The Winslow mail., 1918-12-13

are 0HV0IOpou In nOmelKo glow
| from crate and In each others arms
while they exchange dovelike glances
| of tenderness.
Jerry Kept his eyes fixed on the pie
ture and 1t inspired him so that he
succeeded in getting through the rest
| Of the proposal in fairly creditable
fashion. He didn't even neglect the
'EYOu could make me the happiest man
in the world if you would only say
/ etc, etc.
This proposal had been expected by
Priscilla, but she was no more pre-
pared for definite answer than she
had been when Melville asked the
same question. She was very fond of
both. Melville, tall and dark, had a
, very prepOssessing appearance and
personality, while Hart, of light com
plexion and more athletic build, ap-
peared possessed Of a greater amount
OF resolution and more manly charac-
ter.
The clock struck p. m. and brought
Priscilla ont of her reverie. She
looked at the brief which hid John
Hamilt0n's countenance and wondered
what was going on in that keen device
that served as his brain. She turned
to her typewriter, ratified the keys for
moment, then reversed her position
quickly and caught him in the act Of
staring at her. She laughed.
"Spring fever has caught me, I
guess" she said. 81 can't seem to con
centrate on my work, and Tn about as
useful to you as piano to deaf man
without any hands,"
He laid the brief on his desk.
"You need a vacation" he suggest
ed. ''Tve been working you too hard.
With circuit court session only two
weeks off I've had to keep you buster
than usual. You'd better go out and
inhale some summer sunshine and for
get all about this little old Office for
SPELL"
"Orders is ORDERS" she laughed, as
he helped her into her jacket.
She went toward the door, pinning
her hat In place.
Gust a minute, PRISCILLA" he called
rs there something troubling you?
Can't l help, il there is?"
She ratified the door knob, hesitat-
ing.
"N0pe, / guess not" she answered
"GOOd afternoon" and the door closed
behind her.
He picked up the brief and didn't
notice it was upside down. He sat
thinking for perhaps fifteen minutes
and might not have stirred for full
hour had not the door opened and
Priscilla stepped in. She was in tears
Hamlin leaped from his chair and es-
cOrted her to it, then stood helpless
nearby, as helpless as most men are
when women cry.
"Im SO miserable" she sobbed
soaking a tiny handkerchief with q
torrent Of salt water. "Mr. Hamlin
you're a lawyer, and you ought to bt
able to settle this. case for me-"
Hamlin drew a chair close to her
coughed very professionally and said
somewhat whimsically:
every we'll. Give me the details OF
the problem and I'll try to figure ou
a solution
So she laid the whole affair before
him, and he sat back in his chair and
knitted his brow into a thoughtful
frown.
"Of course, Priscilla" he said, "T'll
advise you to the best of my ability
but / can't decide for you whether
you'd rather be bankers or a brake
mans wife,"
He stroked his chin and looked to.
ward the ceiling, where the lone fly
was making return trip, buzzing ami
cably. The lawyer bit his lip and
hoped the poor fiy wouldn't fall and
break his back.
'You see," he went on, while tbs
girl sobted softly, ''this puts me in q
rather painful position; because-be
cause-well, TO tell the truth, Priscilla
I've learned to be rather fond of yoU
myself during our four and a hall
years' association in the office, and yor
-yOu-See-''
1rlScIlla IaugneQ ana the tear H00C
was damned.
"'Nuff said, John Hamlin,'' she said
merrily. "Do you know, I've thought
all along that I didn't want to bse eithel
bankers or brakeman's wife.
would muoh rather be a, lawyers Wife
Hamlin started so violently that he
nearly fell out OF his chair. The reve
lation was so unexpected that it upset
even his practical mind. He recovered
his mental equilibrium quickly, how
ever, and, drawing his chair still
closer, said softly:
Priscilla, you could make me the
happiest man in the world if you would
only say" etc., etc.