Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1918-05-09
HIS DRIVER
BY MILDRED WHITE.

lage station. looked quickly about for
the usual hotel conveyG zee. It was q
mile and half TO the center Of the
town, and his time there was limited.
No customary bus presented itself to
hts vindom impat1ently he strobe up
the roadway and there. just at the
bend, waited d large automobile. In
the drivers sent sat the most beautiful
gfn he had ever seen.
Truesdnie was debating with him.
sslf whether he might dare tn ask of
her Che information the brusque sta
ron agent dsnIed. when the girl leaned
forward.
@Auto for LgndenyIlle7" she asked.
"You mean he blurted out, "that
you would drive me there7"
The Eir4 pushed open the car door.
'That 10 my business" she answered.
With aiacrity he placed his valise In
the machine ard seated himself by the
driver. Her gauntleted hands were
upon the wheel
'sWhere2p she asked briefly.
Truesdale answered with the house
name of his destination. There was
no invitation for further remark in her
businesslike manner.
Once abe turned to smile at him.
"Great morning, isn't itf" she said. To
Glen Truesdale II was q "great morn
ing"
There's the great business block
ahead" laughed the girl, "and your
Office the center one. Twenty-Five
cents, please"
$50 SOON" said TruesdaIa His tone
bespoke disappointment.
The driver flung open the door, and
even as he descended she prepared
to whirl her car about In departure.
Then inspiration came to him. There
was % little OF interesting variety in
his tread-mill Life. this glorious morn
ing spin had seemed like an hour from
his boyhood. The car and the services
Of this lovely. banning maid were mi
raculousiy for hire.
This afternoon" said Truesdais, 81
would like 10 BE- carried ovar TO the
next town could you do III"
The girl considered. yes" she
said; "and there win be other passen-
gers. Call for you at two"
The other passengers were tucked
into the back seat when she arrived.
Silently he resented the presence Of
the two old ladies'. but on their swing
ing way again. he was glad. The driv-
~ uaat,aaH 80 faal Rraa non, a. lwat,,ao
him In the merry, descriptive remarks
she made to the others. Back. with
the station lights cleaning through
evening dusk, Glen Truesdale fingered
bealde the big car.
1T win be necessary for me 10 pay
a weekly visit here for some time,a he
told the grill may ] ask you to drive
me each Wednesday,"
For moment she regarded him be-
meath her soft cap brim.
Certainly" she agreed impersonally.
It was altogether strange and mex
plicable how that winsome. girlish face
haunted him through the days which
followed Mockingly II smiled from
perplexing papers, resentfully II
Epssned to withdraw az his own return
Ing smile. Unreasonable anger filed
hlEnp-.thst 'ahss should be carrying
people about here and there. at 30
much Q mile, and whyf And what
was II all to him. he who did not even
know her namef
MY name IL Glen Truesdala," he alb
Fuptiy Informed her upon one Of their
later rides. Il would like to know
yours"
'.AfarSaret oarstairs." she replied in
mimicry,
This last ride down through the
early starlight vas one Of enehaDt-
ment. Truesdals dared hardly glance
at the glowing face near his own, lest
he must tell the girl how lovely she
wus, and forever break the charm.
he knew that one step
out of his stipulated role Of customer
only" would be the end. But how to
fee her under other and more promis-
ing condIuons-that was the problem
Then, because he must know more OF
her, be sought the station agent
Whom did you say she wasf" he
Gsked casually, ''the young woman who
drives the auto-busP
Don't know much about 'ern," the
agent replied. "Cams here a couple
of months ago and rented the old Gage
place. CarstairA. the name. Her hus-
band started to run the auto trips,
when he was called to war. Then, she
took II up. Pretty plucky."
Truesdale's head was swimming. He
stepped out into the night. Her hus-
he had gone---tc war. Yes,
II was pretty plucky. And Glen Trues-
dale came bach to the country town
no more.
The girls eyes grew wistful a. Wed.
nesday after Wednesday passed. But
the haunting eyes looking bad from
Glen's paper were mocking ones.
When business forced him again to the
country his face whitened with fear
that she would be there, but when he
saw her his heart Quicksned In joyous
response. Speechlessly he stood gazing
into her reproachful face.
"You have been away--so long" she |
said. disappointment was In her tone.
Business method seemed TO have |
vanished. when / heard Of your hus-
band being away at war" Truesdale
began.
my husbandi" cried Margaret Car
stairs. Then she laughed ''They DO
get things mixed up here's she said. |
TT 10 my brother who went to war.
Mother did not want me to take his |
plaee. butt
Glen Truesdale Jumped into the seat |
~ her alde. But I'm mighty glad you |
did" he said ferventiy.