Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1919-10-20

radiant health and wholesome SIM
plicity so rare in big cities.
Pm so glad you're ins' she said,
unpretentiously. Il know very few
, girls, and-and l always did so want
( to know you. But you seemed so
busy. and | felt sort of ashamed OF
being useless and old fashioned. s.
she added in breathless rush, as
If she were afraid she'd not get ii
said unless she got it out quickly.
| And I'm glad I'm in." / replied
/ and gladder still I've joined the
I idle classes if it's to let me know
YOU"
! DO YOU mean it really" asked
! the niece of the great Mr.. Haldane
with the utmost simplicity. I've
wanted to come every day, but
wasn't sure l wouldn't be intruding.
/ Then to-day l met your brother on
I the street and he told me Mr.. Har-
might be little lonely, as l am
sometimes"
I'm very lonely" l confessed.
And nothing nicer than this visit
could have come to break it,"
Would you come home to dinner
with me?" Irma Warren eagerly
ttS'NSN' Ills Is uiClS ) night Ohl
+ You see. Sunday the chess game is
at our house. and then every Friday
uncle goes over to the Chess Club"
And what do you do?" l asked
before l realized how rude, how per-
sonal it was.
''Oh, I read replied Miss Warren,
without Embarrassment at having
to confess that she hadn't any en-
gagements, and l embroider n bit
and mend the linens. | never sew
on colored things at night. Uncle
thnKs white is best so l won't injure
my eyes"
You haven't met many people in
the city yet" 1 said half to myself.
but when you do they won't let
you sit home sewing and reading"
do like to go to the theater or
to good concert. And uncle id so
kind. We go every Thursday and
Monday in season." she replied.
But l suppose you mean with
young people. That would be nice.
Do you suppose they'd like me?"
Il know it," l declared. Now.
I've suggestion. This is a warm
eVeninS-one of the last, | suppose.
Instead of going to your home for
dinner. won't you be my guest at a
roof garden"
I'D love it. Uncle has taken me
once or twice, but the drafts are
bad for his rheumatism. Can we
go without an escort?"
There was wistful note in that
question. The cry of youth for
youth. of Phyllis for Corydon. and l
determined that my pretty Irma
should have an escort and an at
tentive one. So, leaving her en-
sconced in the livingroom with
good book, I went promptly to the
telephone and called first Carl
Booth, whose line didn't answer,
and then Anthony Norreys, whose
good Nora informed me that Mr..
Tony has left town for the week
end"
Gravely disappointed that Il
couldn't make things gay and festive
for the dear simple girl waiting for
me so trustingly. | started back and
met Hedwig in the hall.
Gentleman calling" she said.
Now isn't that nice of Dame
Fate She provides an escort" I
reflected. giving a little skip as I
hurried back to the livingroom.
Bending over the couch from
which Irna Warren was just rising
to greet him was a familiar bulky
figure. 1 was just in time to see him
carry Irma's hand to his lips and to
note the painful crimson which
flooded her face. Then. as if sens
ing my presence. Tom Mason turned
with a ready explanation:
II stopped in to see if l could
motor you and Jimmie up the road
for a bite, Donna Anna. And, be