Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1921-12-01
Summer Hotel
Boosters
a. HELEN AROWN

looking up from his seat In the swing
ing hammock. Half a dozen girls
were grouped about his feet. In atti-
tudes Of worship. while Mr. Allen
slowly famed himself with an imita-
ton palm leaf.
IF ] might take the liberty for an
instant, sir" replied Cyrus Galbraith.
the proprietor Of the fashionable sum
mer mountain hotel.
Excuse me, girls" said Mr.. Allen.
jauntily.
Now. see here, Allen. said Gal
braith. I'm not going to stand for any
more Of this COMPOUNDED nonsense"
he said.
"Why. what's the matter, Mr.. Gal
braithT' inquired the other. in sur
prise.
Matter. SIR" Numbered the land
lord. "Everything's the matter. Las,
month got a circular from the Sum
ner Hotel Improvement society. in
which they offered me an Adonis
Amt that soT''
that's me-" answered the other.
proudly.
Terms, fifteen dollars week and
board for as long as the season last
ed" pursued the irate landlord. And
you was 10 take each girl out in turn
for moonlight sail. to build up my
Business and prevent Walt SInithers
getting all my young women away
from me, as he did last summer.
And what happens? Miss Jones leI
last evening because she said ii WAS
dull here. know she's fifty and has
red hair and an inward squint. Bu'
what OF thati Weren't you paid 10
take Miss Jones moonlight sailing.
and each of the rest of them, no mat
ter II they had blue hair and three
Of them wall eyes? And instead az
that you've spent the last two solid
days with that Miss Moon, young
woman I've never seen here before
and never want to see again"
"Well, Mr.. Galbrnith." replied Mr.
Allen deferentially. wasn't | enter
tanning six of your young ladies'"
1t must be confessed that Bes sic
Moon was remarkably beautiful
young woman. While Mr.. Galbraith
sat modify before his desk. wearing
away the last VestigeS of his rage,
the Office door opened and Miss Mooiv
stepped in.
"NOu may order carriage for me
at half-past three" she said coolly.
why, certainly. Miss Moon" re-
piled the proprietor, rubbing his
hands. "You contemplate visiting the
renowned sulphur spring, of course?''
NO; contemplate visiting the
railroad station" answered Miss
Moon. II understand that you have
mentioned my name In n conversation
with my friend. Mr.. Allen"
IL" stammered GalbraIth, and
before he had recovered his speech
Miss Moon, instructing him to send
her bin up to her room, had left the
Office.
She went away on the same train
as Mr.. Allen. and the hotel grew
very lonely. On the morrow two sour
visaged spinsters packed up and left;
on the next day three young ladies'
Withdrew TO Walt SmIthers' place;
within a week Galbraith was cursing
his fate for the worst season that La<
had had In years. At last, curiosity
overcoming his pride, he had his
horse saddled, and rode over the ten
miles OF trail that separated his hotel
from his rivals. He dismounted and
walked into the office. The hotel
looked like an undertaker's shop. Gal
braith frightened.
Morning. Smithers," he said, ex-
tending his hand cordially. Seems
TO me-" he continued. that your bust
ness Is about as bad as mine this
year."
what, your business bad, tool"
shouted Smithers, exultantly.
Never was worse" answered the
other. "and l don't mind telling you.
Smithers. that 1 thought I'd got the
best Of you. Ais fair in trade. and !
guess there won't be any bad feelings
If admit that hired young man.
to keep the ladies entertained. I'd
heard II was done, but this was nv
tel Improvement society. and" 4
What" shouted Smithers. Ieaplnk
up. "Y0u hired II young man from thtI
Summer Hotel Improvement society?f
Listen" he said, and began read
ing: THE Summer Hotel Improy,E
ment society has listed your name al
that OF possible patron. We untiek
stand that Mr.. Galbraith Of the sub
nyslde hotel, has hired a young NAB
TO entertain his women guests. Posi-
tive engagements guaranteed all eli
ents staying three days or over"
That's him." said Galbraith, BIZ
teriy. "WellT"
I've offer you the services of
young lSly OF superhuman beauty. %
stay nj Galbraith's hotel and wen
this Adonis AWAY from the othsr
guests, thereby spelling his buslne.s
for the season. Our Miss MoOn-'"I
Moon" yelled the other. Moo,
why. they both came from the saI,e
shop"
Darling" said Arthur Alln.
where shall We go for our vacation
next year? Do you think the All
rondacks are played out yetT'
Il guess not" answered Resse.
smuggling up 10 him. Perhaps he
might try the CatsklIls. though, tbs
year. Isn't II glorious having fee
summer holidays. Arthur? dhr
know what we'd have done with4nt
them; and we'd never have gche