The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1918-01-17
BUNGALOW FOR TWO
BY LOUISE OLIVER.

jimmy, VINO Hdu stopper at the drug
store for a pocketful of cigars, turned
and faced Murrin, keen-eyed and clever
Of fingers, but well dressed and with
certain persuasive manner that al
ways got under Jimmys skin.
Jimmy had started out with good
intentions. A walk, q movie, then
home to bed. 1t was Dutch luck to
run into Murrin nowl 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 Murrip
was going-to Silver Kings poolroom
where the crowd usually hung out.
and before the evening was over
through a movable panel into Silver's
back room, where green-topped tables
were popular in various ways, accord
Ing to the way one most preferred to
lose money. And Jimmy had his
months salary in his pocket to lose
For, of course, he would lose 1t if he
stayed with Murrin and the crowd I;
he always id. That was why he had
determined on a new leaf. He was
tired of being strapped. Besides, he
had been having visions lately of some
thing different from his unattractive
life in bricked-up boarding house.
Hello, Murrin, you're d stranger.
Where have you been?"
ooh, inventin' a submarine killer.
What you goin to do tonight?"
Nothing much"
"Neither am l. Let's do it together"
Jimmy considered. mo; l don't be-
lieve 1 can, Murrin. l sort of have
date"
"All right. I'll walk part way with
you"
Again Jimmy considered. A plan
struck him. 1t was suggested by the
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
send a note to a friend of mine. I'll
go with you then" And he ran his
eye over the pages of the directory.
Parsons was the first name his eye
found. Patricia, Miss, 1858 West Twen-
ty-fifth street.
And slipping five twenty dollar bills
inside the envelope, he addressed it
and dropped it into the mail box be-
side the door.
Murrin had watched the operation
with a scowl. "Come to think of it,
/ guess I'll go down to the aquarium
and watch the porpoise blow himself.
Good night" said he, strldlng out.
Jimmy grinned rather sheepishly as
he looked from his friends retreating
figure to the mail box wherein lay
most of the money he had in the world,
addressed to a person he had never
heard of.
At six o'clock the next evening Miss
Parsons unlocked her door and stepped
on the rather thick envelope. She was
too tired to be very curious about any
thing, and threw it on the bureau and
did n little wondering while she took
off her things and pinned up few
hayward 'curls. Miss Parsons was
nor seventeen. She was an account
ant in a furniture store and twenty
two years old.
When she drew the money out of
the envelope she was not surprised.
1t was merely mistake, she assured
herself, In spite of the fact that it bore
her name. She needed new hat and
shoes and a lot of things, but-well
the money was not hers so there was
no use considering.
At the end of two weeks no owner
nor donor-had put in an appearance.
Then Patricia began to be puzzled, as
to what to do with 1t.
Then one day she made an invest
ment. 1t was white willow break
fast room set with touches of delft
blue. She had admired it in the furni
ture store for weeks and pictured to
herself a sunny little bungalow in the
country and a tiny dining-room with
roses at the window and the furniture
within.
In month came another 500. jim
my had determined to cure himself Of
for his souls sake, and de-
cided that the price was not too high.
He'd only lose it anyway and the idea
to his sporting blood.
Then along came another bargain
n living room set of wicker-just the
thing for a bungalow. 1t was pur-
chased and stored with the willow.
Things were looking up for Patricia
A third check bought a charming lit
tie bedroom set, for Jimmy was doing
il right and sending hundred every
month.
Then one day Patricia decided to
look for a house. Wasn't 1t odd that
It was Jimmy's real estate office she
happened to choose and that the min
ute Jimmy saw her he decided that he
would show her the listed houses him
self.
OF course he discovered she was
Patricia Parsons, and Patricia discov-
cred that it was Jlmmy's money she
had used. And when they found
love of a cottage, roses and all, and
pictured how 1t would look with the
new furniture, what other way was
there to end it? Can't you guess?
Ask Cupid.
Copyright. 1917, by the Mcclure Newspa-
per Syndlcate)