Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1917-05-17
Mr.. ANNESLEY'S NAP
By JOAN BUGGY.


"seedy. You need sleep"
II know IT," he groaned. Il wiAh 70
thunder the governor was at home. "a
sleep all day. But here I've TO 20 to
that blame store and be tormented for
ben hours."
|. IT'S your own fault. You should
have come home earlier"
1T wasn't my fault. took Myrtle
to the dance and she wouldn't think
Of leaving. I was nearly dead"
look here. BERTHE. You've got TO
pull yourself together. Peggy Brice 10
coming today and I'm counting on you.
In the first place. can't you meet her
ut three and come home earlyr
II might manage II, sis; but I'll have
to have some sleep somehow. Three.
did you say2"
"Three-five at the Pennsylvania sta
tion. No use describing her. Just
pick out the prettlest girl you See."
-rll find her."
So Bert went to the store and called
Johnny Stebbs, who had two rows OF
brass buttons down the front OF his
diminutive jacket.
"Johnny, It's up to you whether I get
q nap or not. Two good solid hours
So II any Of those people come, drum
mers, you know, tell them I'm dead.
and don't let them view the remainS
either. II they insist, send them to
Barlowe or Martin"
"Yes, sirl"
"Here's q dollar. Now You stay by
that outside door and don't let anyone
In"
In two minutes Bert was snoring.
But the anteroom was very warm,
and Johnny was very tired.
And then-as fairies come when
folks are asleep-she came!
She was pretty and little and taste
fully dressed, and she carried a
satchel. She asked for Mr.. Annesley's
Office and was directed politely. She
opened the door Of the anterOom with
It's two rows OF highbacked seats fac
ing each other and to her surprise
found only a small boy asleep.
On the door opposite was the word
"Private." She opened the door. A
snure greeted her. Turning, she saw
The leather couch on which lay q man
asleep. She had intruded unwittingly |
and started to tiptoe out.
But her bag knocked against u
chair. Mr.. Annesley sat up instantly. |,
seeing someone In the room he sprang
to his feet.
"WhO did thnt?"
The girl was hacking frightened into
a corner. "I-I'm afraid l did"
This Is - Of n place where a
fellow can't have two minutes peace
someone buttlng In and half
killing him besides. Who let you in?"
mo one. just came"
where's Johnny? told him to
keep everybody out"
"The little hoy2 Oh, he was tired,
too. He was asleep, poor little fellow
I'm so sorry upset that chair. II
WIS stupid and awkward Of me-"
But Bert did not notice her hating
for he was having q bad
time on his own account.
II beg your pardon, most humbly,"
he said, getting redder by the minute.
II thought you were selling some
thing, you see. VIII you please for
give me?"'
TITS all right" she laughed merrily,
having recovered her own equilibrium.
1--WE had enough fun out Of II to more
han mike up for the other. And now,
Mr.. Annesley, II you'll kindly tell me
now to get to your house I'll be very
much obliged. I'm Peggy Brlce. /,
,ame earlier than / intended, and
haven't an idea how to go. Your store
being so near to the station, ! thought
I'd come In and inquire"
And then! And this is really what
he story is all about, but II only
akes a minute to tell 1t, although It
Effected the lives Of two people for
III time. The very thing Peggy was
flushing about, a little card, had In
Iome manner slipped to the floor. She
stopped, and Bert stopped at the
'ame time, but he got 1t. And 1t was
lis own picture!
She looked wretched and ready to
'ry. And he looked at her a long, long
ime In q very odd why. And his heart
ieemed TO go along with the look and
o stay. for he never had eyes for an
'ther girl after that.
And Johnny, whlmperlng and scared
o death because he had slept at the
witch and wrecked the peace OF his
Employer, nearly fell dead when Mr..
Innesley, going out with a pretty girl,
ave him another dollar.
Copyright. 1917, by the Mcclure Newspa-
per Syndicate.)