Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1918-05-17
MARYLAND. FRIDAY MORNING, MAY II, 1918.
show up there. l lose my Job, But
you're sure It was her uncle?"
Buemer sQuirmed and nodded.

Buemer sQuirmed and nodded.
Thank God! Won't I be good
to her when she gets back--just
wetoh!"
He was Sone, and barely out of the
door, when Mrs. Buemer came in, her
face Mortified. why, Joseph Buemer!
what terrible liar you are! that fell
low was young and handsome, and not
fat. Now what1l you do2" she asked
fearfuliy.
TO tell the TRUTH don't know;
but / said 4 guess;-didn't II So It
want a whole lie. But I've go to do
something" He laid his pipe down.
But what it'll be don't know"
Say, have you any idea where her
uncle does liver" he asked.
She looked puzzled. then answered:
why, yes, Joseph; but what's that"
Never mind II she told you ever
tell me?"
She mentioned once his living over
on Western avenue. corner Marsh"
Good Then I'll go see him, an see
what can be done"
But" his wife objected, you see,
she went with young fellow saw
him, even II you didn't"
We'll. her unoie may tell me where
she is. aqd I'll see her and tell her
how be feels. and try 10 get her
back"
You'll have big Job, Joseph. No
woman b coming back hat way"
"A woman who loves will u she
don't. it's better she don't But RI
see. II I don't fix 1t, he'll kill ham.
self sure. saw It on his face A
first"
A long ride on tho eleotrics brought
him to Western avenue and the cor
ner OF Marsh street, where he alight
ed and sought out her uncle, James
Mcbride.
He opened the door in answer to a
hearty Come mi" and looked into
the face of Mcbride himself.
1nstinotively Buemer recognized
that the man was one of his own
kind. and he went on to tell the story.
As he did 80. the smile faded from his
broad face, leaving It sober.
Il see. see, Mr. Buemer, an I'm
sorry. kinda thought that some
thin might come up. Lawton ia too
hot-headed. though a dandy fellow at
heart. But she isn't here Now.
where can she beH It doesn't seem
yet II she was stirred up she might
go of with young Blaire Well look
him up. Come onl"
Il tell you we've got to hustle;
Lawton gets through work at
o'clock. We cant find young Blaire,
and Ill bet he's taken her"
mo, won't believe II; she wouldn't
20 away with him She might think
of It. but she's true blue after her
pride gets down a little. Perhaps
his eyes brlghtened-"she may have
landed at my place while we were
away"
Mcbride threw open the door, and
called to his wife. In answer a figure
seemed to fly from the other room. a
bright-halred figure into McBride's
arms.
Thank God, little girl-its youl"
lhe cried
"Oh, unclel" Thon she proceeded
to tell him in words that poured from
her heart-a story Of hurt pride. an
ger, Of a rash message sent to Blaire.
of her going with him, then the reali-
zatlon that she did love Lawton more
than anybody else in the world" Of
her leaving Blaire and coming to him,
but not finding him, and wanting to
know what to do.
"Do-you foolish little girl? You
hustle right back with Buemer, have
the fat all bright. get up some kind
of a supper-tell him that you love
him. and forget" her uncle answered
A few minutes later Buemer and
his charge we're hurrying back to the
tenement
When they reached It, and he had
lit her lamps, and everything was
bright and cheerful, she looked at the
clock. ooh, I won't have time TO get
supper--what shall l do?" She turned
to him.
Mrs. Buemer spoke up. you and
James come in with us for supper.
Hark! Come. Joseph"
They backed out hastily, but Bue
mer looked back In time to see the
young fellow pause on his threshold
then gather the form that came to
him in his arms