Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1914-11-05


Very good, SIR" said Smith.
With Tommy driving and Smith
silent in the tonneau, they whizzed up
the beautiful white road, turned to the
left and slowed down at pretty
shingled house with low pillars, and
wide. well furnished porches.
"The clubhouse, Smith," said Dris-
coll sagely. You are sure she is
golflng this morning."
The man nodded. and, throwing on
speed again, Tommy ran along beside
the high white wall which surrounds
the club grounds on all sides.
"Wait for me here, Smith," he said.
The wall was of such height that a
six-foot man might reach with some
eIertion. Driscoll with apparent ease.
laid his hands on the top, pulled him.
self up and so dropped to the other
side.
Far away on the hillside was a lit
tie plodding group-men, boys and
clubs. A bare hundred yards away
where q little dancing brook widened
suddenly into miniature lake, rose
a splendid oak. Beneath the oak re-
clined girl.
Whistling snatch Of song, Tommy
drew near to the tree, left of whist
ling abruptly. and stood looking down
at the girl. who at glance had sum-
moned him to Oldcourt. Miss Belden
remained quite silent. She neither
screamed nor smiled, neither asked
him to be seate>. nor to begone, neith-
er questioned his presence nor ans
wered his look of eager friendliness:
|, the reason for all these things was
that she was fast asleep.
Presently she moved, brought her
slender hands to her eyes, made ready
to be reused. and then quite sudden.
ly she opened her eyes. met his
friendly scrutiny. and Strengthened
up, startled.
why" she cried breathlessly strug-
Cling in the mists Of sleep-"Why-
you! YOU!"
YES" he assured her calmly, "it is
l."
You're a real person then! Why
-why-why-who are you? Where
could have seen you before?"
Tommy's face fell little at that.
Really troubled she looked at him,
intently striving to speak. And Tom
my. because her bewilderment was SO
enchanting. laughed.
"Oh!" cried Miss Belden, suddenly
drawing away a little, but still pos
sessed b the great wonder of it-"Oh!
know you now. | saw you in an ad-
vertisement. You are Hathaway's
Pickles"
For his picture in hundred poses,
but always with that one delighted
smile, had appeared in every maga-
zine in America and upon the vast
majority of billboards. He was al
ways shown as fashionably garbed
young man on the point of partak-
ing of a gherkin; and opposite his
jubilant mouth invariably hung the
famous slogan:
HATHAWAY'S PICKLES
The Best Thing Going
Thus it happened that Tommy Dris-
coll, eminent from Bangor to San
Francisco, as the Hathaway Pickle
man, found himself in the most nat
ural way, telling the story of his life
to perhaps the most courted girl in
America.
"As to those pictures, he ruminated,
coming back to them, Il got up that
idea myself: always showing one fig
ure and one catch-phrase in our ads,
you know. They picked me to sit
for them because looked like
healthy appetite and had the right
smile. | used to think it great fun;
it was like being a celebrity, you
know. | don't mind it now, of course.
but my mother does. She wants them
to stop using my pictures, but ! don't
like to make them: it's gotten pretty
valuable as trademark, you see. But
mother is quite particular in that way.
1t was because of her wish that left
the American Condiment Company
She wanted me to give up business
and be gentleman-those are her
words: bless her heart! also to mar
ry lady.
Yes" said Miss Belden. 81 have
been wanting to have you tell me
about that. Which?"
which," repeated Tommy.
Being gentleman or marrying
a lady?"
'Oh, that!" he laughed. why" he
added, as though this would explain
everything. ut was to see you that
came to Oldcourt."
"Oh," said Miss Belden, then l un.
derstand that you don't want to mar.
ry me"
"Well-that is" he hesitated. blush.
ing little. II hadn't thought Of the
matter in that light"
Now tell me- she said. why you
wanted to see me. and what that had
to do with being gentleman"
"The connection isn't close bit, Is
it?" laughed Driscoll But It's this
way" And he told her how it had
been his pleasure to hunt for the best
of things since he had become a man
of leisure, and all about his theory of