The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1917-05-31
EVENING STORY
Stumbling the Snubber.
(By c. B. Lewis.)


be too harshly criticised. 1t is a ques-
ton whether it isn't good thing for q
young man to think whole lot OF
himself and f1atter himself that every
body else does, too.
That Young man will marry some day,
and as soon as the cook begins to act
up and the grocery and butcher ollis
to come in, his freshness Will race
like the dew of a summers morning
Therefore. give him rope in his callo"
days.
Now and then there will be one that
will object 20 this philosophy and de-
sire to rebuke the culprit on the spot
Miss Dora Winfield was such person.
She was more than that. She was SELF
conscious and conceited. Perhaps she
didn't realize it-perhaps she did. At
any rate, she loved the lmelight and
didn't love any one else who did she
had heard of Mr.. Glenn some time be-
fore she met him, and had said to her
self:
He is a young man who needs TAX
ing down a peg or two, and it is for
me to do it. 1t shall be done very
thoroughly"
And it was. When the hostess
brought the young man forward to in
troduce him he looked for smile of
admiration, if not alteration.
No smile.
He extended his hand for a shake.
No shake.
Miss Winfield bowed and turned her
back.
Mr. Glenn was dazed and dumb
founded. He viewed the snubber
from afar and was delighted when he
found he could criticise her hair and
features. Ho took them one by
perfect. She had passed for a good
| looking young lady, but Mr.. Glenn de-
cided that she had been bluffing.
Think of me falling in love with
red-headed, snub-nosed buffer like
that he said aloud to himself as he
| walked home that evening.
Miss Winfield on her way home
| from the party smiled and unused:
Il don't think that young man feels
| so clever as he did,
| Was here the making of a marriage
| or a tragedy? Cupid was busy some
where else and didn't answer.
| Two days later Mr.. Glenn entered
a store to purchase a necktie. He
was looking over the assortment when
Miss Winfield entered the store,
| Marched straight to his counter, ell
bowed him aside and said to the sales
man:
Il want a red tie for a boy"
| "Yesm-just a minute"
| Il am in a hurry"
The salesman turned from Mr..
Glenn and waited on her. and said:
Guess you know herr"
Slightly
And that's all you ever will know
her, judging from the look she gave
you.'
III have to stand it," smiled the
young man.
week later Mr.. Glenn stepped into
a railroad ticket office to inquire about
the trains to Belle Harbor. The ticket
| man had just told him there were four
day, when Miss Winfield came trip
ping in, and said
Il want to know right away about
the trains to Belle Harbor.''
Just a minute, miss
! But 1 may miss the train I want
to take"
He turned apologetically to Mr..
Glenn, and the young man nodded
and turned away, humming.
Then the young lady used up ten
long minutes, and departed with a
smile of triumph.
Wasn't doing it to bother you, eh %
queried the ticket man.
oh, no; tho perhaps she thought
she was"
And when MIR. Glenn left the office
he knew that he and Miss Winfield
were to travel down to Belle Harbor
on the same train. He was to go to
a hotel and she to relatives.
At o'clock they met at the rain
and both started back in surprise.
He extended his hand to assist her
snubbed for it.
The only seat in the coach for him
was right behind her, and after few
minutes she asked a man opposite to
change with her.
When Belle Harbor was reached
Mr.. Glenn would have assisted Miss
Winfield from the coach, but she
turned from his hand.
| The % rting came at the station.
but it brought no signs of regret Mr.
ho aT-f n n nd he.
gan to explore the country. Miss Win
field had her auto sent up and began
to make the acquaintance of the high
ways. W hat was it that prevented
them from meeting for the next ten
days?
Then enc morning the snubber
took a new route. So did che snubb-
ed. Destiny would have it SO. She
had proceeded two miles and reached
a lonely spot in the road when her
| auto went dead on her for the want
of gasoline. She did not know what
the trouble was, but she realized that
she was in a box and must have heir
| to get out of it. She had been sit
ting and musing for an hour when
she saw auto bearing down on her
Saved, One autoist always helps
another when in trouble They never
know wher they will have ask eacI.
that the constable is lying about the
speed. There was but one man in the
I auto, but that made TO difference
Gentleman or chauffeur. he would
| halt and volunteer to crawl under the
dead machine and lie on his back in
the dust and tinker away, even il he
had his Wedding suit on.
She saw smile on his face as he
came nearer. and il seemed to her as
If she had seen that face before, and
as the other auto showed no signs of
slackenirg speed, she raised her hand
and appealed:
Wont you please help me?"
1t was young Mr.. Glenn, and he
looked straight ahead of him and buzz
zed by her as If she were not on EARTH
And she had appealed to HIM
| The tears of vexation and humilia-
ton were in the girls eyes in half
minute. and as the cloud of dust rolled
along down the highway she stamped