Every evening, Wilmington daily commercial., 1920-01-13
MOONLIGHT AND MONEY.
By Marion Rubincam.
SHE GOES IN BUSINESS.
Chaniar IXXXNI.

Chapter LXxxSl.
So after all it was MIR. Driscom who
sailed and Louise who stood on the pier
and waved farewell to him.
"Here's your bank book. I've put
enough money in so you'll not be Id any
difficulties. You know, my dear, your
Mother had a small piece OF property
,hat She asked me to sell for her, little
time before she died. Ii didn't amount 10
much a few thousand; but of course, IT'S
vo,,r inheritance. And I've added little
20 it. r,.,- IL.
Louise looked in the new little book.
then kissed her father. :.
"I'm not going TO use any more OF 10
tban I can help" she said. For my own
GOOD. I'd like to earn my way. I'm gong
u don't like the idea of leaving you
alone in the city," Mr.. Driscom worried
"T'm old enough to look after my
SELF" Louise assured him. And I've io'S
Of friends" ,o5
NO, it costs too much to rIln' Louise
said dAnne wants to visit her sister Tor
on'b;,o and don't care much for the other
servants so I'll let them all go but ono to
act as caretaker, and close up the place
It's too big for me anyway
"WeIl-'' Mr. Driscom pronounce
Il do,1btfttllv. ''You're growing curlouSIy
connetcnt. child. You used to have the
vap,iest ideas about these things
sBeinc married taught me a lot oi
cor1mon sense" Louise answered. hlin
along now, therrc blowing whistles
shan't be lonely" =.
Rut when she turned away from the
p;er She felt suddenly, as the little country
maid adventtIring into the big city for the
fire4 sine must alwavs feel. She hsd never
heon alone before, she felt small and IN
significant and most awlully lonely.
Rut the sight of the big car that had
heen her mothers and the feel of ner
own little bank book assured her that an
the materisl comforts were heIS-
Home. please she ssld mechaLl-
;callv as she climbed into the GER
Al home she brought all the servants
mt the library and gave them two weeks
ealarv and notice that she was closing the
bo,,s,, for q wear She left orders TO nave
The stored again. andstIll feeling rather
vapI,, as TO what she should do next,
h. walked down town to 3 real estate office
II want a studio" she announced to
che clerk. Something near the PARK.
She sent Anne down to scrub the
nlacc she chose, and going over the house.
selected the few articles oi furniture she
1ecided 10 take with her. She was going
70 have her new place as cozy as possible
at least.
snd even Ammo was ready to leave Sae
had a studio living room, tiny room al
accent which was supposed to be tie oea,
room. but which she fitted up a. model
nursery with her own hend-P2in'ed
f,,rnit,ire. and an oid-fashioned bath room
l.. FCH QS a
chenette- IL .,1i
Anne when they viewed the completed
'i'.,1 YIN I'm Anne agreed "Of course,
lis third door, hut that makes i quIotoT,
oh. YES, and there arc several other
st,dios ike this In the building 50 | won
be afraid .or
ssyed respectfully. looking st the large
collections Of paints and brushes that
louise had nut IN one corner, following
aS Faithfully as possible Murray Butler 5
method OF disposing OF the tools q MS
trade -
fully. Il don't think n an artist NhC
olcked uu the little sign she had painted
herself. Out oi plain board she had had
sawed out the outline Of one ot the quaint
old fashioned cradles. On the hood q
tFi this she painted two Kate Grecnaway
6c,res and beneath the letters Louise
Morton. Nursery Decorator.
.It's grand, isn't itf' Anne SAID with
Brt after she left. Louise had her frst
attack Of blues in weeks 1es, here she
was all fix i NJ, and ready TO work. as
soon as she could find people to WORT. Tor
Impulsively she picked Up the phone
and called number. Hello TINS Is
Touise," she said. "Yes, Of course, it,
T No, I didn't sail after all, In going IN
hu mess. Here's my new address Get a
pencil and take it down.
She smiled q little IS she waited Mur-
raw Buffers voice had been must en-
thlsiastic when he recognized her over
Tomorrow-Tbe First Customer.