The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1916-06-21
NOT MISS MULLN
BY KEITH KENYON.


ment for Nervolo.
There wasn't doubt of it. It was
an exact reproduction of photograph !
she had had taken a year ago before /
her trip to California, and there 1t was
staring at her above half inch let !
tiers which announced bodily, Il am, a !,
different woman"
For goodness sake!" gasped Mar
garet. And she ran her eyes hurried
ly through the ad that announced that
some fellow mortal had ceased to have
ell kinds OF aches, pains, dizziness and
insomnia since taking Nervolo. But,
to her intense relief, the name and ad-
dress given below were strange to her.
But her friends! They would recog-
nize 1t instantly, and she shuddered to
think of all they would have to say.
She looked for the address OF Ner-
volo. It was not given. For sale by
all druggists" was the modest state
ment. So she called up certain
pharmacy and learned that although
the birthplace of the nostrum was
New York city, there was certain
wholesale agency in town that might
know something about it and its ad-
vertising methods.
The wholesale house once located,
the salesman, in turn, directed her to
a certain advertising agency on the
fifteenth floor of nearby skyscraper.
Margaret found an Office door which
bore on it's ground glass upper half
the words, The Orion Advertising
Company. G. w. Stephenson, Man
ager."
The man behind the big mahogany
desk rose politely as she entered.
Good morning. Won't you sit
DOWN." he began pleasantly. indicat-
ing a chair in close proximity to the
desk, and when Margaret was seated
he resumed his chair. Il am entirely
at your service" he went on. What
can l do for you, Miss. The boy
didn't give me your name"
Margaret referred to the clipping
According to this, am Miss Mary
Mullin, of 1922 Douglass street." she
said, with the most caustic manner
she could assume.
IF it's in print 1t must be true" HI
smiled.
. Must It? Well, 1t isn't. And
think you know 1t isn't. But sinct
you prefer not to understand II
explain the situation" which she dix
., in a few words.
"And," she proceeded Indignantly
IT want 1t understood that II this pic
: ture of mine appears in any pape
after today fathers lawyers will max
1t unpleasant for the Nervolo com
pany."
I'm really very sorry about the er
= tire affair, Miss. You see, you haven
). told me your name yet"
st isn't necessary said Margaret
l. severely, ito tell you who am. Blu
u / am not Miss Mary Mullin. Goo
morning
When the door had closed on hi
q fair visitor, George Stephenso
reached for the telephone and Gale
= for a number. is that you, Bob
You remember the photograph of
girl you had stuck up on your maj
y tel, the one you said you didn't kno'
and gave to me because well, b.
/ cause l liked it? Well, I've tried t
Q locate her ever since and failed, an
y then l struck on a bright idea OF rui
q ming q fictitious ad with her picture
. thought that would bring some sig
/ of life, and 1t sure did. Bob, she
Just been here, raging mad, but she
glorious. You ought to see her. She
a wonder! / couldn't find out he
Y name. She wouldn't tell 1t. I wis
u you'd try to think where you got this
/ photograph. Strange you'd forget
a What's that? You'll try to help
g You're a brick, Bob. No, can't h
q night, thanks. Tomorrow night A
Q right. Good-by."
q At seven the next evening, Geore
presented himself at Bob's front doc
u and asked for his host. He was usl
y cred into the living room and asked
u wait.
q There was a sound, soft, almost Il
articulate, and he turned.
r In the doorway, In an exquisite froc
Z Of filmy white net, stood the gil
. of whom he was dreaming. the 81
with no identity, the one Bob ha
g promised to help find. He had dor
l. amazingly well!
o Margaret was perceptibly stunne'
so this is Bob's friend!" she realize
Its odd how things come out" An
she redeemed at the thought OF hi
b conduct of the day before.
o. She held out her hand My brotl
ID er won't be down for a minute. Il
+ told me to see that you weren't bored
le she said.
lie Your brother?"
a. "Y ., my brother Bob"
to 81 don't understand. I've been hel
III often in the last year and"
a. "Oh, I've been in California until
to week ago. Sit down, won't you, an
d. we will talk it over"
III But Bob said he didn't know "
10 when took your pictured!
His idea of joke, ] suppose! b
Is that how you got my picture? Al
why, please. did you use it the WI
"a you did,"
Because" he hesitated. "Becau
1t l was desperate to discover your ide
" tity. fell in love with your likene
an and the advertisement was only ru
Is 10 find out who you we're
80 you two have got together
last" exclaimed Bob, blowing in tu
let them. THANK Heaven, there's one j
* of my hands"
s's Copyright. 1916 by the Mcclure NewsI
per syndicate)