The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1920-04-01

and other heart throbs OF the feminine
world I'D like to handle murders 2
So Leonard told her how the r1ps
ture In relations was about to termin-
ate and suggested they go out to
dinner in celebration OF the event, be-
cause on the morrow he would re-
turn home. But she insisted that they
simply have one OF the "chatty sea
nces,f a. she expressed IL.
81 suppose before long you will be
married, she observed, ito one Of
your former sweethearts. .
This extracted sigh from Leon
ard.
Eyes" / suppose will AT least /
hope to. Maize Dixon always was my
ideal. She's the most wonderful girl
lever meta pronounced blonde with
blue eyes-and she certainly would
make me happy. / have always been
insane over her but OF course when
left home ! was obliged to give her
up. Now 1t will be different. !"
He gave vent to another sigh, which
was echoed by Minnie, no doubt out
OF sympathy for him, although there
appeared to be little occasion for
sympathy.
In the morning Leonard severed his
connections with the auto sales COM
pany. The manager was not at all
pleased, because Leonard had been a
valuable man; but he was told that a
place would be open for him any time
! he might care to return.
Then Leonard went to his father
office, where an taffectionate gNee1ng
took place, and that night Leonard
was formally welcomed back into the
cid home with dinner party, at
which young ladies and young gent
lemen OF This class" were guests.
Among the guest was Maize, and
her greeting was effusive.
"1ve missed you lot" she said /.
ut would seem that you hight have
dropped me line now and then"
Il was in no position to consider
you asa friend" he reminded her.
81 was just a poor working man. 1t
would not have been the right thing,
exactly.
Perhaps you are right" she agreed.
But now we are back on the same
level once more, and shall expect
you to make up for lost time, and take
me to all the best parties and dances
and theatres.
While this conversation was taking
place Minnie sat alone in her room
pounding a dilapidated typewriter,
trying to grind out material for her
page. Leonard did not know that she
had lain aside this work on more than
! one occasion in order to receive him
and that it made the performance OF
her duties the next day doubly hard.
On this particular night the rickety
machine would not run smoothly
Sheet after sheet OF paper was torn
up, and finally Minnie admitted de.
feat. covered the typewriter, turned
out the light eand moved her chair to
the window, where she spent silent
hour, meditating.
1t was only a sample of her pro.
Gramme on several succeeding nights.
A month after Leonard's exit from
her life she sat thus at the window,
lamenting the flight of inspiration.
when knock on tie door intruded
on her thoughts.
She exclaimed YEARLY. Come in
! thinking perhaps 1t was the bother
some Miss Jenkins on q borrowing
quest for the current magazines, or
Mrs. Shear seeking cupful OF sugar,
Dor Miss Haverhill with the latest COS.
sip.
Instead man stood at the opening
when the door was thrown back. AS
the light was out she could not see
who it was, but she could discern that
he carried two suitcases. She pressed
the electric switch and the light shoue
on the face of Leonard Moore.
"Back?" she exclaimed. Did your
father change his mind?"
NO" he said grimly. setting the
suitcases in the hall and entering the