The silver state. [volume] (Winnemucca, Nev.) 1909-1925, 1917-09-08
HUNTING FOR PEGGY
BY OLIVER GRAY.

edge CT his spirit Lao been NeArlD2
duh Of late az ali affairs Of the sort
He had wesred Of csjOling and fat
terry, artful mothers and fond daugh-
tiers. for. having made up his mind al
twenty that he was going TO be rich,
and deciding 20 marry until he
was, he had spent almost half Of his
life In peaceful solitude. And having
made good his decision Of getting rich
10 the amount Of seven figures one can
easily understand his popularity now.
This particular evening. however.
was different. He was playing a new
game, and the game vas this: He had
decided 70 marry at last Ii seemed
that the Office was running without
him these days. And 70 in his lone
illness IL occurred TO him to travel. And
the thought OF travel suggested a com
panion, and companionship suggested
marriage, and marriage. Of course, de-
manded a woman. That was the new
garne-to find the person he would
choose for his wife.
II all sounds much more simple
than IL was, for John had an ideal. Not
an airy-fsiry, fade-as-you-touch ideal.
but a real one. He wanted someone as
nearly as possible like Peggy Mcclure.
the merry, teasing little companion Of
his boyhood.
He ran for Clemens to come and
lay out his things, ~equalize the shower
to 20 and arrange articles for shaving.
The real ceremony of barbering and
dressing he attended TO himself.
Clemens came In. I'm Just wonder
ing, sir" be said. appearing with a box
under his arm. IF there hasn't been a
mistake, sir. These things came from
the tailor's an hour ago and there's
nothing but those I'VE o~vercoats you
discarded a while ago."
1.-THE dickens!"
That's what / think. sir. I remem
Der you laid out three Of your best
suits TO be pressed. / put them In a
box and told Della to give them to the
tailor's boy. This is what came back,
sir"
" OHEANOdLSs I0a say Il
know nowl / promised Mrs. Wilson
to send some warm things 10 the dis
pensary, and on your day of / gave
them to the boy who would call. Evi-
IDENTITY they have got mixed. My three
new perfectly good spring suits are
probably making some poor fellow mis-
cradle In the fresh-air camp, while my
tailor Is evidently in despair at having
q customer who wears oyercoats a
year out OF date. What shall I do,
ClemensP
Cant you call the lady, sir?"
"Yes, I can do that. But I think I'll
90 instead. They're open all evening,
aren't theyf"
81 should say all the time. sir. for
work Ike that"
$50 should /. Clemens. It's funny,
isn't 1t, that the suits / ordered foi
travelling should go travelling without
me. I wonder where they are. I'd
like to find them. it's such a nuisance
to be fitted for others"
The lights Of the dispensary were
still showing brightly as his Limousine
drew up to the curb. Inside In the
waiting room a woman was taking
down names and addresses Of people
on cards. It was to her that John
made his appeal
eff you wait I'll get the Nurse who
takes charge. She's likely to know
about your box" And going into an
other room she returned with a per-
son whose features were completely
hidden by an antiseptic mask, white
like her cap. apron and the rest Of her
immaculate uniform.
IT remember the clothes" she said
instantly. ~ was IRE of a mistake,
they appeared to be SO new. They
haven't been sent out yet. They are
up In the supply room. But IL you
have the overcoats with you, / know
where one is needed right away. ]
cannot tell you the number. but I can
take you there II you have time to
wait. I'm off duty In ten minutes. The
man goes away early In the morning
So John sat down and waited and
then went out to ask the chauffeur
something about the new car. Then
the nurse came out dressed for ths
street and John held the door open fol-
her to get In.
Its West Fortieth street, neal
Tenth avenue" she said, settling bach
into the seat.
And John, repeating the address
got in also and shut the door. Their
suddenly the street light caught th'
CLINT of a strand Of hair. silver white
waving softly yer the little nurses
ear, and John, STOPPING. looked for th'
the first time fully into her face.
peggy" he cried. II might know
I'd find you on an errand OF mercy
Thank heaven, I've found you'll / can
not believe you're reafi"
you've taken a long time hunting
john" softly.
Peggy. dear. / love you. Wei
give all these people money to buy new
ciathaa instead of old Onea. Surel'