The silver state. [volume] (Winnemucca, Nev.) 1909-1925, 1917-09-29
inns INVESTMENT
By LOUISE OLIVER.

tha, catching the sound. called out
cheerily. as that you, BettyT
yes" answered Betty. appearing In
the kitchen doorway and drawing OF
her gloves.
whats the matter, honey7 TiredT'
"a nttle.S
"Tm making you some ginger
cookies. the kind you Ike.
Betty put her arms around her aunt
and gave her a tender little hug. 1T
isn't my body or brain that's tired,
it's just my disposition. I'm tired Of
everything, aunty."
Surely not JIM Why. you're TO
be married & a month! Maggie Har-
per is coming tomorrow 10 do the white
sewing. 1 thought I'd hurry up and
finish here and We could 90 down to
McAllister's and pick the embroidery
for the pettieOats."
81 don't think / want Maggie TO
start the white sewing tomorrow, and
/ can't bear the thought of Miss Gauge
fussing over a silk dress and serge
suit for me. and / despise the regular
round Of parties for brides where you
see the same people and the same
silver everywhere you go. / don't
seem 10 want anything-here."
Miss Martha, who had been looking
forward to these very festivities with
childlike anticipation, stood open
mouthed.
Its just this way, auntiei" bright
ening. Il have a plan. 1t isn't that
I'm tired Of Jim; I'm sur I'm not,
but life ia this humdrum old town
is wearing me as shiny as an old
coat. / need ~freshening up a bit, and
If I don't get it now / won't after I'm
married, for I'll have the house TO
take care of. We're going to New
York Z"
New York; gasped Miss Martha.
yes. I've got a thousand dollars
In the trust company. That will buy
us a few buds and take US to a good
hotel for a week"
"a thousand dollars for one week !"
Miss Martha sat down weakly.
That night when Jim came he heard
the news. He took ii quietly, so quiet
ly that Betty was a little disappointed.
II think it will do you good, Betty,
and Aunt Martha too. If you IKE,
I'll send word to my cousin, Eddie
Stevens, In Brooklyn to act as handy
man. It's better to have a man around
II you want to go TO places in the W
ming. It's hard getting taxis after a
chow and fhfuUc Hka that
"WilI you miss me, JimT'
"Of course / shall"
"What will you do In the EVENING""
81 can put down the linoleum in
the bathroom and kitchen If you have
time to pick them out tomorrow morn
ing. And / can put up the shades all
over the house. The other things can
wait until you get back. BY the way,
I'll wire for rooms, If you like. The
New York hotels are very full, they
say"
Really Betty missed a thrill she had
expected. She wanted Jim to be
crushed at the idea of her going away.
She sighed. Practical, matter of fact
man.
New York was a confusing whiri
from the moment they arrived, and the
prices staggering, from their twenty
dollar-a-day rooms at the Gilmore to
their forty-fve cent cup Of coffee. But
Betty had decided not to let money
worry her. The first day they bought
few clothes. After that they devoted
themselves to pleasure, or at least Bet
ty did.
Eddie Stevens was invaluable. He
had lived In New York long enough TO
know places, and being a journalist
he knew many interesting people. Be
fore she knew 1t Betty had a round
half dozen of ardent admirers who
made life interesting.
There were dinners and teas and
luncheons, m~atinees and skating par
ties and dancing. Betty bought more
clothes and her stock Of money dwin-
died.
Every day there had been a letter
from Jim, but In the whirl Of excite
ment Betty only half read them. "TH
have Jim all the rest of my life," she
said, "and this will last only a few
days. 1t seems ridiculous to belread-
ing about matching the figures of oil
cloth when the tips / give the floor boy
In IA day would pay a man to put 1t
down." she added pettishly to Aunt
Martha.
Betty was going out to dinner and
the theater. Aunt Martha, who had a
headache, was going to. have a light
meal In her room and then go to bed.
The phone rang and Betty an
swered. They're waiting for me.
Aunt Martha. / must go down. I've
ordered your toast and tea, 80 you 90
to bed and get a good rest. 1 don't
know when I'll be home"
But 1t seemed only a few minutes
later that Betty came suddenly into
the now darkened room.
whats wrong, dsar7 What's the