Metropolis weekly gazette. (Metropolis, Ill.) 1???-19??, 1914-02-27
DANIEL 0. MOLONEY
An Elevator Boy Who Was a
Regular Little Cupid in
Love Affairs.
BY N. J. PHILLIPS.

backered and freckie0 elevator boy.
Daniel O'Connell grinned cheerfully
and whistled through a gap in his
front teeth by way of reply. They
were sworn friends, the two.
At the tenth floor the car stopped
and the door slid back. Tremaine re-
moved his hat tremendously. Mrs
AIderton Ten Eyke, also theater-ward
bound large and determined in ap-
pearance, marched in. At sight of the
young attorney she shifted; slight,
ladylike, well-bred sniff, but neverthe-
less a sniff. Miss Marjorie Ten Eyke,
young and slender, dark-eyed and Iowa
BILE. followed her mother. She did not
look at Tremaine. but the faintest hint
of added color appeared for a moment
In her smooth cheeks. Arthur Ben
scooter caressing a flercely upturned
mustache, which emphasized his
sparse five feet five. brought up the
rear. Sixty-hve inches are not I'M
pressive, but q hundred thousand dol
lars for every inch of 1t is rather
good average, which tie militant Mrs
Ten Eyke fully appreciated.
So did Tremaine, with hungry
glance at his lovely former fiancee
When one is struggling lawyer, just
beginning to see light ahead after
two years battle with callous New
York. one gives due consideration to
q half-dozen millions-especially when
the other fellow has them.
1.-TWO months of IT," unused IRE
maine, mourufully. despite his jaunty
bearing. when he had reached the
street. 1.-TWO months without look,
or a nod, or a smile-because danced
too much with that little Rivers girl
was a fool to do IL, and fool to
quarrel over 1t, with Mrs. Ten, on the
lookout for Mammon every minute. In
her eyes | am 'briefiess barrister.
as the English novels say. And little
Benscoter isn't a man; he's just a
bank-and a mustache. Marjorie can't
like the fellow. Still. constant pres
sure will have its effect sooner or
later. II only something would come
up to break the ice" and Tremaine
got so interested In imagining peril
with himself as the rescuing hero. that
he walked three squares beyond his
theater.
The next morning he oversight and
rushed TO the elevator with an impor-
tant engagement almost due.
In hurry. ID. orc. Moloney," he
admonished the youth at the controll-
err I'm so late now ! haven't time to
speak your full name"
Daniel O'Connell grinned. and imi-
tated a steam calliope by whlstling
shrilly through the gap In his teeth.
With apparent carelessness. he con-
suited the Indicator board. There was
no one waiting to descend. Stealthily
he fumbled with the levers-swishl
The car dropped fifty feet like a
dead weight before Tremaine could
move muscle. Gasping for breath,
OF which the swift descent deprived
him, he pictured an awful death when
the car should strike the bottom of the
shaft But the mad rush was checked
rs suddenly as 1t had begun, and the
elevator finished its journey to the
ground floor at pace approved by all
sensible and well-regulated lifts.
A glimpse Of Daniel O'Connell's grin
ming face in the mirror made all clear
You young rascal" calculated the
lawyer, as he caught his breath. you
did that on purposei"
We'll" retorted the boy. skipping
nirnbly out of reach, as he threw the
door open, you said youse was in
hurry"
Ten minutes later the pedestrians
on Sixty-fourth street were much
edited to see a good.looking young man
stop suddenly, slap his thigh resound-
ingly. and laugh aloud Thereat fat
policeman hastily conned over in
somewhat fat mind the list of those
"vanted" at headquarters that day. a
newsboy on the wing paused long
enough to shout "Bugsl" before he
swooped on again To all of which
Tremaine, Joyously absorbed in
great stupendous idea, paid not the
slightest attention.
His high spirits were mysteriously
communicative. That evening Daniel
O'Connell, in an endeavor to Guido
previous calliope performances. al
most blew tooth out His small chest
was pulled like a pouter-pigeon as he
laid crisp IS note In the lap of his
mother
The wintry afternoon was closing as
Miss Ten Eyke, in a housegown which
to the masculine eye made her beauty
simply bewildering, called the eleva-
tor TO the fourteenth floor of the Ala
media. She had spent the afternoon
With a girl friend. and as the car
stopped. her heart beat little more
rapidly over certain possibility
she might encounter Tremaine. For
Miss Marjorie was very much In love
with the young lawyer. despite their
quarrel
She invariably explained to herself
at this annoying quickening OF the
pulses that It was fear, not hope, which
made her feel SO, Daniel O'Connell