The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-07-31

which had been his fathers before
him. placed a chair for her at the
desk-end.
"Now you can tell me in comfort
what / can do for you," he said.
"Oh, it's only little thing. I came
to see you about renting a pew in St
Johns; that is our church. you know
Raymer did not know, but he was
polite enough not to say SO.
Il am quite at your service" he
FASTENED to say. Shall l show you a
plan of the sittings?"
When the sittings were finally de-
cided upon she opened her purse.
1T is so good of you to take time
from your business to wait on me-
she told him; and then, In naive con-
fusion: II asked poppa to make out
check, but l don't know whether it
Is big enough"
Raymer took the order to pay,
glanced at the amount. and from that
to the velvety eyes with the half
abashed query in them. Miss Grier-
sons eyes were her most effective
weapon. With them she could look
anything, from daggers drawn to
kisses. Just now the look was Of
childlike beseeching, but Raymer with
stood tor thought he did.
1T is more than twice as much as
we get for the best locations" he de-
INJURED Wait a minute and I'll write
you check for the difference and give
you q receipt"
But at the word she was on her feet
In an eager flutter Of protest.
"Oh, please don't!" she pleaded. III
It is really too much. can't you put the
difference in the missionary box. or in
them the minister's salary?-as q lit
tie donation from US. you known"
Thus the small matter of business
was concluded; but Miss Margery was
not yet ready to go. From st. Johns
and its affairs official she passed deity
to the treasurer of st. Johns and
his affairs personal Was the machine
works the place where they made
steam engines and things? And did
the sign, mo Admittance." on the
doors mean that no visitors were al.
lowed? II not. she would so much like
to"
Raymer smiled and put himself once
more at her service, this time as guide
and megaphonist. It was all very
noisy and grimy. but II she cared to go
through the works he would be glad
to 60 with her.
He did not know how glad he was
going to be until they had passed
through the clamorous machine shop
and had reached the comparatively
quiet foundry. One Of Miss Margery's
gifts was the ability to become for the
an active and sympathetic
sharer in anyone's enthusiasms. In
the foundry she looked and listened,
and was unsophisticated only to the
degree that invites explanation. It
was a master-stroke of flnesse. A man
Is never so transparent as when he
forgets himself in his own trade talk;
and Raymer was unrolling himself as
a scroll for Miss Grierson to read as
she ran.
The tour Of the works which had be.
gun In passing acquaintance ended in
friendship, precisely as Miss Grierson
had meant 1t should; and when Ray
mer was tucking her into the cutter
and wrapping her in the fur robes, she
added the finishing touch, or rather
the touch for which all the other
touches had been the preliminaries.
I'm SO glad l had the courage to
come and see you this morning. We
have been dreadfully remiss in church
matters, but am going to try to make
up for it In the future. I'm sorry you
couldn't come to us last evening.
Please tell your mother and sister
that do hope we'll meet, sometime.
l should SO dearly love to know them.
Thank you so much for everything.
Raymer watched her as she drove
away, noted her skillful handling of
the fiery Kentuckian and her straight
seat in the flying cutter, and the smile
which day or two earlier might have
been mildly satirical was now openly
"She is shrewd little strategist,"
q II hut oil h.
she is mighty pretty girl. and az
good :nn sensible as she is shrewd.
l wonder by mother and Gertrude
haven't cel.ed or herr"
HavinS thus mined the Raymer out
works. Mes Grierson next turned her
batteries upon the Farnhams. They
were Methodists. and having learned
that the doctors hobby was strug-
Cling mission work in Pottery Flat,
Margery called the paternal check
book again into service, and the cut
ter drew up before the Doctors office
in Main street.
"Good-morning, doctor" she began
bursting in upon the head
of the First church board of admins.
traitors as a charming embodiment of
youthful enthusiasm, I'm running err
rands for poppa this morning. Mr..
Rodney was telling us about that
little First church mission in Pottery
Flat, and poppa wanted to help. But
we are not Methodists, you know, and
he was afraid-that is, he didn't quite
know how you might"
1t was an exceedingly clever bit of
acting, and the good doctor capitulat-
al AZ nnDo d;CovoIt<tr~ 90 a.