Gilpin observer., 1920-02-12

Al started to laugh, but caught him
self. The girl was in earnest; but who
ever heard Of girl-still, why should
she be barred? Somehow the idea
struck him favorably. AL liked inno-
vations; he was constantly employing
them in his business. Certainly this
would be an innovation.
I'll take you up on that" he said,
abruptly. "Drive me to the club"
And so Beatrice Fenton became Al
Winton's chauffeur-and many busy
tongues started to wag.
The club boys joshed him until he
gave them to understand that 1t was
his own business who drove his ma
chine, and If he chose to hire an orang-
outang for the job he would do it for
all Of them.
When the social set got hold of It.
however there was no rest for AL.
The men laughed and the women
looked knowingly at one another and
winked so he could see them do it.
Things reached climax when Leo
ma Lowell. the girl he loved, deliber-
ately snubbed him on the street as he
rode past with Beatrice at the wheel.
Beatrice was noticing things herself.
and that night. when she had put the
car in the garage and was leaving for
her room near by, she told him:
MIR. Winton, l guess I'll have to
leave you. People are talking too
much. It's bound to get you in bad.
I've enjoyed it immensely-the week
I've been In your employ, especially
the speed. l never before had a
chance to get enough speed. It's
grand. I'm sorry you're out the price
of a drivers license for me-"
Al let her go, and then was sorry
and half of mind to follow He
had grown fond of Beatrice. He en-
tered the house and was greeted by
his mother, who had strange express
sion in her eyes.
"Al," she said, "what is this about
girl chauffeur? Surely. you have not
been so indiscreet-"
II had one, but she's gone" he
broke in. II hope the town will be
satisfied now. I guess I'll sell the car
for junk and ride in the trolleys. Even
Leona has shown her disapproval."
His mother handed him a little card
board box. In it was the diamond
ring he had given Leona.
ITS all over" he sighed, as he went
to his room. "Leona has gone back on
me now. I didn't think she was so
narrow-minded. Still, she never did
seem to be much more than a pretty
doll"
He took off his coat and picked up
his smoking jacket
II wonder what will become Of
Beatrice? l wonder-say, there's no
doll about her. She can do things
especially drive a car. And she has
lots of sense, too, and-say-I wonder
do you suppose wonder"
He stopped half way into the smok-
ing jacket and pursed his lips.
''It would be rather unique, rather
novel, wouldn't 1t? And l really care.
I've known it ever since met her."
He threw his jacket on chair and
got into his street coat. A few seconds
later he was walking briskly along the
sidewalk.
The next afternoon, when he came
home after busy day, his face was
flushed and there was happy look in
his eyes.
Mother" he cried as he entered,
you have faith in my judgment in
most things, haven't you? Well, then,
you'd have faith in my judgment in
matrimony as well as business.
wouldn't you?"
She assured him that she would.
"Well, then, listen to what I've done.
You know / bought drivers license
for Miss Fenton but the world didn't
think it was enough license for her to
pilot my machine, so I've got an addi-
tional license for her-and it's from
tho county clerk ~