South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1919-07-06

A tall beautiful young girl jumped
happily from the piano-stoOl and
rushed towards the door.
"Ah. how's the candidate for con-
gress?' she greeted Grant Morrison.
then noting his worried look she
cried. Grant. what's the matter 20
Are you"
Il am not" he put in. grimly.
kissing her. Nor am / the COM
ing congressman from the sixth dis
trict. I'm an ex-candidate. just
plain Grant Morrison. no-account
lawyer"
Grant" she rebuked him, rub
bling her cheek against the lapel Of
his coat. affectionately. Don't say
that. Why. did ou-withdraw?"
Il had to-" ne grumbled, sink
ing into the nearest chair. "Stiver's
thrown me over. Said l won't do"
Why" she came back. with
feminine insistence. After all
you've done for the party. speaking
working and all that. Why "
Because I won't do more" was
MS grim reply.
For moment both were silent,
both stunned over this blow 10 his
ambitiCns. his future. Jean Vance
sat down and rested her chin in her
hands. thinking deeply.
Il won't do it." exclaimed Grant.
more to himself than to her. and
then he looked up. Silver wants
me TO promise to support bill. ap-
IrOpriating ten millions for the
Bender guns. l told him I couldn't
promise, that knew nothing of
them. and moreover they'd been dis
approved by the war department He
says I can be the best Judge Of their
merits. that the so-called experts
don't know everything ard that war
contracts ought TO be more evenly
distributed But there's something
Else 10 it. I'm sure. Oh, we'll" Grant
rose to his feet and shrugged his
shoulders with a gesture IF indiffer-
Cnce. no use worrying Come on
Jean. let's go for a lark. The
Amusique, or the Red Mill, what do
you say "
Jean raised her eyes and studied
him silently for a brief instant.
Grant Morrison" she spoke. ac-
cusingly. Are you a quitter?"
"Oh, now, Jean" he protested
I've got 10 be. Stiver's given the
word and that ends it, I'm an ex.
that's all. Come on, are you going
out with me?"
NO" Her tone caused him to
start and gaze at her strangely. Not
now. And. er-Grant, want TO
ask you a favor?"
Shoot" he replied with a grin
Flowers, candy or what?"
DON'T" she told him, solemnIy
Its forts not for me I'm asking
Butt want you to promise you
won't be seen here-for-two
months-will yOu?"
He darted a Mortified look at her
and then leaped to her Size.
Jean" he cried, dumbfounded.
What are you saying?"
You heard me-" she answered, in
d low tone. Il mean it,"
He recoiled and stared at her an
grily.
so that's it. eh?" he demanded.
sarcastically. "Ex-candidates are
persona non grata. Ell ?"
Grant" she protested Mortified.
Jean. surely you don't mean it,
he continued, anxiously You're
going to throw me over-because
In. nobody. You were in love with
pOsitiOn-and not with me?"
She rose matestically and went
towards the door.
Goodbye - Grant" she said
I'm going TO leave-before you say
oughtn't to. But
wait.-that's all"
And as her voice broke into a sob
she turned and fled up the stairs.
As the visitor entered his private
office, the tall gaunt man behind the
desk rose and closed the door. then
turned and shook hands with him.
New girl. 1 see, Silver" said the
visitor, jerking his thumb towards
the outer office, and smacking his
lips. Some pippin. But-er-be-
fore we start-hadnt you better
send her out 20
Silver returned to his chair and
shook his grey head assuringly.
She's all right-Denton." ne re-
Piled, confidently Now how about
it, The seats your. What's the
answer"
Hadn't you better" started the
visitor. nervously. then broke off
abruptly. How do you know she's
not with-the opposition"
Had her investigated" came the
curt answer. She apple two