The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1914-03-13
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/ suppose l got to let yOu stay till
hear from him. think he ought to
rome up here n he can"
..The. more the merrier." said AIr.
Magee, rejecting cheerfuIIy that the
BentIeys were in Florida at last ac-
counts.
"come, mamma said Miss Norton.
rising, slets go mp and pick ont a
suit. There's one ] used to have a
few years ago. You can see the her
mitis shack from the windows. BY
the way. Mr.. Afagee, viii you send
Mr.. Peters mp to usY He may be able
TO help US get settled.
"Ahemw muttered Mr.. Magee. II
III have a talk with Peters. To be
quite frank, anticipate trouble. You
see. the hermit of Baldpate doesn't
approve OF women
.eThe idiotr' cried Mrs. Norton.
.Delicious!' laughed the girl.
al shall ask Peters to serve you, said
Magee. 81 shall appeal to his gallant
side. But 1 must proceed gently. This
is his first day as our cook, and you
know how necessary a good first Inn
preston is with a new cook. III ap-
peal to his better nature"
"Don't do iti' cried the girl. Don't
emphasize us to him in any way or he
may exercise his right rs cook and
leave. Just ignore us. Wen play at
being our own bellboys."
! .sIgnore your cried Mr.. Magee.
ssWhat herculean tasks you set! I'm
not equal to that oneT' He picked up
/ their travelling bags ana led the way
/ upstairs. I'm something of a bellboy
myself when reused" he said.
The girl selected suit II. at the far
| Their end or the corridor from Magee's
apartments. cts the very one used
to have years and years ago-at least
two or three years ago" she said.
] Isn't it stupid? All the furniture in a
| heapr'
"And cold" said Mrs. Norton. NY
4 land, wish l was back by my own
fire."
/ I'M make you regret your words.
Mrs. Nortou.' cried Magee. He threw
up the windows, pulled on his coat and
set to work ON the furniture. The girl
hustled about, tightening his work by
her smile.
81 hope you don't expect tip" the
girl said. laughing.
sI do" he said. coming closer and
speaking In voice that was not for the
ear of the chaper0n. II want n tip on.
this-do you really actg'
i She looked Mt him steadily.
/ "once," she said, when was six
teen, appeared in an amateur play at
school. 1t was my first ana last APP
pearance on the stage"
h Thanks. lady remarked Air. Magee,
inlimitation of the beIIboy he was sup
posed TO be. He sought No. I. There
he made himself again presentnbIe.
j after which lie descended to the Office
/ Mr.. Bland sat reading the New York
paper before the fire. From the little
card room and the parIOr. the two
rooms to the right and left of the ho-
tets front door. Quinlby had brought
forth extra chairs. He stood now by
the large chair that held Professor
Bolton. engaged In conversation with
that gentleman.
\ Yes he was saying, i lived three
years in Rcuton and five yenrs in New
York. 1t took me eight years-eight
years to realize the truth"
1 Il heard about it from John Bent
/ ley" the professor said gently.
Hes been pretty kind to me. Mr..
Bentley has" replied Quimby. when
this job. Once the Qufmbys owned
most Of the land around Baldpate
mountain. 1t all went in those eight
years. To think that it took all those
years for me to lind It OutT'
I IF I'm not fmpert1nent, Quimbys
put IN Magee. Ito find what out -
/ THAT what wanted, the railroad
men didn't want" replied Quimby bit
terly. '.and that was-the safety Of the
public. You see. / invented new
rail joint. one that was a great i'm
pruvement on the old kind. IsiIad SORT
Of an idea. when / was doing tan
idea of service to the world-you
know. God. what Il joke. / sold all
the Qnimby lands, and went to Ieeu-
ton, and then to New York to place ft
Not one OF the railroad meu but nd
/ mitted that it was an Improvement
and big One-and not one but fought
Hike mad to keep me from getting Il
down where the public would see it
They didn't want the expense OF
change"
I Mr. Quimby looked out Mt the sunlIt
stretch of snow.
Eight yenrs. he repeated, II fought
and pleaded. No, beEged-that was
tile world begged. You'd be surprts
ed to know the names OF some Of the
men who kept me Whiting in their prf-
vate offices and sneerpd Mt me over
their polished desks. They turned me
down<eyery one. Some OF them play
ed me-as though Id been fish, They.
referred me to other ends OF the same.
big gnma. lauglIing "a their sleeves.
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