The Hope pioneer. [volume] (Hope, N.D.) 1882-1964, 1918-08-22
WAKING up!
BY koIs MERTON.


1t was like going into a new world
for Jasper Fairfax to have a vacation.
For ~ years he had been cooped
up in a gloomy room fronting a blind
court, porting ove the books of Nor
ton & Co. His routine had never
known a break. At eight in the morn
ing he got up on his high stool, at
twelve he ate a small lunch, at five in
the afternoon went to a cheerless
apartment in a cheap boarding house,
and ut nine to bed.
His salary was a liberal one, and he
saved money! What he was living for
except to provide for his old 6 he
never tried to figure out. He was
shut away from the brisk, varied bus
tie of the counting room. Perhaps the
only person he spoke to during the
day was his stenographer, Miss Ethel
Thorpe, who occupied a wire box of
ar office adjoining his own.
He spoke to her now. 1t was early
morning, and Miss Thorpe regarded
him with wonder as he appeared, the
tasteful dresser complete, an entirely
new Jasper Fairfax, looking more the
typical business nan than the desk
drudge.
II am going away, Miss Thorpe" he
announced, sc overwhelming an event
In his life that he appreciated her
startled look.
"Not-not for goodT questioned she,
a quick flutter in her tones.
II don't know" responded Jasper.
their branch at Bolton. You see, I
told them last. week that I had saved
up q little, and felt that I needed a
rest. They seemed really anxious to
keep me in their SERVICE"
"No wonder!" said Ethel.
"They asked me to visit the branch
office, and offered me a larger salary
If I will take charge Of it. OF I'LL
that would take me away from the
smoke and CRIME and turmoil Of the
city, but I've always had my ideal
a neat, pretty, country place, fresh air,
running brooks, birds, sunshine, and
and-well, Vegetables and flowers"
II shall be lonely when you are
gone" Her head dropped. He saw a
teardrop fall, and stared. And thrilled,
too!
"Well, I declare!" he exclaimed, II
never thought anybody in the world
ever gave poor, humble, homely me a
second thought. Oh, you won't miss
me after a day or two. Therell be a
new man in my place."
ut won't be you," insisted Ethel sad
~. ut was you who selected me
as your assistant from fifty others,
and gave my wavering heart cheer and
hope. You have taken time to give
me advice when I needed it"
II declared" repeated Jasper, and
he rubbed his chin reflectively.
ut makes me homesick, too, when
you speak of Bolton" went on Ethel,
"My mother lives only four miles out
Of that town. oh, Mr.. Fairfax, if you
should take charge of the branch, and
I could be transferred near mother!"
"Say," he observed, a trifle huskily,
"you cheer up, maybe I'll take that pc.
sition, after all"
And 30 hard was tito get Ethel out
of his mind, that, after Jasper had
reached Bolton and inspected the
plant, he looked up Mrs. Thorpe and
one morning started down a quiet oun
try road to reach the home Ethel told
him about. The pretty, old-fashioned
house nestled in q charming environ-
ment of garden and greenery. Mrs.
Thorpe welcomed him.
ooh. indeed, we know you, Mr.. Fair.
fax, my son and II" declared the widow
warmly. Scarcely a letter from the
city that Ethel does not tell of all the
kindness you have shown her." and
there were other condolences.
A heavy rain came up, and the wild
ow insisted that Jasper stay all night.
y "1t1 Ethel's room when she comes
home for vacation" she told Jasper.
AS he arose next morning and found
no shaving paper, he began searching
about for a fragment that would do
for the occasion. He opened a bureau
drawer, to find it empty except for
two or three letters. He selected one,
and was about to tear off it's second
blank leaf, when he read on it's re-
verse page:
-"apd Mr.. Fairfax has been so help
full to me. I am not a sentimental girl,
as you know, but this b~ig-hearted man
has o my deepest respect-and more
than that, yes, mother, dear, and al
though it will never amount to any
thing, I shall love him to the end"
"She don't mean me -! She can't mean
mel" gasped the spellbound casper.
"Rut there is my name. I guess I've