The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1920-10-13
THE DAILY
STORY
AZ Home. January First

BY DORA NOLAN. go.
Copyright, 1920, by the Mcclure
Newspaper Syndicate.J

siSnd IN the privacy Of his own
room as he struggled into MS oVeL.
coat. It has become AXlomatLC nis
coat. It has become aXlOmallc
that New Years resolutions
are made to break. However, LIE ~
particular one was kept, any ~
following young Smith Throughout
.fSe Tenafnder OF that afternoon
and far into the evening. when ne
returned to his room intoxicated
hy a wine which no glass can holu'
We shall find the reason why.
Through its underground pas
sage lurched the subway express.
Smith, holding on to an oVefasGe9
gfip with one hand, with the otHeI
rahBacked numerous, pockets. b
cduse of his unsteady tootns tne
search was difficult also II was
unsuccessful. Even after HowaE9
datrained at a station, and could
s-Tfosecute the hunt under more Ia
v5raIJle conditions. he only sue
ceeded In bringing to light wrong
letter after wrong letter. Present
~ he gave 1t up. , ara,
"DaTn!" exclaimed Smith. i've
IeFt IL home. But this Is the third
time Cousin Ella has written anu
asked me to call on this girl ana
fHis time made it mandatory. so
Ri do IL now or bust! II there
ITiore than one by that name IN
the house, which there's llRely
enough to be, I'll just ask when
of en- has a cousin nameu GlLa'
that's simple enough. "a.
name instead OF a number, anu
Inc house number an even lOh'
stuck in Towards tickle memory,
though the memory had complete
iy failed TO register q certain
Christian name. He climbed thr
stone steps confidently enough anu
inquired OF the pert maid WI,
oiened the door whether MISS
1.-TWO flights up, first door to. the
right" answered the pert maid ia
conically. Smith climbed the stalrs
The door was opened by girl,
Smith was glad he had come. are
YOU Miss Smith and have you !
Cousin Ella?" Smiths inquiry was
accompanied by n hopeful grin, FOR
ne ardently desired that she was
Long eyelashes swept over hazel
ewes as the girl momentarily
seemed to be searching her mem
oty. But almost at once she re-
piled positively, even little ululn.
nhantiy: II can't deny It. MY name
d. L
tWell, Cousin Ella is my cousin
tho. She sent me a letter OF intro
duction to you and somehow | lost
IN Smiths manner 'betokened
au6iogy, but still more plainly en-.
I. IhHsiastic hope of forgiveness.
eIm glad you-that is, ! mean
wont you come in? Letters OF IN
PRODUCTION lare bore, after all
d6n't YOU think? And it's just as
koay RI petN acquainted without
The. tiny sitting room into which
smith was so cordially ushereu
wore an air OF hospitality: A coal
fire burned in the little crate.
Smiths hostess gave him a chair
at one side Of It and seated herSeL y,
topposite. At her elbow stood
Tea table. A great bunch Of yellow
6hrysanthemums occupied its cen
ter. The girl OF the hazel eyes
was Earbed in brown velvet that
exactly matched her hair. She was
delightful picture In betittlnG
frame. Smith heaved sigh OF
huge content, even as he wondereu
vaguely how Ii had come about
mat Cousin Ella had made an init.
mate OF so charming relative;
unbeautiful women rarely cuiti,
yate good-lookers, Eliminates
Howard; the contrast Is TOO Cd
vious.
him question: and before he was
aware he had been talking soiii
hour, exclusively about himself;
even Cousin Ella had not been
The confused sound OF many
%oices. with frequent laughter.
5rising from the floor below, was
becoming more insistent. 1t in.
terfered with Smiths fast growing
Impression OF one world, two peo'
/ pie in it."
New Years party?" inquired
"Yes; the girl who has the rooms
underneath. Her guest OF honor
h to be a social lion, so every one
IN the house, including the FUR
mace man, has been given to un.
look in the hazel eyes, bent upon
him that Smith couldn't under.
Accepting the suggestion that
he have another cup OF tea-the
tea table had been put to service
half an hour before-Smith re,
marked grudgipgly. that he hoped
he wasn't keeping his hostess from
meeting the celebrity.
Z. OLI AOB EAO o. tSFAt
fully. you see, wasn't invited
to, though this is an everybody
know everybody house.
Just then from the hall below
came a shrill voice whose carrying
qualities seemed to have been es.
peoially enhanced for the occasion.
1sYou say you let in a man answer.
ing my description who asked for
Kiss Smith and directed him to
that vamp's apartment upstatrs?
"Yes, and he's there yet; so |
guess there amt no mistake, Miss
Smith" Howard recognized the
voice of the pert ltttle maid who
had admitted him.
"Call mo Miss Lueila, II you
please" commanded the shriu'
Lneilsi Howard Smith started.
why, OF course: that was the name
81 the Miss Smith In the lost let.
.tnr Of Introduction!
But the girl OF the hazel eyes
rave no sign OF having heard the
altercation. Leaning over to stir
Tie fire, she began the narration OF
in incident she had encountered In
her capacity as settlement.honse
worker. It was an interesting
story and Howard listened to IT.
with half his mind. The other half
was busy disposing Of the perfect
II improbable hypothesis, to which