The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1918-05-14
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SQUEAKy SHOES :
Ey VINCENT G. PERRY.

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before he had thrown his bathrobe
over his pnJnmas, slipped into his slip
pers and opened his bedroom door, but
In that short time whoever II was that
had raped, had disappeared. Marshall
was about to close the door when the
odor of hot coffee reached his nos
trlls: there 1t wns--a large cupful on
tray ut his feet and there was II
plate Of steaming mullins, too.
swell this is the best yet" he NUT
tered us he picked up the tray. "My
rooming-house lady certainly is attcn-
tive tn her roomers."
He did not wait to dress before tack
ling the mullins and coffee.
"Grcat" he exclaimed when the last
crumb had been washed down by tho
last drop Of coffee. II made u change
for the better when I moved here.
Breakfast wasn't included In my bar.
gain. either"
Marshall was clerk In a shoe store.
Saturday night, the busiest of all the
week for him, came and was almost
gone. He was tired through and
through, and the prospect Of sleeping
late on Sunday looked bright.
He was the last one to leave the
store that night and was just turning
the key In the lock to close up when
he heard Il faint pant beside him. He
looked and saw a pretty young woman
who had been hurrying.
"Oh. am I too late to get pair Of
shoes?' she painted. ~ have been work
Ing late tonight and did so want to
get Them
There was an appeal In her tone and
he liked her face. at won't be any
trouble to open up again." he answered
as he pushed upon the door and flashed
on the lights. "What style of shoe do
you want and what size do you wearw
She did not take long to make her
choice. Almost the first pair he showed
her she liked, and although he warned
her that they would squeak for time
until they were broken-ln, she was bent
on the purchase.
at Is late for you to be out alone.
Perhaps am going your way" he sug-
gested.
II live in Marlborough street; num-
Der thirty-seven."
"The very place where room." he
said in surprise, II have just been there
q week."
TT Is strange that we have never
met at the rooming house." she said
as they were walking home. II have
been working SO hard at the Office the
last two weeks that haven't had time
to notice any changes. Where Is your
roomT
"At the end Of the hall on the second
floor"
She started. "Are you surer she
asked.
Certainly"
"Has Miss Moore, the former occu.
pant Of that room. left the house alto
getherr
"The landlady told me that they had
taken her to sanitarium. The room
was fumigated before went into It,"
"Poor little thing. was afraid It
would come to that" There was gen.
ulne sorrow In her voice. As Marshall
wished her goodnight, he asked her
her name.
''Grace Atkinson" she answered.
"Mlne Is Marshall Bell" he told
her, "and hope will be able to re-
new our acquaintance some time
soon." Then he went to bed.
When he awoke 1t was past noon. He
jumped out Of bed, hurriedly. Why
hadn't ne Weakened at the knock! The
coffee and mullins would be cold. He
opened the door and gave gasp Of dis.
appointment. The tray was not there
AS he passed through the hall on
his way out to dinner, he looked into
the sitting room. where he spied the
young woman Of the evening before
sitting reading.
wont you come out to dinner7" he
invited.
She hesltated for a minute, then
rose. "Thank you, I WILL" she said
AS she walked toward him he noticed
the squeak Of her new shoes.
'The landlady must be SICK" he re-
marked after they had had dinner. "She
always leaves a nice tray of mullins
and coffee for me In the morning, bu,
this morning she did not do so. I love
mullins and coffee!"
II think the landlady Is quite well,
Grace answered, as she put her hand
kerchief to her cheeks to hide blush
Monday morning Marshall woke with
a start. Had he been dreaming? He
would have sworn that he had heard
q rap on his door. He listened. There
was an unmlstakable sound Of squeak.
ing shoes going down the hall. He
. opened the door Just little. The odOr
Of coffee greeted him and he seized
the tray. After he had finished he
dressed. and as he was going out
stopped to put the tray back where
he had found 1t but, struck with u
thought he put 1t back In his room
and locked his door as he went out.
Grace Sterling was preparing sup.
per that evening when there was q
! timid knock on her door. She opened