Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1920-06-11


Wish I'd known II was for sale. I'd
have outbid you. Want to make a
profit on your bargain"
mo. not this morning. Bryce. think
we'll keep It. Mrs. p has bee,
wanting closed car for long time
and when the Colonel offered me this
one at bargain, | snapped ii up"
And you don't care to get rid Of 1t
at profit?" Bryce repeated.
mo, street"
"Oh, you're mistaken. Mr.. Mayor.
think you do. would suggest that
you take that car back to Penning-
tons garage and leave II there. That
would be the most profitable thing
you could Co."
"What-what-what in blue blazes
are you driving att" the mayor sput-
tered.
II wouldn't care to discuss It over
the telephone. take It. however that
a hint to the wise Is sufficient; and !
warn you. mayor, that If you keep
that car II will bring you bad luck
Today is Friday. ana Friday Is an un-
lucky day. I'd get rid Of that sedan
before noon II I were you"
There was d long, fateful silence.
Then in a singular small. quavering
; voice: "You think 1t best, Cardigan?'
! II do. Return It to No. SO Redwood
J boulevard, and no questions will be
. asked. Gooi-by!"
| When Shirley reached home at noon,
she found her car parked in front of
the porte cochere; and q brief note,
left with the butler, Informed her that
, after thinking the matter over. Mrs.
PoundstOne had decided the Pound
, stone family could not afford such an
extravaganza, and accordingly the car
J was returned with many thanks for
the opportunity to purchase it at such
ridiculOusly low figure. Shirley
smiled. and put the car up In the
] garage. When she returned to the
house her maid -Thelma Informed her
that Mr. Bryce Cardigan had been
. calling her on the telephone. So she
called Bryce up at once.
HAS Poundstone returned your
J. carr" he qucried.
"Why. yes. What makes you ask p
t. "Oh. I had a suspicion he might.
! You see. called him up and suggest.
ed 1t; somehow his honor Is peculiar.
ly susceptible to suggestions from me.
and"
Bryce Cardigan" she declared,
you're sly rascal-that's what you
: !, are. shant tell you another thing.
II hope you had stenographer q,
!, the photograph when the mayor and
your uncle cooked up their little deal
That was thoughtful Of you. Shirley
It was bully club to have up your
|. sleeve at the final showdown. for with
y It you can make Unkiedunk behave
J, himself and force that compromise
you spoke of. Seriously. however,
don't want you to use 1t, Shirley. w,
: must avoid scandal by all means
: and praise he. I don't need your clul
: to beat your uncle's brains out RI
taking his club away from him to W
for that purpose"
Really. I believe you're happy to
: day."
Happy l should tell mani
the streets Of SeQuoia were pave
with eggs. could walk them all da.
without making an omeIette."
ut must be nice to feel SO happy
after so many months Of the blues
"Indeed 1t Is. Shirley. You see unit
very recently was very much wOr
ried as to your attitude toward me.
couldn't believe you'd so far forge
yourself as to love me In spite o
E everything-so l never took the trouble
, to ask you. And now I don't have I,
e ask you. I knowl And I'll be arount
e to see you after I get that crossing In I
you're perfectly horrid." sh'
blazed. and hung up without the for
mality Of saying good-by.
7
Shortly after Shirley's departur,
, from his Office. Bryce had a visit from
Buck Ogilvy. The latter wore neatl!
pressed suit of Shepherd plaid. will
white carnation In his lapel, and h
was apparently the most light-heartet
young man in Humboldt county. HI
struck an attitude and demanded:
BOSS. what do you think Of my new
, sui? ?"
"YOu lunaticl Don't you know rec
: blends should never wear light shades
. You're dressed like negro Minstrel
swell, feel as happy as an end
man. And by the way, you're all
chirked up yourself. Who's been help
ing you to the elixir Of life? Wher
, we parted last night, you were forty
, fathoms deep in the slough of de-
spond."
mo less a divinity than Miss Shir
, ley Sumnerl She called this morning
, to explain that last nights fiascO waa
none Of her making. and quite limo
Gently she impaired the information
that old Pennington lighted out fol
| San Francisco at one o'clock this
morning. Wherefore l laugh. Te-hel
Ha-hah!
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