The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1922-04-26

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this brew IL / had known | had to
make this trip to Buffalo. 1t takes
aas much attention as q baby.
Ten pounds of ralsIns at 80
cents q pound and two pounds OF
Drown sugar ut twenty, to say
nothing Of the tartaric acld-why
Its ridiculous. l cant afford to
waste 1t, And II will bo wasted II
do not stir II every day and
watch 1t" Belinda began to won.
asr what she could do.
There was no one with whom
she lived. She occupied her tiny
studio alone. There was no one
with whom she could burden the
brew.
Her trip to Buffalo was neces.
Z aary. She had promised Harry
that on his next shore leave she
would visit his mother in Buffalo
50 that they might both enjoy his
holiday together. In fact, she had
malt spromlsed that she would give
him an answer 10 his proposal nj
any time.
Now. she seemed to feel 1t a
nuisance to go SO far away--just
see Harry. And she was begin
hlng TO wonder IL this were the
proper state Of mind for an about
t9she'engaged girl. She was very
fond Of Harry and very proud OF
his officers uniform. Not that
odarry's uniform had seen any spc-
etal service but 1t was becoming,
5and he had graduated from the
naval academy and had been in
PART OF the war zone:
For the moment the uniform
and Henry-she called him Henry
eEhen she did not feel so kindly
teward him-paled into Insignia
canfe by comparison with the
home brew in which she was alb
sorbed.
Az she put thinga into her suit
ease she decided to be unconyen-
tional and ask.the young man on
the same floor to come In each
morning and stir the pot. She
mad never seen him, but the regu-
4laritY with which he came and
went each morning and evening
made her realize that he was a
dependable person.
Tom Weston, Scotch Us a bunch
2 purple heather, was surprised
az the quaint request OF the girl
whose voice he had heard in the
neSt3 room to his own. For be 1t
known that Belinda sang and
praeticod from time to time.
The mans smile was encourage
ing to Belinda. She observed a
long scar across his cheek. Then
her eyes sought the expression
that was uamlstakable-the tale
that told OF unforgcttable destruc-
ton, She knew in a minute that
the man had fought in the big
war.
Would tt-would you think II
Strange II I asked you to go to my
room every morning for a few
days and stir my home brew pot?'
she asked tlmidIy
Tom laughed. i've done hard
er things than that" he said.
an dashlng for a train" she
went on, Here is the key. The
big stick that lies across the pot is
) TO stir 1t with, and-and oh,
thanks so much"
Tom took the key. "1'll stir
1T Don't worry, And-shall
post your mail. perhaps?"
"oh, would your" She gave hin,
her address. Don't send papers
just letters that look as II they
might be checks from magazines.
draw pictures npd-sometimes
get a check, which need"
I'm try to extract some from
the postman for you. 1t will give
me pleasure to do these little
things for you. so don't worry
while you are away"
Belinda loved the succession OF
rls3in his words. In fact, Belinda
found herselt as she travelled to.
ward Bufalo-and Henry-think-
lhg far more about the Scotch.
mans smile and tone and general
magnetism than about the man
she was on her way to see. She
eould see. the great scar across his
face and the winning smile that
nhscpred It
eIt-oh, mott couldn't be love
lat first sight" she tried to tell
herself. "And yeti is some.
thing. l have never felt this way
gbetore.n
6 Then she had begun to wonder
e he had liked her, Was she his
typef
That she was very much hi,
type Tom Weston had decided Us
he stirred each day the now hiss.
ing brew. He looked about The
little studio; he, observed the
nominees OF 1t; he decided that
Belinda was a domestic glrl-a.
well as q most beautiful one.
One morning the postmau
brought an envelope that Tom
decided must be a check, and this
gave him an excuse 10 send an
accompanying note. He explained
that the brew was getting noisy
and actiYe-temperamental. as he
explained IL and wondered II /,
were all right. or II, perhaps, he
did not do the right thing by Il.
His delight at getting an answer
knew no bounds. And it had come
back so quickly that he was sure
she had not minded writing Il.
Belinda had a most uncomfort.
able visit. Henry-she always
called him that now-was moi
what she had once thought him.
He had become. in her eyes, con.
Fsjted. Ho thought only Of him.
EelfI and while he was persistent
I'M his wooing Of her; she felt that
she would not be missed 80 greatly
IA to faI1 him No