Greenbrier independent. [volume] (Lewisburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1859-1980, 1922-07-28
THE WINDOW
BY AGNES G. BROGAN

Jack Thorpe. hurryins along through
the chill of ali early spring day,
glanced up at an old stone mansion
and saw the window. The window
seemed to tyrify that home he de-
sired.
in crying contrast to its neighboring
windows, the shining white curtained
glass beckoned, while two potttd ger
anlums tagged welcome.
jack was tired of hotels, tired Of
disappointing bachelor apartments.
and though he had not passed down
Cooper road with the intention Of find
Ing lodging place there, that is ex
actiy what he did, and for this was the
gay little window responsible.
will yoU,' he briefly asked maid
who opened the door to him, "let me
know If Tie room on the second floor
is vacant. the one with red flowers In
tic window? And may I see it:'
Jack Hsccndcd tie gloomy stairway
upon being told that the room was to
he vacated the following morning The
maid inserted Il key In q lock and left
him.
Ihe room WAS rs inviting as its
window promised. When Thorpe
lighted Tie lamp and touched match
to the gas CRATE, he sank into Il Gre
tonne cushioned chair With grateful
Sigh. Here was real home Mt last.
|. Mrs. Bickers came up presently for
an Interview. The bright place on the
wall paper she Informed lin, was
where the former tenants piano had
stood. The piano had been moved that
morning.
The room would be ready for rent.
Ing tomorrow. Mrs. Bickers agreed.
and he paid the advanced price asked.
"Just leave the Ley on the hall rack
when you go out" Mrs. Bickers said,
and left him.
He was enjoying a cigar before the
glowing fire when tap sounded Mt the
door and In response to his questioning
"1esF' the door opened to admit n
young woman. She was n pale-fac GEO
young woman and her big blue eyes
were trimming with tears.
"What do you want" asked Jack
impatiently.
Il want to come In" she retorted.
UNLIMITED, she drew companion
chair to the fireside and was, apparent
ly. soon lost in thought.
a." said Jack informingly. "have
just rented this ROOM"
The girl turned to look at him.
"Have you?" she asked. Il hope you
will like it,
II know that I shall like IT," he re-
piled. II knew from the moment l saw
those red geraniums in the window"
The freight induced Jacks remin-
iscence.
I'VE used to have window like that
at home. when I was a boy. White
ruffled curtains and all. 1t looked out
on the side Of the garden where a sun
dial stood"
did you?" asked the girl eagerly.
1--WE Ind window like 1t, too, ut
Grandma's. Grandma raised us moth
erless children. But our window looked
out from sunny kitchen to where
we could see birds hopping about on
the trees, and In winter time, their
little tracks all over the snow"
The man nodded Understandings.
II know, that all spells home"
"You won't like the meals here" the
girl said. Better go outside for them
its too bad you have to-"
ooh, well, there must be some draw
back. One does not find home every
day"
Nor lose one, thank goodness"
sighed the girl.
With new Interest he regarded the
strange visitor.
II lost mine today" she explained
ruefully.
But why" Sympathy was in his
glance.
"Couldn't pay the rent" the girl told
him. IF l can't make another home
for myself there will always be grand
mas to 60 to-" she added.
"Tell me- he begged impulsively.
"Grandma educates her orphaned
grandchildren and then turns us out
Of her ovcr-full nest to make our own
ways. Ny way was to be music
fame, success, you understand, waiting
In the world outside. I have just two
dollars left. I'm going to stop at Il
y. W. tonight. and tomorrow go ont
and look for an ordinary job. The
trouble IS. | don't know q thing in the
world but music"
"Your nance" the man asked, "wOn't
you tell me your Nance
"Burnie," answered the girl, her
sweet face grew wistful. Back In
grandma's cottage they call me Mar
got"
hat and cloak to chair. "Ill get out
my ten wagon and have tea And you'll
stay? 1t will he sort Of celebration
the old tenant depOses. long live the