Putnam patriot., 1915-12-03

lAHAe9 ipt q parade Of sandwich men ID and down in front of his house. When he got to his office there was an. other bunch there"
 Isn't it funny. though. that nobodv's tried to tNly any soap from us yetT" asked Rodney. with some anxiety.
 This was a very tender point with the soap company. Mary and Rodney worried over it, and Rodney dreamed at night about it. An occasional small order that might filter in from some remote outlying district or some small merchant whose credit was doubtful. was gazed upon as parents gaze at their first baby. Tt takes time to create a demand" he would say. but admitted that the l POO enkes of pink castillo they had i bought looked swell in their old rose wrappers. It was q pity they hadn't got a couple of hundred thousand dol lars to go after this advertising thing on the level, instead of just for father Neither he nor Rodney knew how much money they had left. Don't ask me" said PeaIe. I'm not q finaheier Where's our worthy bookkeeper, Miss Grayson2. he added looking ait his watch. It's nearly IL"
 I'll bet she was here before either of us; she always is. By George, isn't she a eorker?" began Rodney lyrically
 "Oh. shes all right" agreed Peale in differently.
 All right. Why the girls you read about don't mean anything compared to Mary" began the eestatic lover. Shes got Juliet beat a mile. Every time l think of her I want to yell or do some other darn fool thing, and ev- cry time l see her l just want to get down and kiss her shoes"
 Rodney said all this and could have said much more. but Peale's mind was on other things.
 If We could only land one hard wal lop on father after that Buffalo busi- ness" he reflected sadly, still on busi- ness
 Didn't you hear what I said?" de- handed Rodney indignantly.
 Not word" said Peale
 l WAS IdihllS dDoul MdFY.
 ''I know you were. That's why I didn't listen said Peale delicately
 Speak of the goddess" he added. as Mary just then entered.
 She was dressed neatly and appropri- ately to her new role, distinguishing between the tone of the old Martin of fees and this new enterprise into which she had been drawn by such cu- rious processes. To Rodney as always, this morning and every morning. she was a vision of loveliness, refresh ment for tired eyes.
 "Ah. you're herer' he said joyfully. "Now everything's all right. It's great world.'
 Don't be silly" said Mary briskly. 'gThis is a business office"
 By George, Mary" began Rodney again.
 Miss Graysonr' corrected Mary
 By George, Miss Grayson, you do look simply stunning. You're twice as pretty today as you were yesterday, and tomorrow you'll be-
 Hey, hey. change the record, or put on a soft needle" put in Peale good naturedly Mary rewarded him with her approval.
 Quite right--in business hours only business" she said.
 But you certainly are the prettiest thing" persisted Rodney.
 Am I?' said Mary.
 We'll said Peale "it looks to me as if you two were going to play another love scene, so l shall attend to little business. Exit advertising manager up stage he laughed going out.
 By George. Mary, it seems hun. lred years since yesterday. do love gou." Rodney began again, when they were alone.
 Do you reallyY'
 Why. of course."
 Tt isn't that you're just in love with love. suggested Mary with thought ful look. and that I've been very blue eyed and baby facedT'
 "I should say not" protested Rod ney. Why. you're not bit like that" "Ohi Why do you love me, then?
 "I don't know"
 You seer said Mary accusingly.
 T mean. Why does anybody love any bodyY' Rodney expounded. 'I can't explain. It's just that you're you, guess. I can't talk the way they do in books. l wish I could. All l know k that if you left here I'd quit too. I'd just want to walk around after you all the rest of my life and say, Are you comfortable. my levef Are you happy? If there is anything on the wide earth you want let me get il for you, Mar1t What wonderful name that is-just like you, simple and honest and beautiful. Mary"
 And you really love me like thatf asked Mary
 "No. A million times more"
 "Oh. RcSney. Rodney" she said. d. most crying
 What's the natter asked her low CT anxiously. You love me too. don't youf@
 Tt means q lot to me to see you sue ceed. sighed Mary.
 But il isn't just the success, just the money k itfr qaeried the boy
 Marx paused awhile and then an- swered. ~Ne. ] don't thina it is.
 Then when will you marry mef' he began eagerly.
 -Nof in business hours
 ~Yerv well. well wait oil after ("
 Nc. you agreed not until you | made good
 II knsw. I know. but it's mighty hard 10 be engaged and not to be al lowed to kiss you. You won't even let