The Barre daily times. (Barre, Vt.) 1897-1959, 1918-02-18

with all the air and sunshine Their,
isn't n newspaper Job In the worlt
that would tempt me-"
You're right there. The sunshin,
and tho sky are all you say they are
but you'd get lonesome same as did
You'd quit II you were out there all
alone. Well. I'm going right over "a
get the clothes need, Write II out
so the man In tho store will know
what 10 hand me. The boss will foot
the bill, 30 don't get nervous about
how much II will cost"
II was a week later and Bronco Bill
was on the Job when Margaret ar
rived at IL in the morning In fact.
he had been there since an early morn
Ing hour. Ranch life had accustomed
him to early rising. and the late hours
In the newspaper routine had not
changed his habits.
Now. don't be offended because I've
got my stiff collar or. girl he said.
pointing to the multicolored handker-
chief that he had loosely tied around
his collar band. I'll keep the boiled
razor-edge one on when I'm GOVERN
things. And right here In our Office
II doesn't matter
But suppose some society woman
comes In with a dinner list or some.
thing? Suppose Mrs Vandevere-"
The telephone rang and the assistant
answered.
Yes" he shouted. What do you
want. Go on. fire ahead. I've got the
pencil handy. Say, spell the name,
lady. Not 30 fast-I amt no dicta-
phone"
Margaret snatched the receiver
from the hand OF her assistant. oh,
yes. Mrs. Vandervere," she cooed
Yves, this is the society editor" Mar
garet scowled meaningly at the assist
ant over the phone and then, putting
her hand over the mouthpiece, said:
This is the way you ought to an
swer:
Yes, Mrs. Vandevere. Your dinner
guests for tonight will be-yes,' thank
you. | am sure 1t was very kind of
you. Mrs. Vandevere, to let me have
the names. and please don't be cross
with the Office boy who took up the
phone. He is very green and he was
lust trying to help"
Call me an ONCE boy again." shout
ID Bronco Bill, jumping to his feet.
Say. look here, girl, like you. I'm
larned fond of you and Just for your
AXE got into those swallowtails and |
hat burned walters outfit and I've |
,een hanging around at Irish wakes
md Dutch picnics and bal Mosques
very night for week, and every aft
rnoon I've been watchin' lot
I palefaced tenderfooters waltzin'
round till ! was so mad wanted to
boot the town up. Gosh, why them
ellers don't get out and work in the
anytime is more than can see. And
We just had enough of It. I've got
D the last barbecue. / kinder want
d to help you out cause l thought you
-ere tryin' TO handle job that was a
tile too much for you, but you turn
0und and call me an Office boy and
on and part company Either l
tay here as the boss OF the ranch and
Oh be the assistant and do it my way,
: I'll quit. I'm no greenhorn."
Suddenly Bronco BIZ stopped very
i'll. For the girl at his side was do
e what he had never seen another
oman do in all his life--weeping like
child.
"Bill," she sobbed, Il like you, too.
onest | do, and I'm grateful to you
r all you have done and | know you
I've tried your best, but society is
, place for you. You're a regular
an and ought to have . regular
ans job"
Bill, instinctively, but timidly, put
8 arm around the girls shaking
I'm sorry | vexed you,
rl,' he said. But you kind o. hurt
Y feelings. Ever since / heard you
Y that about the sky and the air
Q first day | saw you l knew that
IL were the girl that Gould make
in on a ranch heaven. I'm won
rim whether you would care to
AIRY rough guy like me and be a
ncher?"
Really" was Margarets way Of
nsenting, 'do you know I've always .
en- waiting for regular man like
A."