The Colorado statesman., 1920-04-24

Yes, | suppose will At least I
hope to. Maize Dixon always was my
IDEAL She's the most wonderful girl |
ever meta pronounced blonde with
blue eyes-and she certainly would
make me happy. have always been
insane over her. bur of course when |
left home was obliged to give her up.
Now 1t Will be different"
He gave vent to another slI,h.
which was echoed by Minnie, no doubt
out OF sympathy for him. although
there appeared to be little occasion for
sympathy.
In the morning Leonard severed his
connection with the auto sales COM
puny. The manager was not at all
pleased. because Leonard had been
valuable man; but he was told that
place would be open for him any time
he might care to return.
Then Leonard went TO his fathers
office. where an affectionate greeting
took place. and that night Leonard
was formally welcomed back into the
old home with dinner party. at which
young ladies and young gentlemen OF
us CluSS WE'RE
Among the guests was Mazle. and
her greeting was effusive.
1--WE missed you lot" she said.
"It would seem that you might have
dropped me line now and then"
81 was In no position to consider you
as IA friend" he reminded her. II
was just n poor working man. IL
would not have been the right thing,
exactly"
perhaps you are right" she agreed.
but now we are back on the same
level once more. and | shall expect you
to make up for lost time and take me
to all the best parties and dances and
theaters."
While this conversation was taking
place Minnie sat alone In her room
pounding a dilapidated typewriter. try
ing to grind out material for her page.
Leonard did not know that she had
laid aside this work on more than one
occasion in order to receive him and
that 1t made the performance of her
duties the next day dOubly hard.
On this particular night the rickety
machine would not run smoothly.
Sheet after sheet of paper was torn up
and finally Minnie admitted defeat.
covered the typewriter. turned out the
lights and moved her chair to the win
dow. where she spent a silent hour.
medltating.
1t was only a sample of her pro-
gram on several succeeding nights. A
month after Leonard's exit from her
life she sat thus at the window, la
mentIng the flight of inspiration. when
a knock on the door intruded on her
thoughts.
She exclaimed. wearlly. Come In"
thinking perhaps it was the bother
some Miss Jenkins on a borrowing
quest for the current magazines, or
Mrs. Shear seeking cupful of sugar.
or Miss Haverhill with the latest gos-
sip.
Instead man stood at the opening
when the door was thrown back. AS
the light was out she could not see
who it was. but she could discern that
he carried two suitcases. She pressed
the electric switch and the light shone
on the face of Leonard Moore.
''Back?" she exclaimed. Did your
father change his mind?"
NO" he said grimly, setting the
suitcases In the hall and entering the
room. mo. he didn't change his mind
but l did. Minnie. my three years or
work have spoiled me for life or
leisure. Dad and l are on friendly
terms all right. but I'm going to take
my job back"
She motioned him to a chair. but ne
remained standing.
"How about your ideal?" she In
auired. "Why aren't you with her TO-
night?"
He walked up close to her. his race
carrying an expression she had never
seen before.
minnie" he said. and there was
peculiar softness in his voice, MAIZE
Dixon isn't my ideal: she belongs TO
the Leonard Moore who used to be ana
who didn't know any better. You ask
me why I am not with my ideal to-
night and | answer that ! am with her.
I've been living three years under tne
same roof with her and l have just
found it out"