The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1922-10-12
Malcolm Works
His Way
BY JANE OSBORN
20 by Mcclure Nswapaper syndleaIel

leaves OF little black notebook That
he had Just taken from his coat pocket.
Malcolm Gimson, sprawled out on
A hammock on the wide veranda of the
Alpha Beta house, looked up with
some interest.
whats biting you, HlggT" is the
way he showed his sympathy.
Two engagements for the same
time. You see, I've got to pay my
own expenses this year. Dads salt
ing close to the wind. SO | got next
to the student help committee and,
hang II all, | somehow promised TO
see two people at the same time this
afternoon about some work. There's
n lady willing TO give me board and
lodging and little money for what
can do mornings and evenings. You
see, can't board at the frat house
here. |, can't afford IL. Then there's
job with one of the sightseeing bus
companies. You know, to go along
and spiel through the megaphone two
or three times week. Somehow ar
ranged to see them both at four this
afternoon. Snakes p
Malcolm sat up, stretched and
yawned. "I'll look into one of the
jobs. There's no nourlshment sitting
around here, and l haven't anything
to do till after my first class tomorrow
morning."
"Well, suppose you go see the lady.
Just size up the job II this sight
seeing job falls through l might be
glad to take It," Again Tom consult
ed his little notebook. ITS lady
named Mrs. Gregory Glnner, so Park
lane. I'll do something decent for you
some day, maybe"
At four promptly that September
afternoon Malcolm Glmson appeared
at toe front door Of the house of Greg.
ory Glnner in Park lane. Emma Gin
ner opened the door and smiled and
blushed a little, showing that, In spite
of herself, she was good deal inter
ested In students, even when they
were, or were supposed to be, of the
'self-help" variety. Emma ushered
Malcolm into the family living room,
as being more appropriate than the
front drawing room, and went TO "tell
mamma" Malcolm watched the slen-
der figure eagerly as It withdrew down
the hall. Mentally he made note that
here was the girl he wanted to take
to his junior ball. He had always
rather inclined toward spirited bru-
nettes, but his preference suddenly
swerved over TO the rather shy blonde
type.
Mrs. Glnner soon appeared, an un-
affected. motherly sort Of woman. She
explained that since the boys were
away and Mr.. Glnner was so much
! taken up with business, they wanted
to have a young man I'm the family TO
look after the furnace nights and
morning, to take care Of the walks and
lock up nights when Mr.. Glnner was
away. They kept one maid and there
were little things around the house
| that the boys used to do before they
went away. He could have room
on the third floor that one of the boys
had had. Mrs. Glnner was sure he'd
be comfortable. He was just the sort
/ Va DOg oii VI liAiliAdth ltl VI bht
OF her own sons
| Malcolm was about to say that he
was looking up the position for a
friend, but he was interrupted by
Emma.
"But he doesn't look bit like
Fred" she said. Erred has light hair
and blue eyes and your eyes are
brown aren't they?" she said. turning
to Malcolm.
Malcolm grlnned and said they
we're.
''Well, goodness, but your eyes are
sharp" said Mrs Ginner, laughing, tC
her daughter. III hadn't had time tC
notice what color his eyes really were
all l mean is that he is the sort Of
boy that our boys are-Mr.-" she
looked Mp to Malcolm. "What did you
say your name wasf"
malcolm Gimson," he said, "but-'
'Mr. Glmson," she smiled, but
suppose Wen all be calling you Nal
colin before long"
She quickly said something about
the rate of payment for extra work
but Malcolm did not heed this. HC
was SO intent on watching little
Emma. who seemed lovelier every
time he looked at her
"Nvw, l guess everything is agreed
on" Mrs. Ginner was saying. "Yor
can send your trunk and things tomor
row morning. The room is ready.
am sure wen get along well. Mr.. Gin
ner has no end Of admiration for boy
that is plucky enough TO work his owl
way through college"
MIR. Ginner, thought Malcolm Glmsol
why, yes, that was the fat fathel
Of the Incompatible Emma, his own ia
ther-in-law some day. And he admire,
boys who worked their way through
college; perhaps he would be more In
cllned to accept him as son-in-law
he did work for himself instead Of TAX
ing the allowance that came so regu
larly and so freely from his Uncl
| Roger,