The Washington times., 1920-04-05
BY A. B. Argo.

~ RDINARILY Jimmie Earring
ton would have realized that
angels don't use handker-
chiefs. .rr- "
But this wasn't an ordinary occa-
sion. Instead. II was the apothe-
osis of his emotional history. Be
ing all this, 1T was only fitting that
the woman who had translated him
into the seventh heaven should be
.envircned in a cerulean cloud which
a more sane observer would have
seen to consist of a modish travel
ing gown of horizon blue sur
mounted by small hat OF corn
flowers.
Jimmy saw only the sapphire
eyes-in which his very soul was
drowned. as his body undoubtedly
would have been had he ventured
into the lake to which he likened
them-and the handkerchief with
the blue border. which he noticed
because it was held to cover the
lips he was sure were no less per-
feet.
Jimmie really didn't have time to
look at superhuman visitants or
anybody else not actively engaged
, in buying from him railroad tickets
for the morning rush cityward
was in full tide at the little station
on the sound and the procession OF
commuters was long and impatient.
1t was only between their heads.
upon which he hurled violent ana
themas that II spoken aloud would
have proven more blistering than
the hot July sun, that he caught
tantalizing glimpses Of the vision.
Yes, he thought in capitals OF
the picture she made. Then a par
ticularly eXasperating conductor
demanded his undivided attention.
Jimmie had always hated big Bill
Higgins, because his most unrea-
sonablc insistenCc upon train-dis-
patchers and station agents being
letter-perfect in their duties had
more than once threatened his in
secure hold on the bottom rungs OF
the railroad ladders. The memory
Of harrington Seniors stern ulti-
matum. Make good now or be
gone with you" always recurred to
him with a painful jolt whenever
he looked at Higgins insignia OF
office.
And so. perforce, he now obeyed
that officials orders-meekly, alb
jectedly but with hate in his heart.
for by the time the conductor re-
leased him the girl had disappeared.
with her going the day closed
for Jimmie in Stygian darkness;
tho people who moved before him
were but blacker shadows against
tho general gloom, while he him
self was experiencing that same
sense of the bottom having dropped
out of everything that was his
when he had made his maiden
flight in an airplane.
Then suddenly he knew the
rapture that had come to him when
first he had known the joyous free
dom of guiding unaided the great
winged ship of the air--up, up, up
until the earth and sky were onei
There was a jolt. The girl was
seen TO be accompanied by a man.
Jimmie loathed him at first sight.
He would have loved to believe
him her brother, but no kinsman of
hers could be disfgured by so pug
nacious a jaw.
1t was a sacrilege TO even think
that the creature might be her
husband, but he was walking with
her and talking with her outside
there in the world OF light. while
tho envious onlooker was fastened
in cage just liko---oh, horrors!
Did she think OF him as monkey?
Could she be made to think OF
him at all?
They were coming this way.
They were at the end OF tho still
long line. Jimmie gave ticket TO
Hartford to the man who had asked
for one to New York, and he showed
a deferentlal air to a grinning negro