The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1922-09-25
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and took soilt-ty waikB

al invitations, read Z great deal
and took sojttrty walk
Hang hisiEfIdelq binfted out
silas Worth IA the ohtude of his
study! This IS the limit so ilst
stamped down the hall 70 his
daughter and eyed her sternly.
"You look pale, Jeanne. Get soSc
things together-I am going down
TO the works in the car; we shall
stay a few days and You can board
with Mrs. Lawrence"
"Mercy-you don't want me on
a business trlpi"
1--WE will make IT into a plea
sure jaunt-you may drive all the
way. We can leave Sellers at
home"
II was cold October morning
when the big car Of sllas Worth
drew up in the driveway Of the
great factory; here were carefully
keprlawns and shrubbery and the
remains Of blooming flower beds.
The brick walls Of the various
buildings were clothed lin ivy.
There was a sharp pungent smell
Of chrysanthemums and a 1eetinS
fragrance Of some late roses.
You have made some changes
since l was here last winter" said
Jean. ut must have been beauti-
full here during the summer"
at was" he said briefly
You have built a new restaur-
ant-isn't It pretty" Jean point
ed across the Enclosure to a small
red brick bungalow, smothered In
woodbine, where a sign swung to
and fro. Good Eating" read the
signboard.
That's not the factory restaur-
4nt-new chap came along and
rented that little building and has
opened a cafeteria-we have had
to close our lunch room, didn't
pay. Said his mother was an
invalid and he had learned to
cook when a boy-has some
housewives about hire to help.
Better so over there and eat your
lunch-I will come over later; I
have to see Ferguson tirst."
Jean walked slowly to the
cafeteria. A few men and girls
were going In, people from the Of
fees, for the factory whistle had
not sounded the noon hour. In
side II was clean and CHEEKY, with
painted floor and tables and
chairs, with pots of red geran!ums
in the window. Jean picked up a
tray, with the necessary silver.
and approached the open space
where a line was formed.
Jean studied tho bill Of fare on
the wall in front Of her.
Chicken soup-aud" Jean star.
ed at the white clad young man
who, with snowy white sleeves
rolled 10 his elbows, was standing
with soup ladle poised in mir.
How big and hearty he looked,
how clean, and wholesome and
happy in the humble business OF
feeding hungry people. He smil-
cd and bowed to Jean, while red
flush struggled through the tan
OF his skin. She went to a distant
table and tried to eat, but listen
ing TO the sound OF his CHEEKY
voice as he greeted pne after an
other, she fell TO dreaming and
when her father appeared the
soup was cold aud forgotten. Silas
Worth brought a heavily laden
tray and with him came the young
proprietor to bend above the
secluded table.
~ just saw Jean. sIr--it's taken
my breath away. Mr., Worth-and
II she won't marry meas am
making money-why will soil
the place out to you and leave
the country"
Silas Worth lifted twinkling
eyes. "Jeanie. this young man
needs more help in his business
pretty wife to help him spend
the proceeds; so II you could man
age to make your home in the old
manor house, and keep corner
for me. when l give up the town
otfice-why, we'll call 1t a day.
My lunch Is getting cold!"
No one In the busy place en-
joying the good eating" saw Bob
Dacre's swift downward swoop az
the dropped kiss OH Jeanie's
bright hair.
Copyright, 1922