The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1915-07-22
A GOOD SAMARITAN
BY GEORGE ELMER COBB.
4 hope she has found employment?
1915, by w. G. Chapman)

Copyright, 1915, by w. G. Chapman)
81 hope she has found employment
"She has-and it's too bad!"
What! When she has so patiently
sought employment for over two
weeks?"
Il don't mean that" quickly ex-
planned Norah You see, sir, dear
young lady that she is, she came home
just filled up with JOY at getting some
thing to do. You know she is type
writer. Well, she brought home lot
Of stuff to copy but it had to be done
by morning. If it was done well she
was sure of lot of such quick orders
right along, and what do you think?
There was a note for her from a girl
friend whose mother is dying, asking
her to come to her at once. It's her
good tender heart! l heard her sigh
as she put down the work. My duty
is to my friend she said, and she has
gone to sit up with the dying lady
Walter Bliss said no more Just then.
He was a roomer in the same house,
=
girl in whom he had become interest.
ed and whose lack of employment he
had learned from the laxative Norah.
He could not get Aliss VerSa Thorpe
out of his mind.
He went out into the hall as he heard
the maid come its length.
"Norah," he said, you are good
girl and l know you like Miss
Thorpe
81 do, indeed, sir" she responded.
'She is so kind and good to me, |
pity her, too. It's too bad that she
will have to lose a good chance by TAX
ing that work back in the morning,
isn't it, now"
"You bring it to me, Norah,' direct.
ed Walter. I'VE can be immensely
helpful to Miss Thorpe / will do the
copying on my own machine
Norah stared at this generous
hearted young man with an actual tear
in her eye.
"You are a good man, Mr.. Bliss
she said, and you'll get blessing for
this. When | tell Miss Thorpe of your
kindness"
ooh, dear! not that" Immediately in
terrupted Walter. That must be the
last thing in the world to do. No, no,
you must faithfully promise me that
you will never tell Miss Thorpe about
! my share in the transaction"
But she will want to know"
81 will place a note in the work that
will explain everything" said Walter,
When Verda Thorpe came home
from her mission of mercy the next
morning she was fairly bewildered to
discover the work she had set aside all
neatly done.
A note on top of the copied sheets
read: "A friend who appreciates your
noble sacrifice for a dying friend
wishes to contribute this much of time
to help you out"
The work gained Verda a permanent
position. Many a time she tried to
puzzle out who her kind helper could
| be. Norah only mystified her with her
denseness when Verda questioned her.
Three weeks later Walter came
home with a heavy cold one evening
The next morning he awoke with a
fever. That same evening he was
slightly delirious. Norah devoted all
the time she could to attending to
him. She told Verda of the case.
IF you could watch him and give
him his medicine until nine o'clock
this evening" said Norah, just after
supper. Il have my regular work to
do till then"
Surely, | will, Norah," assented
Verda, and thus it was fate brought
those two together.
Miss Thorpe started in the chair
where she sat as she heard her name,
'Verda," whispered softly over and
over again by the slumbering invalid.
Then he was quiet for an hour.
Verda moved over to a little table
where there were some books. In
moving them about some folded type
written sheets fell out
Why! What is this?" murmured
the astonished young lady.
For, as she restored the sheets, she
recognized them as covering the sub
ject of the work that had been so
strangely done for her three weeks
previously.
They were spoiled sheets. A
light dawn u upon her mind all of a
sudden. At that moment tho maid en-
tered the room.
"Norah," spoke Verda flutteringly,
there is a mystery here ! cannot
fathom. Your patient appears to know
my name"
ooh, yes, ma'am. He has inquired
about you every day since you came
here"
And | found some writing"--and
Verda recited the rest of her story.
you must know what this means"
she exclaimed, noticing an embar-
raised expression in Norahs face.
Speak out, Norah!"
mo, ma'am," dissented Norah,
sturdily. Let him tell you
ooh, he can, can he?' questioned
Verda quickly.
yes, ma'am," replied Norah meekly.
IL came about tnat the landlady in
yited both of them tn sumner the next