The Wahpeton times., 1916-11-30


He certainly was delightful" %.
served Lillian, and there was the to.
ken Of a sigh In her utterance, -
though reluctant to sever association
with this splendid young fellow.
Hello" exclaimed Vance Elliott at
high noon exactly three days later.
He was on weeks walking jaunt,
putting in the last half Of desultory
vacation.
He was passing handsome villa.
Gazing beyond its hedge, he caught
sight Of young girl seated at a ta-
BILE in a rustic arbor. She had looked
up to wave her hand at an old gentle.
man crossing the lawn towards q
small building at the rear of the man
sion, suggesting q storehouse or work
shop.
MY friends Of the garage" mur.
INJURED Elliott, and in a pleased tone.
He had not forgotten them, particu.
larly the girl, and he recognized them
at once.
A maid came to the young lady in
the course Of few minutes and they
went into the house. Elliott was q
bold, original young man. He crowd.
ed through the hedge, he approached
the arbOr, he glanced down at several
half written sheets.
Poetry" he smiled-"and not bad.
All! see she has left blank where the
rhyming word does not come satisfac.
torily or euphOniously. I drained
life's chalice all too soOn-moOn,
rune, noon,' she has noted down. I'll
aGd to the collection" and the fun-lov-
ing invader wrote, "spoon." "'There
came to me a carrier dove; she has
got grove, rove, prove I'll add my
mite," and he audaciously wrote,
''mOve."
His spirit Of mischief subdued,
there was no excuse for Vance to re.
maip, although he would like to have
done SO. He crossed the lawn to pass
the little building into which he had
seen Mr.. Wray disappear. He glanced
In sashless window. Upon q work.
bench was model made up Of intri-
cate wheels. shafts, and levers. Stand
ing, shaking his head dubiously as IL
at loss to figure out some perplexing
problem regarding the invention, was
Mr.. Wray. He seemed to give up in
despair. He left the little workroom
in deep thought. Vance entered Il
and looked over the machine.
Half an hour later Mr.. Wray, re.
turning to the place, uttered a cry Of
surprise to see an intruder absolutely
engrossed in working over the ma.
chine.
"Hey. you'll" he hailed challengingly.
"Don't bother me-" retorted the alb.
sorbed Vance. "YOu're working on q
great idea here ari-glory, I've got
it,"
He had, indeed, expert mcchanician
that he was, discovered what Mr..
Wray had lacked in his invention for
use in a large factory he owned, had
failed to find-the connecting link.
One hour later Lillian Wray came
to the door of the little workshop to
summon her father to lunch. She
flushed with quick little gasp as she
recognized Elliott. She knew now
where the rhyme words" had come
from. She also made q new discovery
pendant from his watch chain was
COMA silver twenty-five-cent piece.
1t turned out that the wealthy Mr..
Wray needed just such an expert
mechanician as Vance Elliott. It
turned out too that frequent busi-
ness conferences at the home of the
capitalist became quite regular, so, of
course. Vance saw a good deal of
Lillian.
And one baimy afternoon as they
were drifting placidly down stream in
row boat. he made the remark:
I'm suggesting rhymes for your
pretty poetry, Miss Wray, I omitted
very suitable one for 'dove.'"
Indeed murmured Lillian con.
sciOusly expectant Of the sequence
"Yes, it was Love-" and, with that
as his text, this remarkably eloquent
and persuasive young man proceeded
to plead his cause-successfully.