The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1922-02-02

ted over hiH brpnzed face but a
quick ffashing smile replaeed this
So with that she fancletl she had
imagined II. ''Tell me, Daisy did
You walt for met"
The wave Of crimson was not due
70 the ruddy stove, although the
forgotten hampers were sending
out showers Of grateful warmth.
George, studying her ingenious
blush, felt q sudden warmth In his
heart. This homecoming, although
mnrred at first by his encounter
with the sneak thief, was better
than he had pictured itwhen on the
long journey. His eyes Travelled
from the slim, ringless left hand
and fell upon the oldfashioned man
telshelf with itR seashells and a
glass covered cross OF dim black
velvet covered with climbing wax
flowers with fragile white petals.
That cross had stood there since
he had been small chap, and the
sight OF It in It's accustomed place
brought a storm Of old, happy
memories back to the man who had
seen some Of the finest show places
! ION the continent. "There is no
place like home" he said at last,
bringing his chair across the in.
grain carpet so that he was near
enough to pick up the ringless
hand, will you marry me right
away?"
The tall clock In the corner tick.
ed on busily and the girl radiantly
imagined that the heavy tones were
Laughing. During the years Of al.
most hopeless waiting she had
thought the ticks were solemn, had
fancied that the pallid, moonfaced
clock stared down at her pityingly.
Now she knew that 1t had waited
with her for the Joy that had come
lust as she had become resigned to
the loss Of her old sweetheart.
yes" she said, just as she heard
her fathers step In the kitchen.
"And SO some one cleaned you
out on the train," cried genial Tom
Dorrance. ,,NeYer mind; can give
you a temporary place in the store
until you get turned around. Guess
Daisy will make me-" added the
father, who had come TO certain
conclusions Us he regarded his
girls flushed face and radiant eyes.
George looked embarrassed. II
tried to explain, but she shut me
of every timc.". He glanced over
at her quizzically. II have plenty
OF money. mailed some drafts to
the bank from Liverpool, but the
bank Is closed today. You see, ]
plan TO buy q house right away for
Daisy. | couldn't decide between
the old Sawyer residence"-his
hearers gasped; the Sawyer place
was the show place Of the town,
large and handsome, with several
lares OF ground and dollhouse for
roses-"and a hrand.new bungalow
fright In tho village. Sol thought
I'D wait and let her do the decid.
Ing. Women arc apt to have very
decided notions about homes"
Tom Dorrance rallied. The son.
in.law he had welcomed so heartily
was a. wealthy man. WELL" he
chuckled, DAISY thought you lack.
cd even an overcoat, but I guess
she won't hesitate long over the
choice. The Sawyer place." he add.
ed wonderingly.
no." cried Daisy. II shan't. Id
like to have the tiny, brand.new
bungalow right down here among
all our friends"
And while George beamed over
ther loyal choice Jim skinner the
new innkeeper. was raucously re-
Hating the tale OF the stranger who
had impudently asked him to ad.
vance five dollars until the bank
was opened. "He didn't even havo
an overcoat," he ended shrilly.
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