The Washburn leader. [volume] (Washburn, McLean County, N.D.) 1890-1986, 1916-09-01
NOT MISS MullM
BY KEITH KENYON.

U10UL 1OE N0TvOlO.
There wasn't . doubt Of It. 1t was
IN exact reproduction Of q photograph
she had had taken . year ago before
her trip to California. and there it waa
staring at her above half inch let
tiers which announced bodily, II Am q
different woman"
For goodness sake!" gasped Mar
saret. And she ran her eyes hurried.
ly through the ad that announced that
some fellow mortal had ceased to have
all 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.
ntze 1t instantly, and she shuddered to
think of all they would have to say.
She looked for the address of Ner-
volo. 1t was not given. For sale by
all druggists" was the modest state.
ment. So she called up q certain
pharmacy and learned that although
the birthplace of the nostrum was
New York city, there was q certain
wholesale agency in town that might
know something about it and its ad-
vertising methods.
The wholesale house ono located,
the salesman. in turn, directed her to
a certain advertising agency on the
fifteenth floor Of . nearby skyscraper.
Margarst found an Office door which
bore on its ground glass upper half
the words, THE Orion Advertising
Company. g. w. Stephenson, Man.
ager."
The man behind the big mahogany
desk rose politely az 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 I do for you, Miss. The boy
didn't give me your name"
Margaret referred to the clipping.
According to this, I am Miss Mary
Mullin, Of 1922 Douglass street." she
said, with the most caustic manner
she could assume.
IF it's in print it must be true" he
smiled.
Must it? Well, it isn't. And I
think you know it isn't. But since
you prefer not to understand III
explain the situation" which she did
In = few words. 4
"And," she proceeded Indignantly.
Il want it understood that If this pie
ture of mine appears in any paper
after today fathers lawyers will make
it unpleasant for the Nervolo COM
pany."
I'm really very sorry about the en-
tire affair. Miss. You see. you haven't
told me your name yet"
1T isn't necessary" said Margaret,
severely, Ito tell you who I am. But
I am not Miss Mary Mullin. Good
morning."
When the door had closed On his
fair visitor, George Stephenson
reached for the telephone and called
for q number. els that you, Bob?'
You remember the photograph OF q
girl you had stuck up On your a
tel, the n you said you didn't know
and gave to me because well, be-
cause I liked it? Well, I've tried to
locate her ever since and failed, and
then 1 struck on q bright idea of rum
ming a fictitious ad with her picture.
I thought that would bring some sign
of life, and 1t ure did. Bob. she's
Just been here. raging mad, but she's
glorious. You ought to see her. She's
q yonder! I couldn't find out. her.
name. She wouldn't tell it. I wish
you'd try to think where you got that
photograph. Strange you'd forget!
What's that? You'll try to help?
You're a brick. Bob. No. I can't to-
night, thanks. Tomorrow night! All
right. Good-by."
At sever the next evening, George
presented himself at Bob's front door
and asked for his host. He was ush-
cred into the living room and asked to
wait.
There was a sound, soft, almost in
%articulate, and he turned.
In the doorway, in an exquisite frock
Of filmy white. net, stood the girl
of whom he a dreaming, the girl
with no identity. the one Bob had
promised to help find. He had done
amazingly we'll!
Margaret was perceptibly stunned.
$50 this is Bob's friend!" she realized.
Its odd how things come out" And
she redeemed at the thought of her
conduct of the day before.
She held out her hand. my BROTH
er won't be down for q minute. He
told me to see that you weren't bored"
she said.
your brother?"
Eyes, my brother Bob"
'1.don't understand. I've been here
often in the last year and"
"Oh. I've been in California until q
week ago. Sit down. won't you, and
we will talk It over"
But Bob said he didn't know you
when I took your pictured"
His idea Of . joke. I suppose! But
is that how you got my picture? And
Why, please, did you use 1t the way
you did,"
Because" he hesitated. Because
I wal desperate to discover your iden.