Fulton County tribune. (Wauseon, Ohio) 1883-1925, 1919-04-25

MacLean saw Richards face turn
red suffering cats! A worn-Out
opera singer! What sort of an opera
does he think we're giving down here?
Why doesn't he send me fur coat. or
a pair of girl twins? Give the tenor
a rOlel Anything else? Pile it all
on"
"Oh, and one from Godfrey himself.
He's in Los Angeles. He says he'll be
here tomorrow" He did not wait for
his chiefs reply.
At the supper table, Rickard, dry
and in restored humOr, alluded to the
invasion of high notes. ''Pity the parts
are all assigned! The only vacancy
is in the kitchen. l wonder how he
would like to be understudy to Ling ~
The next day when the incident had
been forgotten, and while Rickard was
up at the Crossing on the concrete
gate, Godfrey blew into camp. He
was like boy out on a lark. His
brown eyes were dancing over the ad-
venture. He explored the camp and
came back bubbling.
'Its the biggest ever saw. But say,
Junior, that's what they call you,
isn't it? I'm the only idle man here.
Can't you give me- something to do?
I'll do anything. I'd like the boss to
find me busy when he comes in."
MacLean softened the offer. Perhaps
until Mr.. Godfrey learned the ropes he
could be of general use. They were
short-handed the present moment
there was another hesitation-in the
kitchen! Ling, the Chinese cook, was
overcrOwded many visitors
Great" crowed Godfrey, slapping
him on the shoulder. 81 don't want to
feel in the way. 1 want to earn my
board. Lead me to the cook!"
That evening, the dinner was helped
on its way by the best-paid singer OF
England. In an apron, borrowed OF
Ling, he was shaving the time of his
life" Ling. pretending to scold, had
been won Immediately. Rickard, hear
ing of the jolly advent, forgot his vex
alton, and Immediately on his return
made his way to the mesquit inclosurt
to greet the friend of George Mac
Lean.
After dinner, MacLean carried of
his prize to the Delta. where GODFREY
earned his welcome. Gerty Hardin for
got to flirt with the engineers; sh,
had discovered new sensation. TIL,
wonderful voice twisted her heart
strings; it told her that the heart tha
has truly loved never forgets, and sh,
knew that she could never have reall,
loved, yet, because the youth in he
veins was whispering to her that sh
could still forget. Godfrey saw a me
bile plaintive face turned up to tn
gibbous moon; he swept it with thrill
and f1ushes. She was a wonderful at
dience; she was also his orchestra, tn
woman with the plaintive eyes. H
played on her expressions as thoug
she were a harp.
Later, he was presented to Mr.
Hardin. She told him that the cam
would no longer be dull that she ha
tea every afternoon in her ramad,
She convicted him archly of British
AAOOus DhC hhCN hC AuhSI hdNC A
tea ~
You American women are the VOL
ders of the world Nothing daunts yo1
In the desert, and you give afternoo
teas. I'll be there every day"
He gave her open admiration; sf
looked young and wistful in her so
flowing mulls, the moonlight helpin
her. She fell into delicious furry
nerves and excitement. Later, ST
wandered with him from rude gapir
world into a heaven of silvered decl
and cleaning waters. He told her
himself. of his loneliness; his mus
had dropped him to self-pity.
Gerty Hardin heard her bars drC
behind her. She snatched her fir
glimpse of freedom.