Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1915-06-10
PATENTS AND POLLY
BY MOLLY M'MASTER.

he mounted the steps leading to his
boarding house he realized that he had
lost the small model of his patent.
However, since the thing was not
worth financing and putting on the
market, Crawford didn't care what
happened to it, He had banked rather
heavily on the outcome of his visit to
den and vast wealth brought about by
a startling demand for his patent egg
boiler had vanished into the past, even
as his model itself had lost itself in
the subway.
And Polly Woodward, returning
from hard day in the office Of her
employer, picked up the small pack
age that had been left in the seat into
which her tired body sank.
She was far too weary'o ponder on
the exact nature of the thing she had
found, but knew 1t to be something
for kitchen use. 1t might be a baby
feeder or even grill Of some kind
For the present she closed her eyes
they were strangely luminous-and
robbed the gentleman opposite of the
pleasure of watching them. He, also
a tired toiler of Wall street. had been
resting his own eyes unobserVedly on
the beauty of the weary little worker.
John ellsworth was more than ever
regretful that so many women were
forced to enter the field of labor.
When Polly Woodward had finished
her evening meal she sat down with
the patent and studied it minutely.
"An egg boiler" she mused. Il won
der if it's any good or just like the
thousands of other egg boilers" Curl
osity got the better of her and she
tripped lightly into her kitchen to ex-
pertinent with Jim Crawford's patent
and one of her G0.cents-a-dozen eggs.
Using great care SO that no harm
would come to the model, Polly put in
her egg.
The indicator on the egg boiler
snapped and Polly removed the egg,
only to find it half boiled. She sighed
disappointingly. The patent had
seemed SO promising, yet it failed be-
cause OF the indicator.
surely it could be quite easily ad-
justed," she pondered while she
cleaned the model and dried it care
fully.
When a week had passed and no one
had advertised for the model Polly
became impatient. She had perfected
the boiler until it worked like a charm,
and it irritated her to realize that the
inventor was so lacking in interest as
to put forward no claim for his patent.
1t was Polly herself who finally ad.
vertised for the person who had left
small package on the subway contain
ing an invention.
Crawford, from whom the shades OF
gloom We're gradually lifting, hap
pened to see the advertisement and
went forthwith in search of his lost
property.
You can make stacks Of money out
of that" she told him when she had
drawn him into the cozy sitting room.
1t only required a simple bit Of regu.
latng. You won't mind my showing
you, will you?"
Crawford listened attentively to her
curiousy intelligent explanation Of his
error.
by Jove! My head is solid ivory
not to have seen that" he said with
splendid dash of color in his cheeks
and sparkle to his eyes.
There is Mr.. John ellsworth in
our office building" Polly began hesi-
tatingly, Il feel sure he would be in
terested if"
You are taking far too much
trouble" interrupted Crawford IF you
will be glad to get the thing off my
mind. The thing was useless without
your improvement"
When he was gone Polly skipped out
to the telephone in the corner chem.
lists and made an appointment with
John ellsworth.
The big financier received her the
following day in his luxurious office.
His philanthropy was well known.
Polly approached him with no fear
and put her model before him.
ellsworth remembered having rest
ed tired eyes ON her beauty one eve
ming in the subway. Her magnetism,
together with the undoubted value of
the egg boiler which she demonstrated
to him, quite worked the charm.
When Polly returned to her office,
after a most happy lunch hour spent
with Crawford, she rejoiced for the
second time that she had worn her
new blouse. John ellsworth had tele-
dinner with him If she was not tired
of talking business. There was much
to be discussed about the egg boiler.
And If at dinner there were red
roses on the table for Polly, and roses
in Polly's cheeks for ellsworth and
only a short talk on the subject Of
egg boilers, no one minded overmuch.
The evening passed with wonderful
promise of happiness in it's trail, for
Polly and ellsworth had found one
another
Crawford went up that evening to
the home of the sweetheart who had
been waiting impatiently to hear the
news of the egg boiler But all Craw-
ford did was to take her into his
arms.
Can you be ready for that trip in
about four weeks?" he asked her:
An ordinary bathtub can be made to