The Lamar register., 1920-02-25

SilVerworth's drug store rnScInut-
ing. neatly dressed young man, who
had the ginger-ale habit. The sun
might forget to shine. the clock
might stop. the river might run dry,
but always at p. IN. John Hendricks
settled himself at his favorite place
at the marble counter (unless some
one else got there firsD and ordered
ginger ale.
Then he would plunge into the
depths OF newspaper and remain
absorbed in II until his beverage ar
rived when he would fold the paper.
thrust II into a pocket and sip OF
the cooling concoction, while his eyes
roved abstractedly and looked at moth
ing in particular, although seeming TO
take in everybody and everything in
his range of vision.
Yes, Era Correll loved John Hen
dricks. She did not know his name.
she had no knowledge OF his voca-
tion. she had never spoken a word to
him or been addressed by him ex-
cept on a matter OF business. She
waited on his order: but John Hen
filthN H'NlNtu hti hON NJ uiis
Being In love with some one she did
not know, Eliza felt that II behooved
her to interest him II 1t lay in her
power: so she paid even more atten-
tion to her clothes and deprived her
self Of all forms OF amusement so that
she might make herself what she
styled "presentable" before the ginger
ale fiend" Be II said to her credit
that she did not purchase her ralment
on credit.
There's one hopeful thing about It,"
she told herself. "He's brunette and
I'm n blonde; and they say that's the
way 1t ought to be-"
II seemed fine to be In love. even
II Il was unrequited. Eliza thought.
and then she got to wondering II her
sister ever had experienced the ex-
hilaration attendant on being paid
attention by the little winged god with
bows and arrows. One day Eliza OBJ
served:
isabel. it's about time you got mar
ried. But there's no chance in the
world for you, with those plain clothes
you wear"
To which Isabel replied merely with
smile, and went her way.
shes deep one" Eliza mused.
That's the way with brunettes. The
ginger-ale fend must be deep one.
too"
Eliza was II good-looking girl and
Hendricks continued to order his gin
ger ale, read his paper, sip his drink
and hurry out Of The store
One morning. as she lay in bed
-rIIching a few extra minutes OF
semi. slumhcr. startling fact crept
into Elias brain. She had no clean
clothes She had been working hard
er Than usual Of late and had allowed
her snitrd garments to accumulate.
SHE had intended To wash out waist
Hud skirt the night before. hut had
forgotten TO do It.
She l.Hped from bed. on the verge
nf panic. Horrors! Go behind the
.udn fountain with solled clothes? I'm
possible! What was to be done? There
was nothing that could be done unless
oh. she couldn't DO that. and yet
we'll. IL was the only course.
She shook her sister. who was not
u- at the clothing store until Elzn
had been mixing drinks for an hour.
isabel :! cried Eliza. Wake Cp
Tan you let me wear a waist and skirt
of yours today? | hate to ask YOU
tut mine aren't fit"
isabel sat up and rubbed her ry.'',
and yawned, then glared at Eliza nS
though debating whether To r"ud h"l
iinl from limb.
-to-borrow-a- w'I'.
- -'.nd-skirtf" she said. as though
c"uld not believe her ears. 'N"
$ ~ queen Of fashion-you want .
''car my plain clothesf"
Eliza felt somewhat ahashed.
We'll. no. really dunl vuuI fa-
she replied; hut there's uotluu- ..
tu do"
So il was that Eliza Corrrll t..-
ion plate of Silyerworth's ~",.a
purium. appeared that morning in pi' '..
sttire-startlirglY pla!u. so lLt.l. ~