The Sunday telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1914-1927, 1915-11-07

ed his paternal heart when he thought
Of Rodney. Heswas torn between love
and irritation where that boyswas5con.
cerned. "a
He turned to- the papers for consola.
ton and held one sheet up to! scrutinfzs
the headlines. AS he; did so he display.
ed tosthesempty roomsa full page adj
vertisement Of 10 Soap hand Of
Ambrose. IN fact-wh by some oc-
cult influence presently impelled him
% turn the paper Overland glance at the
last page next, The Blatant spraying
un. caused plmsa pang or regret ana
disgust, and he flung 1T down. He took
up another paper and had the. same ex-
perience, then turned angrily to some
letters, only to be rewarded by the
sight Of 10 Soap circulars tiuttering to
the floor when he opened the envelope
the hand Of Ambrose again, I'm fact.
Another letter" and nother-they had
got o sbeastly way now OF addressing
them In refined female hands, on good
stationery, SO you'd think they were
inyitatio ollowed the first into the
waste paper basket: rs
It was a relief when j hnson pres
emily appeared and nounced a caller,
though a great surprise to hear the
callers name. Mary Graysonl Now.
what was this sly puss otter? he spec
ulated as he babe johnson show her
in. Come. to get her old job back, he
supposed. Wei, She could have It at
her old salary. Hessaidl this last aloud
to her as she came into the room look
ing very sweet, he must admit. The
serious expression she wore was not
at all unbecoming to her pretty face.
The room looked Just as it used to
& do, and the recollection took Mary back
again in spite OF her engrossing err
rand. The diamond pendulum was
still swinging on the mantelpiece. Mr..
Martin himself wound ali the clocks
in the house every Sunday morning at
exactly half past o, when the hands
did not interfere with the keyholes.
"But l don't want IT, said Mary in
response to his ungracious proposition.
"oh, then. Rodney has sent you to
plead for him" suggested Mr.. Martin.
mo SIR said Mary. "Hc doesn't
know I'm here.' s
"Then what are you here for?" he
demanded, really curious.
.sTo make you "a business PROPOSE
tion,'ssaid Mary stoutly.
Why doesn't Rodney make It him
self?" asked his father.
"He doesn't know what it is" ex-
planned Mary.
That's something In his favor"
Martin conceded. II can't see much
use In women tying up In mems busl-
ness. Somehow I love the scallawag,
and, II, I miss him around here!''
He looked at Mary curiously as he
said this, wondering how she and RoI.
ney were getting along these days and
what her errand really was, though he
didn't propose to give away hts inter.
est in 1t. She had betrayed the true
nature Of things to him once. What
was she going to do now?
His reflections and Mary's business
were interrupted, however, by John
sons entering a second time and an
nouncing the last two people in the
world that Mary had counted on,
namely. Mr.. Rodney Martin and Mr..
Ambrose Peale.
ttoh, the whole firm, eh?' said Mr..
Martin, cycling Mary sharply.
Mary started guiltily For a moment
she feared that Rodney might bark
back to that $1,000 check his father
had given her and grow jealous again.
She couldn't pretend to be pleased to
see him, despite her sentimental re-
Elections just now downstairs. She had
wanted to handle this interview In her
own way. She felt as IL she could have
done It right, convincingly. just as a
hunter feels within himself that he can
cleaf the hurdle that looms ahead.
!. Now, here were Rodney and Ambrose
to inteiHere with her. and Ambrose of
course would interrupt and switch her
of ana perhaps irritate the old gentle
man with his advertising talk. he
couldn't help 1t. Ambrose would pop
out OF his jack in the box instanter
Il you sprang the subject Of soap and
advertising.
= Old Mr.. Martin surveyed all three Of
them grimly, Just long enough to. let
embarrassment set in on MI their faces.
His eyes rested on, Mary last Of all,
and longest A fairly perceptible
change crept round his flrfn old
mouth as he did So he was SATISFIED
the little mink had told him the truth
about Rodney's not knowing anything
as to her mission here, and indeed.
when the boy came IN and saw her