The producers news. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1918-1937, 1918-11-08
POOR MARY
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By MILDRED WHITE.

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,r1mising as its advertisement.
aWhpreY'-asked Jack, of the ten
- "shall | be able to get a meal liz
Ais dead hole? The thing they cal
uotel isn't inviting"
aSorry my wife is too busy moving
% accommodate you," answered
Graves the tenant, "but perhaps Mrs.
HoItby will. You'd be sure of good
r,ooI there; she is particular about
having her guests recommended, so /
riIl speak for you over the phone"
Seems to be all right" he said.
,o+nrning presently. "First house at
tbo foot of the hill"
Mrs. Maltby was not at home" a
] ,oot maid told him. "Her husband
who was deaf had misunderstood the
message"
lack cast an approving glance at the
drI who waited in the doorway; she
VAS good to look upon in her trim, dark.
blue dress with its white collar and
cuffs. The ruffied apron and perkish
ran. gave her the appearance of a
screen picture maid. Couldn't yeu-?"
he began, and stopped.
The girl dimpied, We'll" she agreed.
some in and will get you something
TO eat."
The something was very satisfactory.
Jack had never tasted more delicious
@HOw much?" asked Jack, when the
last excuse for lingering had been ex-
4 hauSted
TIfty CENTS" the maid answered
briSkly.
"Its too little," he said, smiling.
"Mrs. Maltby's usual price," the girl
replied.
Uncertainty, Jack fingered q quarter,
then laid it beside his plate, "For sat-
tfactOry service" he said.
The maid placed the quarter and the
half dollar In table drawer.
"That was for you," he told her, she
continued brushing the table.
lam working for Mrs. Naltby," she
q explained.
SWELL, thank you-then," Jacks eyes
i met hers. What may call your"
The girls own lovely eyes were cast
down demurely. "Just, Mary" she
said
Who Is the maid" he later demand
ed Of the tenant, who works for Mrs.
LltbyT
THE Carson girl helps her out occa-
aOlally," Graves informed him, '"she's
an orphan and works out her board
where she can"
Most beautiful girl I ever saw"
JACK enthusiastically declared.
Think so?" Graves explained. his
lone expressed establishment.
JACK, did think so; the wonderfully
sNactlye face haunted him for DAYS,
Munted him until in desperation, he
BANGED shut his desk. I'm going out
s.aln to look that farm over" he told
bis father.
me was sitting out beneath a tree.
upon bis second visit, and she still wore
Ie pretty apron, though the cap was
missing. ~
lop| she cried, and all the dimples
cane Into play.
Jack fanc.ed the demure ewes twink
led in Welcome y - T" I'm
'l' aU,o IS out there on the road"
Ogsan abruptly. q have been think
- VI you ever since I was here. I
n ,ru, 70 talk to you. Can't you slip
Wy aao ride a little way?"
~"5! promptly stuffed her knitting
H. , a,s apron pocket. "AI right,~
Now am Jack Townsend Of the
W. he began.
h. 1 ar ! nodded. "lIr. Graves has told
gto, n ABOUT YOU" she said. And that
rnn aIoolS enchanted ride through
d nas- ne.ds was but the beginning
bn,p auy' Thereafter, Jacks business
Ion tb nt'e 1evertsh rush to compile
III u Io' lie might hasten to his divins
t,,. rs realized the shock this mar !
aobor @'q orlng to his 'society-loving'
Din; s s,., For Jacks marriage was
M s, settled and decided upon. It had
%en Very simple. - i
S an just dippy about you, Mary
T Wv IerVeutly declared
aoIo r,s you too, jack" she had mi
SsoasIy replied. '--O 0 LII 6
asras Oa a was not Mary's name.
AOugb rh1 Oee1 mistaken in that.
rs R. cue was an orphan, her name
eeaiag tb o' Jack knew nothing con-
& What ld,lliy Of the girl he loved, a
/ Nae l"l'er' she was his choice. t
b lido upon the afternoon of their t
Natag ba ual ne dlscerned a limousine /.
eaed N oeIOre Maltby's door as he g
~ 1''Fg!' cried the girl ~,t,. Amt = =
Qad IN ~ immediately she was en-. II
Poor Ma. eiuerly woman's embrace. q
svD1.s out here In the country o
Pc sudaopp1a the aunt, then her u
bust ons ieIl upon Jack. MARY" a
ead and nave you been running e
@cla urlng yourself again?
SbOara1 ~ l hoped when we sent e
Test at ~ this quiet spot that you y
lIsas% AIT after your gay season" !.
'dered ~. mary, she turned to the ="
soae nono ok II have a lot of
ne snsn, she confessed, (which
pic0us Of every su;tor hu+