The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1914-02-26
1continued from yesterday.l


open now. IFS IL summer resort
There amt no place open now, but the
Commercial House. And | wouldn't
recommend no beman being there's
pecially no Indy who was sad before
she ever saw it,
Mr.. Magee explained to the incon
gruous family pair waiting on the
bench.
..,rhrre's only one hotel" he said,
and I'm told it's not exactly the place
for any one whose outlook on life Is
NOT rosy at the moment. im sorry
1T will do very WELL" answered the
girl. whatever it is. She srniied al
Billy Magee. My outlook on life In
Upper Asquewau Fails" she said.
grows roster every minute. We must
ind cab"
She began to gather up her travelling
bags. and AIr. AIasee FASTENED 10 as
sist. The three Went out on the sta
ton platform. upon which lay thin
carpet of snowffakes. There the oide'
woman, in harsh rasplnS voice.
found fault with Upper Asquew;ii'
ralls-its geography, its public spirit
its brand OF weather. a detected CAT
at the end OF the platform STOOD
mourning its lonely lot In it Mr.. Ma
Then. while the driver climbed TO his
scat he spoke into the invisible ear OF
the girl.
You haven't told me why you
cried" he reminded her.
Upper Asuuewun FAILS she said
isn't it reason enough?'
Billy Magee looked: saw row OF
gloomy buildings that seemed TO lisI
as the wind blew. blurred sign
Liquor and Cigars" a street that stag
gered away into the dark like y
man who had fingered too long at III,
emporium back Of the sign.
Are you doomed to stay here long,
he asked
Come on. Mary cried a deep voice
from the cab Get in and shut the
door. I'm freezing"
1T all depends, said the girl
THANK you for being so kind and
good night
The door closed with u muffied bang
the cab creaked YEARLY away and Mr
Maggie turned back to the dim waiting
room
We'll. what was she crying for:
inauired the ticket agent when MIR
Maeee stood again at his cell window.
she didn't think much of your
town. responded Magee she init
mated that it made her heavy OF
heart"
"H'm! 1t amt much of a place" ad
mittcd the man. though it Amt the
general rule with visitors to burst into
tears at sight of it. Yes, Upper AS
quewan is slow, and no mistake. II
gets on my nerves sometimes. Moth
VII a nd
| then lay down and wait for tomorrow
| used to think maybe some day they'd
| transfer me down to Hooperstown-
there's moving pictures and such go
ings on down there. But the railroad
never notices you-unless you so
wrong. Yes. sir; sometimes l want to
| clear out OF this town myself"
"A natural wanderlust." sympathiz-
| ed Mr.. Magee. You said something
| Iust now about Baldpate inn
| Yes; ITS u little more lively in sum
! mer, when that's OPEN answered the
agent I'VE get lot OF complaints
! about trunks not coming from pretty
swell people too. 1t sort of cheers
| things" His eye roamed with inter
est over Mr.. Magee's New York attire.
| But Baldpate inn is shut mp tight
! now. InlS IS uOluluB Jul an '&dAS@
to a graveyard In winter. You wasn't
thinking OF stopping of here. was
! Sou?"
"WeII, / want to see man named
Elijah Quimby." Mr.. Magee replied
! do you know hing"
| .Of course" said the yearner for
pastures new. He's caretaker of the
inn. His house is about a mile out on
the old Miller road that leads up Bald
pate. Come outside and I'll tell you
how to get there"
The two men went ont into the whirl-
ing snow, and the agent waved a hand
indefinitely up at the night.
IF it was clear" he said. you could
see BaIdpate mountain over yonder
looking down on the falls. sort OF keep
ing an eye on us to make sure we
| done get reckless. And halfway up
you'd see Baldpate inn. black ana
peaceful ana wintery Just follow
this street 10 the third corner ana turn
to your left Elijah lives in n little
house back among the trees mile out
There's a gate you'll sure hear creak
ing on night like this"
Billy Magee thanked him aud. gath
ering up his two bags, walked up
Main street. A dreary. forbiddinG
building at the first corner bore the
sign Commercial House"
Weep no more my lady.
on. weep no more today!
hummed AIR Magee cynicaily under
hfs ,reath and rlanced nm nj the Suli