The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1914-12-31
When He
Hustled
The Goods Were Delivered
When Called For.
BY Ae5IE F. RANSOM.

her side. Without speaking she lean
ed her arm upon his shoulder and thug
they watched until the young man
was no longer in sight Then her IA
ther spoke:
"It won't do. Elsie You've got to
tell him said so. He isn't the one"
The hand which had been caressing
his hair was thrown out with indig-
nant protest and the girl faced him,
panied surprise in every curve of the
dainty lips.
whats wrong, father?' she de-
manded. Why haven't you said that
before?
The gray eyes gazing into her own
held far more kindness than his words
They were full Of stern decision.
Because / haven't been sure Now
1 am. Fred Denton can never support
a wife. He isn't able to now, and he
never will be- You've got to call 1t
or"
But. father" she began.
"It's no use. Elsie" he interrupted.
''It isn't in him. A young man to
| succeed nowadays must get out and
hustle, and that's something Fred Den
ton will never do. He spends his time
in his office reading. reading, reading,
and that never brought patients to a
doctor yet
"Why, the other night there was an
accident at Cedar Glens. Kensett was
mixed up in it. Had drunken chauf-
feur, and the whole car came precious
near going over the cliff. Would have
gone IL it hadn't been for a young med.
who understood sprinting and who
saved it In the nick of time.
"As it was, Kensett got off with a
broken collar bone, a friend Of his came
home with a smashed hand. and-well,
you read it in the papers. That saw
bones is fixed for life just because he
happened to be on the spot and knew
what to do and how to do it. But it
wasn't Denton. He was in his Office
reading up on the microbes Of leprosy
or some other outlandish disease"
Fred was just telling me-" began
Elsie when her father cut her short
''Then. too, he had a little money in
one of the banks. Where's that? He
wasn't content to let it stay where it
was. He asked me what l thought
about Aurora stocks, and told him
they weren't worth the matches to
burn 'em, but he invested in them.
Where are they now? Whew! Now
you see 'em and now you don't"
"Father. If you would only listen''-
Listen to what-the same old story
of love in a fat and your $500 year?
I've got a deal ON hand and won't be
home before tomorrow night. In the
meantime you just give me that ring
on your finger and I'll return 1t to
Fred Denton, NJ. D."
Slowly his daughter drew off the
ring, curious expression growing in
her eyes, one which her father was
quick to observe.
"See here, Elsie" he said as he took
it from her. Il want you to promise
that if he calls you won't see him until
l give you permissiOn-that is, if /.
ever do"
"YOu are very unjust. father. If you
would only listen
1--WE waited too long already" he re-
sponded, starting of. Mind your
promise. Elsie. There isn't to be any
more of this nonsense"
perhaps there'll be more instead Of
less" she murmured as the door closed
behind him. Then she went up the
stairs to her room with a tread as full!
of decision as his tones had been.
1t didn't take long for her to reap
pear dressed for the street, and fifteen
minutes later she surprised a certaiK
young man who was very busily en-
gagged doing nothing at all in pleas
antly furnished Office of a downtown
business block.
HE wouldn't give me a chance to
say a single word" she concluded in
dignantly.
Fred Denton smiled cOmplacently
into her flushed face. There was no
trace of the respondent lover about
him.
I'VE won't try to explain" he said.
Suppose you take this trip to New
York with me this morning? You look
very bride-y." he continued-"white
dress, white hat white shoes and
gloves. Really. Elsie. one would al
most believe that you had dressed pur
pOsely for u wedding trip"
Erred Denton, you don't believe
She paused, crimson to the very ears.
Then she added irrelevantly:
Father ran away with mother; I've
heard him tell about it time and time
again"
Come Onr' Denton cried.
'It doesn't seem right. Fred. Father
has always been the kindest, the best
father In existence, and he is doing
this Just because he loves me-"
That's just the reason we're doing
what we are" was his ready response.
Come, dear; we haven't moment to
lose. You go to the Wilson avenue sta
ton and take the train from there.
while I'll trolley it to WOodlawn aud
get on board at that place. Then nc
one viii see us together until after We
leave the city and we are all o, *"
At wOodlawn station she saw Free
Denton swing himself upon the plat
form Of the smoker, hut the city streets
were far behind them. and the trair
vas speeding fast thrOCgh the country
meadows before he Joined her. When
ne did he held In his hand little cir
elet OF gold whose center held a verJ