Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1919-09-23

least, with Jim and Daisy both
ready to misread this dear old
friendship of mine. With both of
them resenting it and making them
selves miserable over it, the obvious
thing to do was to give it up. But
now could I put Carl Booth out of
my life without giving him grave
onense? And what right have l to
hurt anyone as dear and boyish and
as blg-brotherly and loyal as Carl?
In the midst of my study of ways
and means, Carl forged another link
in the chain of old friendships that
bound us.
Barbara Anne, do you remem-
ber the day you gladdened my life
by stopping in for a soda with me
on the avenue?" he asked with
naturalnesss and frankness which
ought to have told both Jim and
Daisy what simple, harmless at
titude he took toward me.
II remember" l replied, "eVen
unto the raspberry soda we took in
unison"
AT that Jim and Daisy actually
exchanged glances. To myself 1
called them a pair of sillies, but
even as I did | wondered where
such Stiffness could sweep us all.
And do you remember the
plump. pretty little blonde at the
next table? No, you wouldn't 1
didn't either. But 1 bumped into
her on the street to-day and she
stopped me and recalled herself and
pleaded for a chance to see you
again. 1t was Irma Warren"
Trina WARREN" / repeated idly.
Then fash Of I1aD1nry rapollad har
very pleasantly. That's Mr.. Hal
danes niece, isn't it? The nice.
little, old-fashioned thing who keeps
house for her uncle, and who was
so sweet to us when we went there
to do our work that time he was
laid up with bronchitis?"
THE very one" replied Carl. She
strikes me as a mighty nice girl.
No nonsense or swagger to her, just
as friendly as if she were a little
nobody instead of the boss's kin.
Barbara Anne. So how can we fix
it up for you to meet again."
A jangling laugh from Daisy in
terrupted him.
1--WE don't seem included in this
party. Mr.. Harrison. 1t looks as If
we were partners again-in misery
this time, instead of setting a table.
Do you mind being cast into the
discard with me like this?" she
challenged boldly
My gallant jim, never at a loss for
a graceful thing to say. was almost.
awkward now. He couldn't hide
that he did mind being paired off
with Daisy, for he almost thrust
himself into the foreground in his
determination to end the easy
friendliness Carl seemed to take for
granted.
"If Miss Warren wants to renew
her acquaintance, with my wife," he
said possessively, why can't we
have her and her uncle in for
dinner? You were always very fond
of Mr.. Haldane. weren't you Anne?"
That's a jolly good idea" said
Carl heartily. Daisy ought to have
a chance to know a wholesome, real
girl like Irma Warren. You're right
when you figure the chief isn't
bit of Il snob. He'll be as glad to
dine whit Daisy and me as if we
were regular swells."
Yes, he will be glad to dine with
one of his little stenographers -
yes, he will" murmured daisy bit
terly.
But, ignoring her comment we
settled upon = night that would do
Tor all or us, II 1t suited Mr. hal-
dane and his niece. Then we made
a great lark of clearing the table
and washing the dishes. After that
Carl suggested bridge - game at
which 7 am not at all expert. But
on seeing the eager look that always
comes to Jim's face at the mention
of a game of chance, 1 agreed.
AS we sat down to the table ]
noticed the avid expression on
DaisY's face. 1t had lighted to alb
solute eagerness. This might have
been because she had drawn Carl
for a partner. but I had a feeling
that it was due to something else.
Daisy's expression was akin to Jim's
the gamblers eagerness.
What are we playing for?"
asked Daisy.
choked back the impulse to cry
out: How dare a little-paid worker
like you play for money!" but Jim
seeming to perceive Daisy for the
first time. murmured approvingly:
Good for you little SPORT"
(To Be Continued)