The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1914-05-18
The Eueni,,e Story
Pala.

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Pals.
(By Louise Oliver.l
when did you say Aarjorie's friend
| was coming. Bob?''
Mile drew up her fishing. line and
fixed the bait more firmly on the hook.
Tuesday, think
What does ahe look like"
Heaven only knows! I don't
Don't know"
And" Go on"
Don't care!"
ingly. That's right. Bobbie. Don't you
go falling in love with somebody now
ana spoil 1t all. But I'll bet Cana
oaan dime shes a bowling beauty. and
you bust up our nice little combine the
minute you get a peep at her. She
signed. Il really wouldn't be surprised.
DON'T you believe 1t. Mile. don't
nave much use for this love business
friendship like ours is good enough
Tor me- You're the best old pal In the
word and -Sh-h-h-Tve got q bite"
A few little jerks at Bob's line, then a
pun. and he raised his rod. A fine glist-
en1ng bass was deftly landed, tossed
into the basket and his hook rebaited.
:Then he cast again, and both sat silent
ly waiting.
Harmon is coming home a week from
tomorrow Mile broke in, finally,
and he's bringing his roommate to
spend two or three weeks. He lives
Bob looked up quickly. Eyes. and I'll
Oct when some young college dude
comes to town. every girl in the whole
blooming burg win think he's just two
sweet for anything. and can come
fishing alone Them"
say a thing like that. AS though were
any more likely to do q silly thing than
YOU You know hate men. mean all
except Harmon and you.". quickly.
There! I've got a bite!" excitedly.
And Mile landed a bass into the
basket.
The shadows were getting long when
they wound UP their lines and wandered
slowly home. g1ofying in the richness OF
early summer
Mile felt like bird out of q cage
now that school was closed. and Bob
gloried in these Saturday afternoon
holidays cway from the office. Some
times they walked miles into the coun-
try. occasionally they drove. and some
days. when 1t was not too sunny. they
went fishing. ~
The beauty of 1t all was their perfect
understanding OF each other. They we're
very good friends-nothing more.
a WoCA AdNcIp On 6AIuIQsty 1nOTulu&s
Millie was taking cake out the oven
when the telephone rang.
Hello! Is that you, Bob?-Sure! Oh. |
that's all right. 1 don't want to 20 very
much. anyway. 1 was just going to call !
you up!-Oh, just too busy!-No; no
other reason.-That's all right, Bobbie.
Yes, 1 know you cant help it.-Under-
stand? OF course do.-Next week?
Why. yes; SO far as know now. Good |
by!''
She stood moment studying the pat
tern OF the hall carpet, then slowly re-
traced her steps to the kitchen. In |
seven days a few things had happened. |
Marjorie's guest was pretty very. And
Bob had noticed 1t. She played tennis |
and golf well. which, Millie did not. and |
Bob had noticed that. And she did al |
most a thousand and one things SO we'll. |
Including dressing, All of whiSh Bob had |
seemed to notice. that Plato seemed in |
q fair way to turn over in his ancient |
grave. 30
So white Bob played golf with |
Marjorie's friend. Mile iced the cake !
and. fixed up. the guest room for Har- |
mons chum, who was expected on |
the morrow with her brother. And !
when that was. all done. she dressed |
and took a walk by herself out into |
passed the country club. and the !
hedge was not high enough to shut |
out the view of Bob Brandon in white |
making mud pies on the golf |
links for the visitor and looking not |
ct all bored in performing the duty |
which he had said over the phone |
would completely spoil his day.
The next day brought Harmon and |
his visitor, and Mile was very busy |
thereafter helping to make things |
for both of them.
On the following Saturday morning |
Bob called Millie on the telephone:
Want to go; fishing today. little !
Oh. She's got a |
headache. What.s Can't go! Why?l
Oh, darn the boat race! Come on.
be a sport and break the engage
ment. Can't? You mean won't! |
Sorry! Yes. I know how sorry you
And Bob studied the pattern of his !
Office rug thoughtfully. For in the |
last week he had noticed some other |
things. Harmon's visitor was very
much interested in Mile. He was |
captain of the crew at college, had a |
reputation for football, came OF a rich |
and-Bob acknowledged it,
was very decent looking in spite of his |
rather ultra fashionable clothes.
He paced the office with growing I
Indignation. 1t was shame to let |
an outsider step in and take his little |
friend away from him, little Millie,
who understood him SO well. He had (
always thought her too sensible to !
bother about love. But now he had
his doubts. She certainly seemed !
very happy when that bounder was
around. @
The third Saturday Miles tele-
phone did not ring. There was to be /
a picnic given as farewell to the
young visitors. Marjories visitor and
Harmon's friend had become very
popular with the younger set in town.
Hes taking Claribel," thought Millie.
And she's going with that new fell
low thought Bob. THE crowd won't
miss me, SO I'll go fishing alone at the