The Press., 1919-05-22
'1he Poorest
 Girl"
Copyright. 1919. by Western Newspaper Uniou.)
By VICTOR RADCLIFFE

Copyright. 1919. by Western Newspaper Union.)
 The first time that Marvin Hull saw Netta Deane he was on business bent. Not that Marvin was business man as yet. He had just graduated from college and had long vacation ahead before he decided what profession he would choose for the future.
 His father was the attorney for Elias Druse in the Boyden will case. The same involved fortune left by Gregory Boyden in such a complicated way that it was necessary to appeal to the law for a coherent decision, as to whether Elias Druse, or Miss Ottilia Marsden, poor and humble spinster, was the beneficiary. Marvin's father was sure he would win for his client. Miss Marsden had no money to hire an attorney and in her patient, re- signed way was willing to abide by what the courts decided.
 Poor as she was, Miss Marsden had found the impulse in her charitable heart to adopt Netta Deane, orphan, and also relative of Gregory Boy
 
 carefully, those two, and both had to join their efforts in the sewing line to earn sufficient to keep the wolf from the door.
 The mission that MT. Hull sent Mar win on was to leave a legal notice for Miss Marsden. The latter chanced to be away from home on the occasion, ta hrio oh n1o scanning the visitor with an approving eye, made an instantaneous impression on Marvin. She charmed him into lin gering about the modest little home for an hour and she hoped she would see him again. She did.
 Within two weeks time Marvin had called at the Marsden home no less than seven times!
 "I shall never see her equal" Mar win fervently declared to himself "Td marry her tomorrow If she'd have me and if the folks"
 There Marvin halted, and quite de pressedly, in his self communing. His father and mother had high social views, as he was well aware MT. Hull
 
 assured, would look upon any attention to portionless maid as almost crime. Marvin therefore employed good deal of circumlocution in his ini- tial wooing. He reached the object of his devotion by a detOur route, so that no one would learn of his visits to Netta.
 One day Marvin met on the street Madge Warren. At college her pros pective fancee had been Marvin's closest chum. Marvin had all kinds of delightful things to say about Jack Darlow and Madge was only too glad to hear it all. While they were con- versing in an animated, friendly way. MT. Hull passed on the other side of the street. The latter lifted his head trifle higher, a scowl came to his stern, severe face.
 "Now I'll catch itl" ruminated right When he reached his fathers office MT. Hull closed the door and regarded Marvin with acute displeas- ure.
 I saw you with John Warren's daughter" he spoke aggressively.
 "Why, yes," responded Marvin, i've don't often meet and wanted to give her a message from Jack Darlow."
 "Well, don't let it occur again. You know that Warren and myself have not spoken for years, and my dislike extends to every member of his fam lily. I shall discourage any attentions in that direction Understand meT"
 "I think I do," replied Marvin, and then a brilliant idea came into his mind. He managed to meet Madge quite frequently for a week after that He even encouraged the gossip among his friends implying that he and Madge were something more than friends. It led to another office lecture. The watchful, wary attorney-father had heard of the purchase of ring, boxes of candy and flowers by Marvin. They had gone 10 Netta Deane, but MT. Hull did not know that.
 Marvin" he spoke with unusual firmness and decision, "if I learn Of your having anything further to do with the daughter of that despicable Warren, whom look upon as a deadly enemy, I shall send you away for a year to come. Why, I would rather see you married to the poorest girl in Bromley than to any member of that brood!"
 The poorest girl in Bromley! Mar win chuckled as he repeated the re- mark. The poorest girl in Bromley why, Netta Deane was that. An what a fortuitous observation! What sug- gestive means of solving his intense problem of love! Two weeks went by. Marvin came into the office, looking pale and worried, although his heart was overflOwing with joy.
 Father" he said, boiling desperate ly into the subject of the moment, "l have been in love for the two past months. You said you would rather married the poorest girl in the village than Madge Warren. I've done It. Netta Deane is my wife. She is poor mother will probably storm, you may perhaps dlsown me, but-we adore one another!"
 most engaging, benignant smile come across the face of his father. The latter seized his hand and shook il fervently.
 "Netta Deane?" he spoke. "The poorest girl in town! Hadn't you heard? The court this morning found for her aunt Miss Marsden, and, as 1I~D Dci