Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1918-07-18
KELLEY-CUPID
BY AGNES C. RRoaAN.

| Ing down into the street. There was
| the limousine belonging to his boss;
| presently the boss daughter would
| emerge and 90 running up the entrance
| steps. In few moments she would
! come into the room glancing anxiously
| about, as was her custom lately. Be
| fore she and her fathers secretary
had their ''smashup," there were no
| anxious glances.
Miss Helen Hazen had been wont to
| pass confidently into the inner office
| as one sure of welcome. The secre-
| tary would return from escorting her
to the elevator after her departure, In
blissful humor which included the
entire office force, just as his gloom
now. peryaded 1t.
"Them two was bugs about each
other" Kelley myttered IAN now
what the"
His meditations were interrupted by
the arrival of the young woman her
self
How do you do, Kellyf" she re-
marked with exaggerated ease. "Fa-
| Their in today?
The office boy regarded her in ad-
mlration.
mo, Miss Hazen," he replied, "your
father has gone for the afternoon. will
just stop in again before closing, GO
In to n directors meetin' after havin'
his dinner down town" Kelley paused,
and raised gulleless Irish eyes. "Mr.
| Arsdale has gone too" he said.
Phe daughter of the boss flushed.
adding unnecessarily to the rose color
of her cheeks. Then with n frown be-
| tween her pretty brows. she passed
into the deserted office and seated her
self before her fathers desk. For
time she fingered, her eyes seeking
wistfully a farther vacated desk
Kelley" she called Mt last. and
"Kel" came.
Miss Hazen seemed to have difficulty
In broaching her subject. "Mr. Ars-
dale is very good TO you, is he not?"
! she asked.
use to be-" Kelley corrected, "be-
fore he got on this crouch of his"
"Grouch?' questioned the girl, why,
| Kelley, what do you mean?"
"Well, as near as I kin remember"
answered the boy, at happened after
you come walkin' in here one day with
| that Knowlton swell Mebbe you've
tozgot 1t, but" Kelley paused elo-
| quently "he amt"
Miss Hazen did not speak, she was
drawing scraggly lines upon the pad
before her
After all, Kelley" she Snid you
may be wrong about that crouch.
And" her chin tilted proudly zone
| should at least explain ones lack of
courtesy Courtesy" she repeated,
why the man has been positively I'M
civil
With an abrupt laugh she bent over
the desk, "and we won't talk any more
about people who treat MS shabbily.
Kelley"
Impatiently she dashed the tears
from her eyes and opened her dainty
purse, finding one of her engraved
cards; she turned its free side TO
scribhle a message TO her father
But its wording was difficult. She
had counted upon her fathers cham
pionship in rescuing her that evening
from a distasteful situation. Her
mothers purpose was very visible: she
had taken the liberty of accepting, in
her daughters name, an invitation
from Horace Knowlton.
At eight o'clock he would call to
take her to the opera and without her
fathers Intervention, refusal would be
useless she had been through It all
so often; Horace, because OF his wealth
and station was, In her mothers eyes,
all things desirable as n husband for
her daughter, The girl sighed. Dad
was so different, with his own wealth,
there was but one thing he wished for
his daughter, the old-fasnioned happi- !
ness.
81 have missed you at the office"
Helen wrote. Gould you stop at the
house tonight before the directors
meeting?"
please give that to father when he |
returns" she directed Kelley.
II was not the president of the com
pauy who later returned, but the secre- |
tary instead
ANY business?" he crisply inquired
The office boy studied bit Of card
board in his hand, then with a keen
glance passed it over. Miss Hazen
left that" he said
The secretary's face went white as
he read the message.
For me?" he asked unbelievahly.
Sure" answered Kelley Arsdale's
hand trembled as he turned the card
over and read its engraved name then
a light shone In his eyes With one
stride he was at the telephone.
shamelessly Kelley listened.
Miss Hazen?" joyousIy questioned
the secretary "Well, this is Arsdale-
Tom-iust wanted to tell you that am
coming out to the house now. Why
yes now, If l may"
AT the door the secretary looked
back with his old cheerful smile.
Good night, Kelley he said. Then
Kelley turned 10 the telephone.
Miss Hazen," he called promptly.
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