Greenbrier independent. [volume] (Lewisburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1859-1980, 1920-07-02

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70. 1920. BY Mcclure Newspaper Syndicate.I
The ice on Placid lake was at its
best. and the skaters glided merrily
over its smooth, translucent surface
In great numbers.
Among them. on this particular
being pursued by three of the most
popular young men. of the town. each
of whom sought the privilege of ac-
companyins her home. But the girl was
dexterous skater. and she led them
a merry chase around the lake. keep
ing well ahead Of them until she was
nearly exhausted. Then in her ex-
element. as she turned her head to
see how closely she was pursued, she
bumped into somebody with great
force. and they both went sprawling
on the ice.
"Oh. Billy, I'm sorry. Did hurt
your She could not restrain her
laughter when she saw the blank look
on his face as he picked himself up
and clumsily assisted her to her feet
mo. Are you hurt?"
= CoiiS HukIe. u1lU
found that she could not walk without
support. II guess ! hurt my ankle"
she said. would you mind taking
Off my skates?"
he assisted her to seat on the
shore, and proceeded to remove the
skates. He was very much confused
at first, for Billy Weston was not at
all popular among the young people
OF the town. especially the girls. Even
In high school he had been regarded
by his classmates rs a queer sort Of
a chap.
But Doris Ruskin, who had been In
his class. had always pitied him. and
wished that they might become better
acquainted, SO she took this oppor-
tunity. Il guess III have to ask you
to assist me home. Billy, for 1 really
can't walk alone"
She chatted gaily all the way home.
telling of her experience at business
college, and later of her new position
In the bank.
by the way. Billy. what have you
been doing since graduation?" she in
quired.
The boys head dropped What had
he done? All he could truthfully say
was. Nothing"
why" the girl calculated, ~
thought you were going to he n news
paper man. You always had such big
ideas Mt school. you know"
Eyes. that's just 1t, Doris, big ideas
and that is all. I just can't get any
where. I've written and written,
stories. advertisements and everything
else, but no one would buy them. NO
pep they always say. And here I am.
broke, without even a typewriter
That would help me immensely in my
writing. bnt-oh, what's the use!"
"You poor boy" Doris said. consol-
fngly. Il wish could help YOU"
Thanks. but it's no. use. I'm a
hopeless failure.
They had reached her home, and as
he turned to leave he took her hand
Doris" he said, softly, 81 don't know
why told you all that did. Some
how you seemed so friendly and kind
80 different from the others"
'Fm glad you did tell me-" Doris
said, "for think can help you.
Won't you come over tomorrow even
Ing and bring some of the ads you
have written? I have a typewriter,
you know, and should like very much
to see some Of your work"
The next evening Billy came. and
they sat down together to look over
his work. 'These ads are great !" the
girl cried enthusiastically.
1t was several hours later when they
looked at the clock, and Billy arose to
leave. They had worked hard and
accomplished n lot Of work.
Now, Mr.. Billy" spoke the "gen-
eral manager" tomorrow the big
work begins. You take these ads and
show them to the managers Of all the
principal stores In town. Tell them
that they need your ads; that the use
of them in the daily newspapers will
double and treble their trade Make
them buy. Don't take NO for an
answer"
The next evening Billy rushed into
Doris house without even ringing the
bell. He was Drumming over with en-
thusiasm, and his dark eyes sparkled
as they had not sparkled In years.
"They took 'em !" he cried. Thought
they were great. I've sold every one
and have orders for more"
The good work continued. and for
weeks and months the two Iabored on
untiringly, selling their work as fast
rs they could produce 1t. Then the
climax came. large newspaper con.
Germ In nearby city heard of Wes-
tons work, and he obtained very
promising position as assistant ad.
vertising manager.
d.. l.