The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1918-05-09
THE DAILY
SHORT STORY.
A Matter Of Money.
BY LINCOLN RoTH5LuM.
CCopyright, 1918, by the Mcclure
e,gsparer Syndicate.)


femininity as one could find at
the fashionable resort OF Norma
Dor. Bsr.ey five fcet IN her French
heeled boots, she had 2 most allurinE
manner OF looking into your eyes as II
your very gesture we're precious to her.
Despite the alteration paid her, she re-
NAMED lorable But beyond these APP
parent la 10, little was known Of Gloria
Stanley, no came every year to this
resort ar to all apparences plentiful:
II supplie with money. Always dress
ca IN good taste, with no little variety
10 her costumes, it is not 10 be Won
dered that she excited the admiration
of the women as we'll as the men.
And now tie summer colony was
agog with excitement-for Gloria had
met her hero And this is the way
it.happened:
Arising one morning earlier than the
other guests. she slipped into her bath
ing suit and ran lightly across the
stretch CT sand. fairly qiuyering with
suppressed excitement and pleasure Of
her anticipated plunge. Pausing mo-
ment on tiptoe at the edge of the pier
to drop her bathrobe and judge her
dive. she Stretched her arms obliqueIy
downward and sailed through the air,
cleaving the water like an arrow. III
4 moment her straight body could be
seen ekimlng close to the surface.
e tten suddenly it stopped as il it had
struck q barrier. And there arose
above the water two heads. more
shocked than hurt by the contact.
"I'n1 so sorroy," Gloria suffered. as
she tread water. didn't see you be.
fore | dove of. !"
Mighty careless Of me to be in the
way, " laughed the young man, with
most engaging smile, as he swan close
by in a ve-y Professional manner -
hope you're not hurt"
Not Il bit" she responded, smiling
back at him, and as moments after.
thought, lets race to shore"
Taking his compliance as granted,
she commenced to augment the dis.
lance between them with broad, EN-.
bracing strokes, He let her keep in the
lead until but few feet from shore
then swiftly caught UP to her, so that
they emerged in unison.
"You swim we'll" he said, breathing
hard. II didn't think Id have to work
SO hard to catch up"
And, although Gloria couldn't ac.
count for it, she felt fiattered by this
strangers praise. Out of the corner
+ of her eye she saw a stalwart man
Just a little different from any other
she had ever met before.
Let's rest" she suggested, stretch
ing full length on the sand, which
had Just begun to reflect the warmth
Of the sun now we'll up in the heavens
He sat down beside her, hands
clasped about his knees. 1t was as IL
they we're children and she had said,
Lets play. He entered into the spirit.
My}nsules John Turner, he ventur.
ed by way Of conversation, but most
felks call'me Jack. What's yours"
TSsme is Gloria Stanley. but
most folks call me Glory" she mimick-
ed, her blue eyes twinkling merrily
I'm staying at the hotel. When did
you Gomez"
) The young man hesitated.
oh, I'm not at the hotel" he an.
swereds hurriedly. I'm camping on
the other side of the lake. That hotel
and my pocketbook don't hitch"
AS into avoid the personal trend his
remark had given to their conversation
he continued: But you must be hun.
cry. Hadn't you better 90 for break.
fast?"
Gloria arose and shook the wet sand
from her suit won't you come, too?"
she asked abruptly, as if against her
better judgement.
mo- no. he hastily responded, my
breakfast is waiting for me across the
lake."
With serious formaltty they shook
hands, and Gloria turned towards the
hotel xeranda, where already could be
seen the ever watehful ladies missing
nothing of the scene enacted before
them
The next morning. IS if by telpathic |
understanding, Gloria was at the wa.
ter's edge at the same hour and in the
same costume as the day before. Nor
was she disappointed TO find the .Cun,-
man already on hand. In the bottom OF
conoe lay a neat bundle of wearing
apparel.
Thought I'd row across this morn. |
ing SO ] could bring my clothes, and
after We have our dip, I'd like to accept
yesterdays invitation" and as the
questioning lock left her face, he adj.
ded: I'm camping by myseIf-and
it's lonesome"
Bully" she cried striking her palms
together man-fashion, and then it'll
be tennis after breakfast. HUH"
Cutie naturally he took her hand as
they waded into the water until the
depth permitted swimming. That morn.
ing they raced beneath the wa1er.
spr1nging above the waves like fyipg
fish, diving in every conceivable posi-.
tion-and In all the young man exc. |
scIted, the girl gamely followed suit.
Tired ana breathless, they foated on
their backs toward shore. And the
porch dowagers shook their heads |
ominousiy as the laughter of the two |
hgure chasing each other up and down
,tne sand came family to their ears.
y But neither were prepared for the
chenee clothes made. He hal not quite
expected y see this boyish girl trans.
formed into the vision standing before
MN just 9 trifie taller in the loTlheel. !
ea tennis shoes; nor. It must be ad.I
nitted, had Gloria anticipated the yerv
5000 impression the white flanneIed
man seemed to be making upon the