Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1914-01-31

pulse, >osie took from the desk draw
er the paper Broadway had intrusted
to her, and thrust IL into a sacred, Sc
cret place within her shirtwaist.
Mrs. Spotswood, filled with the fine
excitement Of the matron who Is GER
tain that romance is working in her
ne1ghborhood, WAS devoured by that
modification of the spirit of the chase
which sends the ladies', rich or poor,
good or bad, upon the scent of such
elusive news with all the zest of sports
men after squirrels or elephants. She
was inclined toward worry in regard
to Jonesville's fate and also inclined
to confidence In 1t because she had
known Broadway since he was a little
boy (ah, what errors have good women
made because they have known some
one since he was little boy!) and
knew that while he might be wild" he
was not wicked, for his baby curls had
been SO sweet; pleased beyond ex-
preston by the deephmpression which
her own delicious Clara had made up
on Broadway's affiuent, well-mannered.
plainly competent friend-animated by
these various emotions and not less
than twenty others which I have not
mentioned. Mrs. .Spotswood wore a
futtering smile as she accepted her
baby-mastodonic sons infant fog-whis-
tie invitation.
Good morning. JOSIE"
( Josie smiled at her, although she
had regretted her arrival almost as
much as Broadway had. She had 80
wished to read the words upon the ho-
tel letter paper which her new EN-.
ployer had spent half the night In
writing.
Mrs. Spotswoods smile expanded till
it fairly beamed at Josie before she
turned her eyes to Broadway. and then
she started with surprise. It was be-
cause she had been certain he was
there that she had come; a visit from
her to the factory was an unheard-of
thing; she had distinctly heard his
voice as she had passed outside the
open door, but now her deep astonish-
ment because he was within the room
seemed almost overwhelming.
"Oh. hello Broadway"
he smiled nervously and hurried for
ward. Things had not gone as he had
wished. but he was not resentful. New
er had he been so humble. Had he
not, the night before, defaced that pa
per with the tale of his humility and
the details OF his good resolves? Be-
sides, had not Mrs Spotswood guard
ed him In childhood against wrath at
home on more than one occasion, and
had she not, the previous evening. with
the understanding and good humor of
an angel, prepared for him that lemon.
ade which held the magic touch for
which his system yearned?
TIM awfully glad to see you here in
the plant she earnestly assured him.
and meant every word of It, Then:
Did you have good nights sleep?"
Even the question was nervous
shock. but he smiled bravely, although
he shuddered slightly as he asked In
answer, How do I look?"
Grand" she exclaimed.
Now his shudder was not slight.
Don't mention the name, please"
"You must come to our house to sup
per-"
Believe me, I shall be glad to get
It," he said fervently.
Now her soul paid tribute to that
subtle hint of romance which was In
the air. "You, too, josie"
"Oh. thanks, Mrs. Spotswood."
rs the Judge here?"
She knew perfectly we'll that he was
not; she had seen him through the
window Of his little one-roomed, peak
rooted Office building Just across the
street as she had turned into the
graveled, fower-lined path which led
to the works entrance.
I thought he might be here. We've
been-er-shopping, and were going
by, so | thought | would run In and
have word with him"
Even Mrs. Spotswood did not shop