Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1919-05-21
OVER THE PHONE
BY EDNA MoREY.
Copyright, 1919, by the Mcclure Newspa-
per Syndicate.)

per
The tingle of the telephone broke
the stiffness Of the June day. Again
and again it rang violently and might
have continued indefinitely had not
Rover reused his mistress from her
comfortable nap in the hammock. He
strenuously insisted by alternately
barking and then tapping her cheek
that she heed that insistent bell.
"Hello, Bah where in the world have
you been? I've been standing on one
foot. then the other. and was just
about to try my head when you
chirped hello in most peculiar way.
No, no; stop begging my pardon. I've
not time to listen to excuses now. Meet
me at the Country club at five o'clock,
and woe be unto one fair damsel If
she keep me waiting again. Good-by."
The receiver went up with click.
"Well. this rs interesting, to say the
least" mused Peg. Someone's rather
smart, ordering me around. He has a
nice voice, but>he didn't even give me
time to tell him wasn't Bah. | won
der who she is! His lady fair, l pre-"
sumo. I'd like to get even with him
for interrupting my nap"
She settled herself once more COM
fortably in the hammock, but this time
was unable to indulge in anything but
day dreams. Life was terribly stupid
here at Aunt Eliza's. Why not. for a
little excitement, take stroll to the
Country club at five and perchance
Just get glimpse Of the owner of that
voice. To be sure, it was merely an
attempt to satisfy idle Curiosity, but 1t
was better than simply lolling around
the rest of the afternoon.
Promptly at FIVE o'clock she leisurely
made her way along the spacious We
randa Of the clubhouse endeavoring by
casual glances to locate the one OF
whom she was in search. There were
groups scattered here and there In
threes and fours. and merry good
bys" rang through the air as many
were leaving. Not sign of her prey !!
At last she spied a disconsolate figure
pacing furlously back and forth near
the entrance He fingered his watch
nervously and scowled from time to
time.
"Hello, old chap, what's up7 You
look as If you'd not only eaten sacks
but swallowed the box as we'll. Allow
me to introduce my friend, Miss Mere
dith. Madge, this is Ted Burton. He
and Tom Wood are building some Of
the incest houses"
Burton acknowledged the introduc-
ton and then said: Il phoned my Sis
ter to meet me here at i've. She helps
on the interior decorating and we have
a rush order on one Of the houses.
She's usually prompt-a pretty good
business woman"
Peggy strolled by just in time to
hear this explanation. also to be
grabbed unceremoniously by her old
friend Madge, who pounced upon her,
devoured her with questions, and then
introduced her to her fiance, Bob Ken
nedy, and to his friend, Ted Burton.
After a few commonplace remarks,
Pesgy's eyes twinkled merrily. "Are
you quite sure, Mr.. Burton, that you
got your sister by phone? BY the way,
Is her name Bab?"
"Why, yes. Are you a mind reader?'
''Not exactly Someone was unkind
enough to rouse me from most de-
iicious nap-order me here at five
sharp, and, just through sheer feml-
nine curiosity, came"
All joined in the laughter and Ted
forgave the telephone operator for the
giving of the wrong exchange.
well" he said, "since there are no
hopes of my sister putting in an ap-
pearance, why not all Of us take a
run out to the cottage? You say you
and Miss Meredith are interested Bob.
I might as well do a little advertising,
you know"
They were all enthusiastic and eager
to go. and their enthusiasm knew no
bounds when they beheld the tiny
homes, just the most comfortable
places imaginable for young folks.
Six months later Ted's advertising
had worked so we'll that Madge and
Bob were now happy as could be in
one of the wee houses.
Right next door, if you watch at per-
haps not five o'clock sharp, but few
minutes later, you will see in the door
way smiling face with roguish,
brown eyes, and perchance YOU may
hear: Good evening, Mr.. Architect.
No, you needn't beg my pardon this
time This is not the wrong number.
Come right in"