The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1922-03-30
THE DAILY
ST iOR + STORY
Mafy OBrien.
By LILIlAcE MONTGOMERY
MlTcHELL.

tng the last drop Of coffee at
j the bfeakfast table with one
eve on his watch, which was
propped up before him, aud one
eye ON the boarder who sat across
the table He aid not want to be
late again, for Old Manson was
getting grouchy OF late. When the
waitress came In and said that Mr..
Manson was on the telephone and
Wished 70 speak To Mfr. BainbrIdse,
John fairly gasped.
There are halt a dozen agents
out there right on the ground to
show this. fellow the place." he
heard Manson saying. "Neverthe.
less / think that we should be rep.
resented. III leave the car at the
corner and go downtown the rest
Of the way on the Il. You skip
ont there and hang around. II we
could make the sale It would mean
q lat commission for you, Balm.
bridge. Go to Il Get IT."
Bhinbrldge was one Of the young
a sNesnen In the realty corpora.
ton and as7yet somewhat unyetsed
in sales talk. As he hurried to.
ssard the cbrnerto get into the Sc.
dun which was waiting there, he
stitfed AZ the air Of the early morn.
ing and thought what wonderful
DAY IL would be in the country
where he was going. He wished
that he knew some charming girl
10 take with him. somebody who
loved sthessmellof clean, fresh couu.
Try aifs He rapidly thought over
the Hist Of girls he knew. 1t was
? short list and they all lived fair.
~ near.
He stopped before the Adams
house and Eloise herself answered
the door. She blushed scarlet when
She saw him and asked him to step
inside. y got up, late" she began
apologizingf yand haven't had a
chance yet to,
goh, well, never mind" John
BainbridEe cut 1t; Il had to drive
out 70 the country and J thought
de eyed her soiled frock and
her nnlaced boots distastefully.
W you'd nhonad," she began,
but now it would take me half
hours
Better luck next time" he said
as heshurried of. He gave short
whistle as he showed In the clutch.
But she surely is charming in the
eyeningM.
AT Anna Compton's the maid an.
sSyefsd the door, saucy maid, who
did not trouble to 20 upstairs, but
Who called up that a gentleman
wanted 70 see Mr.. Anna. He heard
Anna's voice. now more on the
qnernlous order than the Hitting.
laughtef loying voice that he knew.
That doorbell Weakened me!
Send him away; he's probably a
ltihn with coupons from some pho.
tograph studio or somebody want.
Ing somethlng!"
Il was! an almost dazed young
John Bainbridse who again stepped
into the sedan belonging to the
Acme Realty Corporation. The
ttrnes@as fleeting and he. must start
out for the long drive4that was
ahead OF him. He could not risk
being late. and yet It seemed
pity to take such a good drive alone
when some one else might as we'll
enjoy II, too. Besides, he would
Ike company. The traffic was get
ting heavy now and so he took a
short eutAur side street. He saw
few familiar houses and remem.
hered, Mary o'Brien lived along
here In one Of these houses. Ho
saw the very house now and unde.
cidedly drew up at the big white
stone In front that pointed out the
fact that they had once had enough
Carriage company to use block.
Here again the girl or the horse
answered the door-Mary O'Brir,.
herselE Her hair was smooth and
rrettilyg dressed and her shoes were
well polished, strapped ones that
were fastened properly. Her apron,
though was a mass of blue and
yellow strealss.
Hello. Jacket she greeted with
. &ide smile. Thought YOU never
were going to come around any
more. Come on In"
can't he temporized, az
stopped just for a minute. You
see. I'm going to take long drive
out Into. the country TO try to sell
~ wealthy commercial artist a gem
tlemanls country place and had
room In the car and thought maybe
you'd like 10 drive along"
Her eyes danced. "Td love IT,
she exclaimed enthusiastically.
Bit he went on evenly, I'll
thought maybe you'd be dressed
enough to fgo-rye got TO get there
at once
But Marywas already tugging at
her apron that covered her from
neck toshem. THE kitchen needed
painting and / thought that Mary
Osriens house artist, might as we'll
do the Job. But I'm all dressed
Just let me get hat and cover the
PAINT Jar SO It won't dry up"
sheStiow had the apron of and A
neat dark blue frock was reveal:d
Yes Jack cambridge. Don't
know, suppose in time for lunch, :,
he heard her telling her mothe:.
An rightyi'
and all the way out TO the towh
where the wealthy commercial ar.
fist LIVED, or rather was stoppiue
3 tie shotel. Mary o'Brien told him
Of all that had happened since she
+ had last seen him. and John Bn'n
hr:age found himself laughing as
ne had not laughed for rno7ths,
Some wayShis mouth had cultiyat.
ed smile but the laugh was or
had been, gone. She sat in the back
Il the ear while he drove the nros.
pect pl'out, and when The l,uYse
~as shown Mary tnado several s,lg.
eestions Is to what might Ne &C