The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1922-09-27
A Stenographer's
Romance
BY JANE PHELPS
YOUTH CALLS TO YOUTH.
CHAPTER 63.

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| YOUTH CALLS TO YOUTH.
| CHAPTER GO.
I AS the days passed Nellie constantly
congratulated herself on having OBJ
tanned a room at Mrs. Doty's. Not
that she Mingled with the other
board ers, in fact seldom saw them ex-
cepting at meals--save Mrs. Roberts,
to whose room she mad been invited
but they were all politely pleasant to
her, and she enjoyed the morning and
evening chatter about the big table.
| Chatter that touched upon every sub
ject, from the way things should be
cooked and served to the political
situation, both foreign and domestic.
When young Horne, Nellie had
| learned his surname was Donald, was
at dinner they often appealed to him,
and Nellie thought his knowledge
marvellous. She had encountered him
| two or three times in the hall, and
he had stopped to--chat Nellie had
| told him she was a stenographer, that
she was with the same firm as Miss
Jones. Then one night they both
came in at the same time He stopped
her rather awkwardly' and said:
II have two tickets for new show,
would you go with me, Miss Riiey?"
Would she?
They're good seats" he went on.
Even If they are passes"
Thank you, / should love to co."
Nellie replied with her usual direct
any tickets?"
Better, because they cost me moth
ing. 1 couldn't afford orchestra seats
to this show. They're way beyond my
purse"
/. what is it?"
THE Music Box Revue"
"Oh, really! 1 have wanted to see
that awfully. What time shall 1 be
ready. = A
About 8 o'clock. I'll meet you in
the parlor.' A small room used as a
meeting place for the guests when
socially inclined.
Nellie ate her dinner in a glow of
anticipation. She had thought per-
haps to see the Revue from the gal
lery. but to go with nice-looking
young man like Donald Horne; to sit
in the orchestra, would be so much
nicer. @sEa4
She dressed with care, wearing a
dark frock, but one a trifle low in the
neck, fresh gloves, and dainty shoes.
She brushed her bobbed hair more
carefully than usual, urging each re-
fractory curl in place. Then, just as
the hands on her wrist watch pointed
to eight, she went down to the parlor,
unoccupied save by the acid faced
young woman, Miss Pitt, who re-
marked: a9
ut don't take some folks long to
Some never do Nellie saucily re-
Piled
II wasn't brought up to go gadding
about alone with young men,"
TOO bad-perhaps you naight learn
to now If they would ask you"
Donald appeared, and any reply
Miss Pitt may have intended was ef-
faced by the smile she gave him, and
the remark addressed to him:
81 hope you will enjoy yourself. Mr..
Horne"
"I know I shalI!" Donald replied
gayly. How charming you look, Miss
Riley. 1 guess we'd better run
along
"old cat!" Nellie said to herself as
she left the room. Doesn't have a
good time herself and doesft want
no one else to-
Donald Horne was a delightful COM
panion, a gay, natural fellow whose
aspiration to be a newspaper editor he
confided to Nellie.
"Oh-how wonderful" She never
had been thrown with any one con-
nected with the literary world, and to
her it was one of wondrous attraction.
ooh, I'm nothing but cub reporter
now. but they all had to start some
way!" he told her.
She admired his ambition, his unas-
Stunning manner. She afso admired
him. He had left off the goggles for
a pair of nose glasses. wore a dinner
coat, and was a well turned out look
ing young man. Never before had
Nellie gone out with any one who
wore a dinner coat, save old Mr.. Rob
inson.
"T wish Cora could see u.s." she
thou4ht.
They both enjoyed the play i'm
mensely. and il was the beginning of
a friendship between them, one that
led to outings of different sorts
plays when Donald had passes, mo-
ton pictures when he had not.
Mrs. Robertssmiled as they chaffed
each other~across the table, admired
Nellie when she ran in TO bid her
goodnight before they went out, and
often gave her good advice IN a quiet
way.
When Cora heard from Nellie of
these outings, of Donald. she smiled
contentedly. Nellie's admiration for
Mr.. George Fallon had meant nothing
after all. She hoped Nellie would
marry this young Horne who, Miss
Jones had told her. was very worthy
young man.
(Tomorrow-Doroth Fallon's visits
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