Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1920-07-29
THE DAILY
NOVELETTE,
SubstontinL Inn and Andv
<s'"e Wv" <Ittu
BY BERTHA s. CARNEY

a MN VRA1MEN had been a week now
-, az Cousin Allies in the city, and
WI W." eacn succeeding day Ann felt smaller
i,,ts,Y S more pre,,s awkward Her hair had abso-
fsshjon, ,erused os to bob" at her ears. city
sSp,e her emorts. her tongue would slip
psck INTO the country vernacular that
her her haa iIfaa spoken for the eighteen years Of
s,antmi she felt, and, besides all this.
there was the terrible name of Ann for
handicap and as for the incest young
man man VINO lived upstairs. how could she
Ssr dser ses acquainted with him IL one
These were the thoughts that were
running through the back of little AIMS
mead as she threw the rugs over the
piazza aI, ra,nng and attacked them vigor.
ously with the carpet beater. Ann had
ldeas OF her own, and she most certainly
Old not want to feel that she was not
working her Keep
nothing shS ads sansSt RTetty picture there in the
pink smeck rolled up to her elbows and
her cheeks flushed with the exercise
and as she worked an old bit of dog
gerel that she had learned as child
came IN her head. and she sang. be-
cause the morning was so bright and the
young man upstairs was 80 handsome
No That wasn't what she had meant
70 think az an but she kept singing and
Good morning. Jenny Wren. Will
you kindly stop your housewifely activi-
ties long enough to allow me to see my
Of dust have blinded my eyes to every
thing except the comellness of my in
dustrious neighbor."
Ann stopped--mouth open. just as she
had been about to carol forth the. high
est soprano note, and carpet beater
rassed He was speaking to her, but he
was only joking with her, for even at
her most vigorous swings only a feeble
trail of dust Aoated out on the air but
the last thing he had said-Ann's eyes
sought the toes of her sensible round
toed shoes before she looked across at
him shylY e.
The young man from upstairs was
looking at her; and II seemed as though
II he really wished to navigate the stair
way in such terrible storm of dust
there was nothing to 'hiHder his doing so.
Instead, be leaned against the railing.
auainted," he said. Fate sends me out
on an errand while you are on the porch !;
and as we are going to be such near
neighbors, It's all perfectly proper. I'm
Andrew Leonard. Andy suits me better !;
name on your trunk in the cellar: and
you're not yet old enough to be called
Miss Vralmen."
Ann, who wasn't old enough TO be
shaking hands with Andy. who. she
thought. was old enough to know better !;
and after that II was easy.
When she had beaten back the redness
into the roses and the greenness into
the grass. Ann tugged one Of the rugs
down from the rail, and Andy dropped
on his knees and began TO fold II with
deft turns of his wrists.
Ann inquired. Andy was a gentleman,
at least, even though there had been no
formal introduction and the warning
voices of her staid country ancestors
for the first time in her life went un-
Handy Andy that's me" he grnned
81 lived for five years on my uncle's
farm. thirty miles out"
Underneath the pink smock AIMS
heart gave u flutter of pure joy. Now
she could own up TO her eighteen years
He didn't-for on the following Sun
day Andy was helping her over % the the
the. Ave little pigs that had just arrived
at his uncle's farm.
friendship and they were on one of
their frequent Sunday excursions to the
farm. when Ann broached the subject
of changing her name to Annette, or
Marian. or any other. form of Ann, as
long as there was trimming enough to
take away the plainness.
"Cut 1t out, kiddie." Andy advised.
1t surely was fine to be able to boss
Ann Il Ike your name fine. My
grandmother'S name was Ann and just
look at mine-Andy. But you don't
catch me calling myself any fool name
like Androclus do you?"
Ann laughed. How could she tell him
that all the time she had been planning
to change 1t only for him?
''T like Andy for a name: it's $3.50
substa ntal," and then she laughed
again. for was that not the very quality
that three months ago She had most
hated?
That's it," Andy nodded. "a good
substantial name. just like Ann. Why,
! knew you could do housework like all
possessed the minute / lamped the name
on your trunk"
He drew her down beside him on an
old fallen tree trunk.
"Ann and Andy" he unused. holding
her close. "a good combination. Don't
you think we ought to make 1t sub
stantial one. Ann. dear?"
In his pocket dictionary he found the
word Substantial" and pointed out to
Ann its meanng-''actually existing not
imaginary; true; strong
Don't you think we could be all that
together. Ann girl?"
AIMS heart was so happy that she
essayed just one feeble little word, which
evidently pleased Andy.
Gee, honey" he whispered that's
velvet!"