Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1922-07-26
TO LET AN
AP AR Tf1FNT
Being the Somewhat Complicated Love Story Of Man
and Maid, With Love Running True to Type.
By ELEANOR PORTER
Author Of Pollyanna, . !" Just David" Etc.


suite, Miss Josephine Barton looked
over the newspaper attentiyely, her
eyes coming to q pause halfway down
the column.
Apartments: New, up-to-date, all
modern conveniences, moderate rent"
she. murmured. Expressly designed
for people of refined tastes and limited
means. References required II am
going to look at them," she finished
with sudden decision. ut sounds as if
1t would be just the place for auntie
and me-"
On Thirty-eighth street; west, In
''second-floor-front'' Of shabby,
eminently respectable boarding house,
Major Hilton smoothed across his
knees a copy Of the same paper, and
read the same advertisement.
By George, I'll do it!'' he exclaimed
aloud. "And If they're what they pre-
tend to be, I'll send for the little moth
er and-begin to live"
Ten days later, before the door of
small apartment house far uptown
stood two furniture vans-a red and a
yellow one. 4e
Above the sidewalk, in the twin bay
windows Of the second floor, Miss Jo-
sephine Barton and Major Hilton
looked out upon a world in which
nothing was familiar save their re-
spectlve goods being unloaded below.
"Mm-nl-someone has taken that
other suite so scon,' unused the lady
"now there are no more TO let. Wasn't
fortunate -
"Ry George!" grumble1 the major in
the Other window, cycling his neigh
boris goods. ''S'pose thcs. belong to
the lucky dog who took that south
suite-and only two hours ahead of
me, according to the janitor. Well, if
caE't have that I'm mighty glad to
get tiis," he added, as he turned away
from the window. .~ = e..
Down on the sidewalk an oak CO.'S
tuner and lady's standing workbas-
ket stood side by SIDE. A minute after
they We're aanked by two sritcases,
twins N color, shape and size. Two
minutes later a man from the red van
swung the costumer across his Shout
der and caught up one Of the suit
cases. As had been his custom through
out the afternoon he directed his steps
toward number three, the south suite
Thus it happened that at six o'clock
that night, after the men had gone,
Miss Barton confronted, in the middle
OF her bedroom floor, an unfamiliar,
unlovely thing Of oak and prongs.
"Oh!'' she exclaimed, dropping Imply
back into the nearest chair. "Why,
that isn't lnine!"
Across the hall, the major in his bay
window, was cutting the cords around
a paper-covered object that stood per-
haps two feet tall before him.
"Why, what don't remember-this
can't--well, by Jove'' he finished, as
the wrapping fell away and disclosed
a .edy's workbasket, dainty in white
enamel and gold. "Well, by Jove"
In the south suite Miss Barton rose
to her feet.
1T must belong in number four"
she murmured, circling, around the
zcostumer as if looking for an ad-
vantageous point OF view. what an
| ugly thing still. I fancy it is con-
venient. IL ought to take it home,
l suppose" shesadded, looking furtive-
| ly at the door. ii. =. So:
| .'Humph % CALCULATED the major
across the hall, his eyes on the basket
Rather neat-that!> Mm-m; looks
honey, and as if buttons were sewed
on. Belongs to that lucky beggar i'll
the south suite, suppose. Seems to
me he's got-Well, when little mother
comes II! look honey, and my buttons
vii; he sewed.
And ne caught up the basket and
started for the hall door. The next
moment he came face to face with his
own image in the mirror Of the hat
rack.
Great Scott.!" he cried, dropping
the basket. where's that suitcase2
I can't 80 looking this way
''Tll just change my STOCK" decided
/ Miss Barton in suite three, as she
picked up tan leather suitcase and
snapped the spring.
"Oh y she gasped. "Oh-oh-h!''
H -By Jove II exploded the major
across the hall. well, by Jove II
Before Miss Barton's Mortified eyes
lay mans vest, two neckties, nest
Of collars, and an immaculate, glisten.
ing shirt front before the majors lay
a fuff OF lace and linen, a glimpse OF
pink and pale blue, and on top, as il
hastily thrust there, a pair Of black
kid slippers. e.
OH" suffered Miss Barton, and
closed the bag with a snap. Not SO
the major. For moment he gazed
in blank stupefaction; then he slowly
reached out his hand, picked up one
Of the slippers. laid it across his palm,
and raised his hand to the: level Of his
eyes.
Hmm; and that's neat, too,'' he
said softly then a whimsical twinkle
came into his. eyes. IN OF even the
81 little mother will bring Ike that lie
s. whispered. s.55 ,s...'.s5
The distant click ola door brought
& the mnjor sud- enly to- himself. ana
B. sent q crimson Hood to neck and brow,
Ina marye lousIy short time be had
E fung vide his md vas SstrtJin1a
into the hall d lad VS. work baskef ana J