Walker Lake bulletin. (Hawthorne, Nev.) 1883-1926, 1921-10-01
TYPES
Bv MILDRED WHITE.

forward TO draw in his boat. Barton
had hired the rowboat, just as he had
come to the crude village along shore
IN order to get in touch with people
and study the types for book. Bar
toms fiance had told him that his SUB
jects lacked reality.
"You ought to live among the folks
you are trying to write about, she
said land catch their atmosphere.
Barton respected his fiances opin-
Ion; she was literary woman her
self. Sometimes he felt that his own
place in Elizabeth Earrings life was
but a secondary one. Gazing now
whimsically at the old fisherman and
listening to his quaint sayings, II came
to Barton that he was missing much,
stopping at the accustomed inn. Ii
this old Swanson would take him
In to board at the neat cottage on the
sands, he would undoubtedly acquire
the personal touch missing In his writ
ings.
Swanson, II seemed, had two daugh-
ters GLORY. the dark one," and
LILLY, the fair" He thought that he'd
better talk first with them about it.
1--WE never calkilateG to take In
strangers" he told the writer. Lilly
might fuss about it. Shes shy; don't
like folks about; Lilly don't. Salts
fed with her flower garden an birds,
an her little blue boat. Glory'u fuss
In a different way. Pretty saucy Is
Glory, an outspoken."
The family consultation regarding
his coming lasted three days At its
close Swanson, the fisherman greeted
him with his nearest approach to
smile.
GLORY fatty refused" he said, but
reckon she was planning for your CON-
Ing all the while. Somethin' new, you
see. Anyway, when bin out all day
an Lilly SEWN out among her flow
ers Glory's gone an got your room
ready. It's the front room; was our
parlor."
Barton entered upon his first week
In the shore cottage with a zest of
enjoyment 1t was all so refreshingy
unusual Surreptitiously he jotted
down the old mans sayings. But his
most inspiring study of types were
the sisters. Glory, the scornful, was
a never-failing source of interest. Her
open rudeness to himself was merely
amusing.
what" she asked him contemp-
tuously, "can you write about? You
don't talk clever"
His long-searched conscience awak-
ened to feeble protest, as he deliber-
ately devoted himself to the gentle
Lilly. 1t was crime to play at max
ing love with so innocently impress
slonable creature. Yet the shy girl
was intensely winning. and she 1t was
whom he had planned the heroine of,
his new story. Lilly, with her trust
! full blue eyes. the rose color flushing
to her face at each flattering word.
Freely, as days went by, her time was
given to him as to her birds and flow
ers. Barton liked to sit beside Lilly
In the garden, telling her of that busy
world beyond. Of It's entertainments and
Its achievements. Glory angrily would
come to them there.
Here, you," she would say to him.
"come in to your dinner and stop
drawing Lilly out. He is trying to
learn US to put In book" she'd warn
her sister.
In his parlor later Barton went to
the cracked piano and sang a love
song for her. Someway or other, he
could not long endure Glory's anger.
1t was strange.
You have me under discipline, too"
he told her, "as you have your fierce
old dad"
Glory shrugged. Little It's worth
the trouble" she Knocked.
When the time came for Barton to
60 back to the city, he was really a
little bit sorry for Lilly. Her wide
eyes were pathetic, in some silent ap-
peal. Glory left him no scruples. She
changed his room with alacrity back
to its old order
"Now," she remarked brusquely,
you'll be going. The old bus is down
the road. I am sorry your book will
be no success. 1t can't be. You don't
know anything about reading people
l read some of 1t, the other day. In
there on your table. And you've got
us all wrong. We're just folks like
you or those people in your world, or
anybody. You can say good-by to
Lilly, If you like; she's In her garden"
Barton would rather not have had
to say goolby to Lilly. He dreaded
the expression that would come to her
trusting face. But Lilly saised, rather
absently, her face from study of her
forget,me- nots.
1T has been nice to know you
she said cheerfuly, land to hear about
the place where shall live. You see,
] met Jack Tabor last year down at
the Inn where you first stayed; we
are to be married SOON"
Glory waved him off hricklv