Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-10-19
THE DAILY STORY
The Wrong Address

elevated on the porch all. sat reading
the morning paper. Noticing a lady turn
I IN at the gate. he sprang up and stood
waiting.
"f've brought the tatting for Mrs. Mem
delheim." Rosina began, difidently. viii
| YOU please give Il TO her and tell her
/ that Aunt Ina, I mean Miss Ridgeway
is sick today and won't be able to help
with the fancywork booth. She's very
sorry and hopes Mrs. Mendelheim will be
out small paper parcel. which the young
man accepted with thanks.
Thank you very much for your trouble
/ Good morning." Rosina said, as she
turned to CO.
And then the young man found his
/ tongue. I'm sorry about your aunt.
hone she'll be better very soon." solicit
| ously.
That's very kind II Is not serious,
and I'm sure she'll be all right tomor-
row." Another Good morning." and she
was gone
Bob stood looking after her. "Hml
| Who the deuce is she, / wonder Don't
| remember having even seen her before
! BY Harryl she's a crackerjack for looks.
1 isn't she? When she smiles it's lust
heaven. VIII you please tell me what's
tatting2 I think that's what she said.
delheim. and why should give Mrs.
Mcn1elheim some tatting? whoo-eel
Helpl"
He tossed the package up and caught
! II with one hand. Hold on maybe II
will break. since you don't know what II
is" Bob grinned. IT'S pretty soft. Feels
like cotton"
| Doctor Nevis stood smiling inside the
screen door and Bob spied him. "Then
/ you heard. dad!'
'sYes. couldn't help II and can't say
that blame you much. Mighty pretty
young lady! But IL | were you believe
| I'd have told the truth, that Mrs Mem
delheim does not live here, and incl
! dentally, suggested showing her the way
to the right house.
'Bonehead! But say, dad. 1 don't
know where she lives. I've been away
from home so long / don't know where
any one lives scarcely"
'Mendelheim's house is the mate OF
this one on South Poplar street, same
number, too. Your fair friend made a
mistake of eight blocks. This is North
| Poplar"
Bob considered the matter. He didn't
! relish a walk of eight blocks-alone-
when he had an interesting book and
good cigars. No use wasting the precious
moments of his vacation hunting up
kritzenbaums or Schweiderbergs or
| whoever In the world II was who would
! have to look after the fancy work
| BOOTH now that Aunt Ina was sick. Aunt
lna's niece was different matter.
So he called Sammy Croop. next door
and gave him nickel and the bundle OF
tatting, telling him where to go.
Sammy Croop stuffed the small bundle
INTO his pocket and started on his way
AT the corner of Crissmore street he met
Jimmy and David Harrowdale on their
way TO the swimming hole Sammy
yielded without much ccaXing and agreed
to go along, deciding that the return trip
would be time enough to make his de-
livery.
But Sammy got a cramp in the deep
water, and Jimmy managed to hold him
up in way while David yelled for help
to some men in a nearby field. The re-
suit was that Sammy, weak and sub
dued from his sousing was brought home
on a partly loaded hay wagon and de-
| nVered to his mother with no more cloth
ing than few wisps of timothy, while
his outfit of one Indian suit, much soiled
and crumpled lay on a rock beside the
distant stream.
All day. Mrs. Aaron Mendelheim worked
at the church. She draped yards OF
bunting over the fancywork booth, Won
dering why Miss Ridgeway did not come
to help. The church had no telephone,
| and at noon she had no time to go home
but lunched on a box of ham sandwiches
she had brought along. The annual
bazaar of the Ladies' Light Bearer So
ciety must be a success!
IF she can't come she might have sent
word" she soliloquized Indignantly. II
| could have gotten some one to help. And
/ how about that 2tatting she has been
working on for months? She says there's
800 worth. And now where is she? Does
anybody know anything about Miss
| Ridgeway?" But nobody did. At o'clock
| Mrs. Mendelheim left the completed yell
low and lavender booth and dragged her
| weary way homeward. Her cup OF tea
| failed to revive her and she went to bed
with splitting headache.
Bob Nevis troubles were beginning.
One Of the Mendelheims telephoned to
the Ridgeways and the result was that
Rosina went to take charge II the
proprietorless booth, puzzled about the
miscarriage of her message.
Mrs. Nevis. leaving the house that
| night, asked Bob to go along and he
found himself with his mother at the
Methodist Church bazaar. His heart
leaped. There was faint chance of
seeing his fair visitor of the morning.
Mrs Nevis wanted some aprons, so in
a minute Bob found himself facing Ros-
ina! But Roslnas eyes had never a
glance for him. He might have been so
much thin air. She had a dsconcerting
way of looking directly through him that
made him feel decidedly insignificant
II hear that 1 can get some of Miss
Ridgeway's beautiful tatting." said his
mother.
I'm sorry. but we have none. It was
sent. but through some error has not
| reached the church."
That is too badl" returned Mrs. Nevis.
moving away. Come Robert"
Robert discovered the Indian suit and
the tatting next morning. both drenched
| with rain.
He took the tatting home 70 his mother
and started out TO hunt the Ridgeways
TO turn in $50 to Miss Ina
Rosina came to the door
i've come to confessw began Bob,
humbly.
"Yesl"
Tina liar and a thiefV
In spite of herself Rosina laughed.
"How dreadful lou look contrite enough
TO be a murderer also We may as well
] be comfortable while having this awful