The Ordway new era., 1920-11-05
CHAPTER v.
Early Birds.

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the dazzling rays that streamed in ut
his open window.
He hastened to where he had left
his clothes. They were arranged in
a different manner from that in which
| he left them-they had an odd look
| the suit was not his own. Though not
unlike In color. the pattern and tex
| ture were dissimilar. On the dresser
| lay all the articles that had been In
his suit except the handkerrhlefs
Fresh linen and underwear were laid
out in the place of what he had worn.
| His shoes set where he had left them
but they had been carefully polished
II was ensy to divine that while he
slept someone had come into the room
through the rear door or the passage
that led to the bathroom.
Accustomed to hotels, he glanced
along the walls in search OF a bell
| push button. On the side near the
rear was Il round contrivnnce. He
went over and recognized 1t MS the
| mouthptece of an oId-fashioned speak
| ing tube. He stopped to 1t and called
irritably: Hello, hello. Is this the
kitchen? Hello
"Yes, yes, I'm here, Mr. WILL" came
back the voice of old Tiilie. MY but
1t does sound natural to hear you gin
ming me up"
Its my Clothes" broke in Clinton.
II want my suit"
"Suit?" was the astonished reply.
why, laid out the very best every
day one you left"
"No, no. | mean my own suit: the
one | wore last evening"
That? But you can't have 1t until
get the pants pressed and the coat
cleaned. There's grease spot most
as big as"
Clinton slammed down the cover of
the mouthpiece and returned to glover
Mt the changeling suit But he did
not long remain inactive. Up through
the open window fioated clear, sweet
hail: "O-ho-ol O-ho-o, lazybones! !!
Aren't you coming down?"
He leaped into the fresh costume
and dashed to the bathroom without
| stopping to examine the fit of the gar
ments. That he was able TO get into
them ut all was sufficient to satisfy
him for the time being. With hair
half brushed he hurried out into the
hall, fastening his tie.
| "You are?" she incredulously ques-
toned. well, If you mean it"
How could help 1t when you
called meT" he asked.
But know how much you like to
lie abed II it wasn't for these dirty
old gloves I'd give you big hug
for it."
| He looked quickly aside and replied
in n tone of brothery banter: Like
the Mikado, you make the punishment
fit the crime"
"Meanie ~ she pouted. you wouldn't
say that If Ellen offered to hug you"
How do you know? Anyway, l
mean precisely" He stopped short
and pointed at the spots on her big
apron where she had knelt In the damp
soil. you've been working hard"
",rhe early bird has been catching
the worm. Those nasty cut
worms!" she complained. 81 catch
them and give them to Teddy Jones
for his fishing. Poor things! It's too
bad they nave to be such II nuisance.
Come and see the roses"
10 AVOID DrulSlng the noWerS tnnt
dropped or thrust out over the path
on either side he had to walk behind
her. She danced ahead of him, rap
turously calling his attention to her
especial favorites among the blossoms.
He ngreed with all her praises. evil
IDENTIFY willing to accept her judgment,
since he never shifted his gaze away
from her dainty head and graceful.
girlish form. She had on crisp ging-
ham dress, and her abundant hair
hung down her straight little back In
thick braid. There was excuse for
even a brother to consider her ador-
able. particularly n brother who could
not realize that she was his sister.
She glanced about and caught his
rapt expression. "Oh, VIII. what is
it," she asked. "You look so-so--
as II you've been moonstruck |"
81 am trying to compose poem, g
he said. "How Is this?
THE Princess OF Poslcs.
Amidst her bright roses.
| Alasi me supposes
Her brother to be-"
mo wonder you look daft. II that Is