done it better on Michigan avenue.
Some women car, you know, ana some
can't. even buy 4" He went back to
about you" he began to work. and
then stopped and laid down his PEN
Gil.
whats the matter. MAXI" grunted
the newspaper man.
Max was watching her strangely. He
muttered: then he eaid. without regard
to his compaion: s'l(iss Lindstrom, do
anything I've done since I did some
girls In Algiers. you-there's q bit Of
tho Orient about you-or McKee,"
I'm . Creole, I think" she said PEN
sively. That's what Uncle Michigan
said"
slancss. :oS. yss.: the editor put IN
"Curran was saying. Your story-ro-
mantle, Miss Lndstrom. I've seen
GIRLS like ysu on Royal street. Not
many. but ence In . while q Creole
with 9 beautiful faca. But your story.
Miss Lindstrom-greet stuff-we'Ee 60
Ing 70 Cash II BIZ" He locked at he
And in the silsncs shs discovered
again that the artist had stopped to
watch her and his irenical smile vas
gone. Presently che heard him mutter
ana resume wsrk. but ever and again
'Got Max going : drawled the sum
day editor. and they don't par bad
ones on Max. And the chaps who
picked your picture. Niss LAndstrom.
out Of all that bunch-thousands aud
thou:ands Of 'sm-why. they're no
the Art Institute. ana Martineau who
has charge Of the Philadelphia oollec-
ton. and Benny Beeth. who does that
girl stuff Tor the syndicate. Three
guys who ought 70 know. And they
she sighsa l~uxursantly ana .said.
eo San,ns ~.'K 4. * fo,i ssnsi' e Der ~ .y se.s
which were fixed On the morning peace
Of tho court heuDo lawn under the
naples. Up the bluff she heard the
bob-whites calling. q b CLEAN Of Q
doves wing came boforo the window.
The most beautiful womAni
has lived IN obscure ME q common
duties In . gray little world: ct times
hungry, chilled, hurt with rebuff. UNI
dershot with sadness. One may wander
the world striving Ter gain or tame.
dig for treasure. grow old. dim-eyed.
but here. at onoe. without asking. seek-
ing nothing. know1ng nothing, the jim
nee had come and broken the magic
vase ct her 1oot!
She sighed again ~ luxurious peace.
The g~at1ulous Sunday editors voice
came family Through her dream.
viii sntsrtain ysu. The Ga msn him
self y Grassy about that plcturo-WAnto
q special wire - to.what Max thought
{ yen. When you ut sone Clothes
mot . Bit" retsrtsA MAJ. 1T would
Be z s!n g put anything o. hal. Look
on the bluff beyond her-the sun on
that sumac! That little gown,2t the cir.
clet In her hair. tho 0oWor-good God,
girl. did You got yourself up for this9"
She enalle0 complacontly. eThey make
fun Of me-" che murmuroA, and Max
srowled % unintsliisibss anAthsdna On
And while shs ut there with the syss
OF the silent smen upon sher. . step
sounded upon tho sidewalk. Harlan
came past. Her fAce rigid when he
saw her. He appeared about to swing
into the News office Ia his old genial
fashion to - Wiley. Than - met
blankly at her. She saw hts big ssusi-
tive rose CULVER. he started fur1ously
1t Max and his work, 70 furiously that
b was frightened ana tr1ed to speak
TO him. But her voice failed her. and
Harlan. looking now 1t her, spoke
doggedly.
:s:H 7s4c ts,. ~ you so'ns into this7'
This abominable contest-going to
have your picture in and al the stuff
printed about you'll"
He wa mad with despair, Il seemed;
he almost leaped In the doorway. ''You
sh.n.t!. hs roassd;
him. Il Just made up my mind. I'm
Just going IN Tor everything ana b
somebody"
The young man stared q hsr. Then
he whtrled about, looked q her from
the sidewalk and went on without
answer. And Aurelte turned . pale
face hack TO Max and ty1od 70 smile.
who" said the Sunday editor, "ls
that damned foolf''
Wiley mumblsd awkwafdly. Judges
son best family. Bort of-wsli,
~0cod-dope,s commenteds thes uews-
paper . tac~onically. s30ot hie picture
about your shop? Heart 1ntereet ana
~ that sort Of thins-be1 q . housed
day"
Aurelis Stared 1t him. The she Jump
cd down and walked before the Sunday
sup ma and shook her 1T under his
nose. "His picture In the paper? If
you ever do that, III 60 70 Chicago and
. mp every paper in your old ohop!s
and up High street with tn Air Of an
empress.
AWell I'm 4ieeied!" m-nrrnu,ea :