, 1922-09-28
Malcolm Works
His Way
By JANE OSBORN
90 By Mcclure Newspaper SyndicsteD

N0 ~ ACClurs Newspaper SyndiCate.D
"Oh, snakes!" said Tom Higgins.
with resigned disgust, glanclng at the
leaves of a little black notebook that
he had just taken from his coat pocket.
Malcolm Crimson, sprawled out on
a hammock on the wide veranda of the
Alpha Beta house, looked up with
some interest.
whats biting you, Hlgg?" 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 sail
ing close to the wind. SO | got next
to the student help committee and,
hang it all, l somehow promised To
see two people ut the same time this
afternoon about some work. There's
a lady willing to give me board and
lodging and a little money for what !
can do mornings and evenings. You
see, | can't board at the frat house
here. l can't afford 1t. Their there's
a job with n of the sightseeing bus
companies. You know. to go along
and spiel through the megaphone two
or three times u week. Somehow | arr
ranged to see them both ut four This
afternoon. snakes!
Malcolm sat up, stretched and
yawned. I'll look into one Of the
Jobs. There's no nourlshment sitting
around here. and | haven't anything
to do till after my first class tomorrow
morning"
We'll. suppose you go see the lady.
lust size up the job. If this sight
seeing job fails through | might be
glad tn take it," Again Tom consult
ed his little notebook. IT'S a lady
named Mrs. Gregory Ginner, so Park
lane. I'll do something decent for you
some day, maybe"
At four promptly that September
afternoon Malcolm Crimson appeared
Mt the front door Of the house of Greg
DRY Ginner in Park lane. Emma Gin
ner opened the door and smiled n
blushed n little, showing that, in spite
of herself, she was a 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 1t withdrew down
the hall. Mentally he made a 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. Ginuer soon appeared, M I'M
affected. motherly sort OF nj She
explained that since the boys were
away and Mr.. Ginner was so much
taken up with business. they wanted
to have IA young mar IN the family to
look after the furnace nights aud
morning, to take care of the walks and
lock up nights when Mr.. Ginner was
away. They kept n maid, and there
were little things around h house
that the boys used to do before they
went away. He could have a room
on the third ioor that one of the boys
had had. Mrs. Ginner was sure he't
be comfortable. He was just the SORT
of boy she'd like, reminded her OF one
OF her own SONS
Malcolm was about to say that he
was looking up the position Tor
friend. Dut he WIS Interrupted DS
Emma.
But le doesn't look n bit like
Fred she said. Fred has light hall
and blue eyes AMI you eyes are
brown, aren't theyi' she said, turning
to Malcolm.
Malcolm grlnned and said the!
we're.
We'll, goodness. but your eyes are
sharp, a Mrs. n laughing IL
her daughter. u hadn't had time &c
notice what color his eyes really were
all | mean Is that he is the sort a