The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1917-10-11
THE DAILY
STORY
A Bungalow for Two.
BY LOUISE OLIVER.
fcopyright, 1917, by the Mcclure
Newspaper Syndicate)
~ n, -, aoGnt N d0 tonight

w jimmy, who had stopped
At the drug store for poaRtful OF
cigars. turned and faced Murrin, keen
eyed and clever Of fingers, but well
dressed and with certain persuasive
manner that always got under Jimmys
skin.
Jimmy had started out with good
intentions. A walk, a movie, then
home TO bed. 1t was Dutch luck to
run into Murrin now! 1t would be
hard to get away; hard, because he
knew he didn't want to get away.
He wanted very much to go where
Murrin was going-to Silver Kings
poolroom-where the crowd usually
fung out, and beore the evening was
ever through movable panel into
s,Ilver's back room, where green.top-
ped tables were popular In various
ways, according to the way one most
preferred to lose money.
And Jimmy had his months salary
in his pocket to lose. For, of course,
ne would lose 1t If he stayed with
Murrin and the crowd; he always did.
That was why he had determined on
new leaf He was tired Of being
strapped. Besides. he had been hav-
ing visions lately Of something diff
ferent from his unattractive life in a
bricked.up boarding house.
Hello, Murrin, you're stranger.
Where have you been?"
"0h, inventin' a submarine killer.
What you goin' to do tonight"
Nothing much"
~ do h
err"
Jimmy considered. NO, / don't be.
lieve | can, Murrin. | sort Of have a
date"
IAN right. I'll walk part way with
you"
Again Jimmy considered. The strain
of good old Vermont stock in him was
on top tonight, and while he gave his
friend cigar and lighted his own, a
plan struck him. 1t was suggested by
the entirely open directory on the
counter.
give me an envelope and stamp
Charlie" he called to the clerk. Just
wait a minute, Murrin; I've got to
Eend note to friend of mine. I'll
81 with you then" And he ran his
Parsons was the first name his eye
found. Patricia, Miss, a5S West Twen.
ty-fifth street.
And slipping five $50 bills inside the
envelope, he addressed 1t and dropped
it into the mail box beside the door.
Murrin had watched the operation
! with scowl Must be pretty good
| friend" he growled.
That's none of your business" said
| Jimmy, cheerfully. Now, I'm ready"
Come to think of it, guess I'll go
down to the quarium ana watch the
porpoise blow himself Good night"
said Murrin, striding out.
Jimmy grinned rather sheepishly
az he looked from his friends re.
treating figure to the mail box where.
lin lay most of the money he had in
)the world, addressed to a person he
cad never heard OF. "a might have
sent it myself" he reflected ruefully,
but Id have wound up by losing II
10 the crowd. anyway, and it's safer
where it is. So, Miss Patricia Parsons.
he you 20 or II. may hundred dollars
|ot my hard.earned money make you
happy"
Now we'll have to leave Jimmy and
fellow his letter which in due time was
tipped under Miss Parsons door after
ner linguistic landlady had all but eaten
L to determine its contents.
At o'clock the next evening Miss
Parsons unlocked her door and step.
ped on the rather thick envelope. She
was too tired to be very curious about
snything, and threw 1t on the bureau
and did little wondering while she
frok off her things and pinned up
few hayward curls. Miss Parsons was
very pretty-she was neither 70 or II.
She was an accountant in a furniture
etore and % years old. She was also
lonely and homesick-for like Jimmy
\ Fhe had good old New England strain
(Which excluded the only kind of friends
would have been easy to make.
When she drew the money out of
he envelope she was not surprised.
I was merely mistake, she assured
terself, in spite of the fact that it
bore her name. She needed a new
nat and shoes and lot of things, but
well the money was not hers so there
was no use considering.
AT the end of two weeks no owner
or donor-hsd put in an appearance.
Then Patricia began to be puzzled, as
TO what to do with 1t.
Then one day she made an invest.
nent. It was while willow break
ast room set with touches Of delft
ue. She had admired it In the
irniture store for weeks and pictured
herself sunny little bungalow in
be country and a tiny dining-room
18th roses at the window and the fur.
ture within. Then when a happy lit.
y bride.to-be bought 1t, and came
ack later white and miserable saving
pat her fiance had been killed in the
ar, Patricia had declared promptly
lat she would buy 1t back from her
frself and handed over Jimmy's $500.
In a month came another 500.
mmy had determined to cure him.
VI Of gambling, for his souls sake.
"a decided that the price was NOT
high. He'd only lose 1t any way
Id the idea appealed to his sporting
God.
Then along came another bargain-
living room set of wicker-just the
ing for bungalow. 1t was pur.
ased and stored with the willow
ings were 1nokino IN o.. o.,,