Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-06-09
The Daily Novelette,
Wanted-A Man
by MARTHA Will.
IIAMS

"I don't know. If did 1 wouldn't
tell" Sarah answered pugnaciously.
Miss Dean, who had just asked:
How rich is old Capt. Johnson!'
hissed out long "O-h-h!" followed by
frosty smile and pardon, didn't
dream you were interested there
'I am not-the way you are" Sarah
said. coloring hotly, Il do like the old
gentleman; he's nice even when he's
tiresome If he were not l should make
him welcome for my mothers sake. lie
knew her as q girl, and tells me so
much about her nobody else can tell
II see an hereditary romance Miss
Dean commented, smiling from the
teeth out, only she was furious. Sarah,
tall and twenty, vigorous, muscular,
with clear, deep seeing eyes and un-
afraid even of Mrs. Grundy, was likely
to prove lion in her path.
Or rather the path Of the beautiful
scheme she had mapped out before
coming to Wlndmead. Its cornerstone
was gossip vaguely heard OF man
there. old, lone, fnbulously rich and so
accessible, all that saved him from
coming to want was the fact that he
could not spend aught but the income
from his big estate.
herself no airs Of proprietorship.
''What a shame I have no grandson
or else could cut out fifty years or 30, "
the captain said to Sarah signing
"I'll never insult you by saying, VIII
you be an old mans darling You are
not for sale. Pity your mother couldn' t
overlook the thirty years difference.
You might be my daughter, but didn' t
try to change her mind; she loved an
other man, and i knew it.
"I'll adopt you illegally as my grand {.
pap" Sarah had answered, masking
sigh with laugh. Memory of all
this made her flush lovely scarlet at
the Dean insinuation. She hated her
self for blushing until she caught an
exultant gleam in the Dean eyes.
Then tricksy Fate took TO raw
double dealing all round. She laid the
captain by the heels with lumbagc
and sent Sarah to serve as maid OF
honor at wedding hundred miles
away.
Sarah meant faithfully to write every
. day at least to her old dear. She hated
writing, but did really keep faith the
first day. After that she was 30 held
and hindered anything but postals wa,
impossible. Long distance was small
help. Captain could not get to the
phone besides, getting connection was
work Of SO much time and p0ther il
seemed not worth while. Thus Fat,
unfairly cleared the way for Miss Dean
a gifted letter writer as ever put word.
on paper. She went daily with Moll,
to ask after the captain, but could b!
no means be persuaded TO set foot IL
his house. Instead she sent In letter.
her very best brand. Fairly written
full OF sympathy, but not maudlin
touched lightly with numor ant
breathing throughout subtly her de
sire to help in making the world an'
the race better. This not at first--nO
until the captain, who found diversion
in answering courteously her sendings
himself invited light upon her plan
After that the deluge. She was far tO
adroit for outright solicitation, bU
her susgestions we're double shotte,
: and went home straight. The captain
g sent for his trustees. In their absenc
. !. came a bright young fellow, Trumal
by name and nature. BY the time h
), had read the third Dean letter h
sensed what impended, and went owe
to the opposition.
The opposition was, be it known
Sarah Linton. Truman meant to MARI
her as soon as he sot firm fOothold
windmesd he knew must be left out o
the calculation. brother Jim woul
Heysf mahs q hyi1l svAsre an.
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