The daily star-mirror. (Moscow, Idaho) 1911-1939, 1917-05-03
HIS SENSE OF DUTY
BY EARL REED sfLvERs.

Dick Myers frowned at the lette
In his hand.
"Tm half inclined not to go HON
for the Easter vacation" he advises
his roommate, Neil Hunt.
"Why?"
"My sister, who is junior In Welles
ley, has decided to bring some giri'
home with her."
knowing you as I do" Neil re
marked, II should say that that is the
one big reason why you should &c
home.'
"You don't understand" he an
swered. "My sister isn't the kind who
invites girls a fellow is crazy to meet
"What kind of girls does she ask p
"Highbrows mostly" Dick sighed re.
signedly. '4She's president of some
literary society, and she chums mostly
with females of the tortoiseshell glass
variety"
"Well, why not come home with me n
II wish I could,'' Dick said. "But i
feel that ought to help sis out. She
expects me to-"
"Well," Neil answered. anyone
who does anything from a sense of
duty meets with just reward. I wish
you luck"
'aThanks, but guess there's no luck
for me this vacation. I'm in for it.
I leave on the 2 20 train tomorrow, and
when we reach a little station called
Glendale, I'm supposed to meet Miss
Margaret Osborne. She's one of my
sisters friends"
"How will you know herr"
"She'1l probably be the only one who
gets On the train at that town. And if
there are two or more, Pm to ask the
most likely looking one, or, in other
words, the homeliest."
The next day, when the train ap-
preached Glendale, Dick Myers arose
from his seat, advanced to the plat
form and gazed curiously ahead. AS
the car rounded a turn in the road,
he caught glimpse Of a small station
huddled among towering hills. There
was one figure on the platform. From
where he was standing Dick could not
see very clearly, but the little he was
able to glimpse caused him to catch
his breath sharply.
With grinding of the brakes, the
engine came to halt. Dick resumed
his seat, turning the chairs so as to
face the vestibule. In another moment
the girl entered, preceded by colored
porter. Dick waited until the porter
had gone and the stranger had settled
herself in a chair almost directly op-
posite.
When the train had started and
there was no chance for anyone else
to arrive from Glendale, Dick decided
to make himself known.
81 beg your pardon" he said, with
his most gracious smile, ''but believe
that you are Miss Osborne"
The girl looked up quickly. A
twinkle lowered in the depths of her !
eyes.
"What makes you think SOP" she
asked.
II am Dick Myers, Helen Myers
brother. I am supposed to take care
Of you until you reach Kingsburg."
"That's very nice of you," she said
There was a pause. Dick did not
know exactly what to say; he had ex-
Dected to be greeted cordially, but in
stead he had been received indiffer-
entity.
"Surely Helen told you that 1 was
@ meet you here" he said.
81 don't believe that she did," she
"Oh" Dick drew a sigh of relief.
Helen wrote to me and asked me to
meet you when you got on the train
ng home for the Easter vacation and
I'm to accompany you to Kingsburg."
GLOW far is Kingsburg from New
1ork?" she asked.
"About thirty miles,"
"Are you going home directly from
he city,"
"Of course, aren't WEI"
'I don't think we are" she answered.
"Why?" He looked at her, puzzled.
Because" she answered slowly
my name is not Margaret Osborne"
"What !" Dicks mouth opened in
"My name" she continued, "is Eliz-
beth Winants." Dick dropped de-
ectedly in his chair. "But," she con-
inued, softening, "there is no reason
Thy we can't continue our conversa-
ion until we reach New York" =,
The train rolled into the Grand Cen
raj station all too quickly. And then,
l spite of Dicks protests, his new
ound friend refused to let him ac-
ompany her farther.
NO. she said. perhaps sometime
re shall meet again"
In another moment she was gone.
[alf angry at the whim which fate had F
layed him, Dick suddenly decided to
emain in the city until after dinner.
was well after nine, therefore, when
e assembled the steps of his home and :
ntered the front door. Four girls
ere seated around the table in the
brary. Dick glanced at them casu-
ly; then his heart stood still. For +
rectly facing him, that same battling
nile on her lips, sat Elizabeth Wi
ants. =