Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1922-01-20
TYPES
BY MILDRED WHITE.


Barton fingered, studying the face
OF the fisherman who came shufiling
forward to draw in his boat Barton
had hired the rowboat, Just as he had
come to the crude village along shore,
In order to get in touch with people
and study the types for a book. Bar
toms fiance had told him that his sub
jects lacked reality.
"You ought to live among the folks
you are trying to write about" she
said. "and catch their atmosphere"
Barton respected his fance's opin-
ion; she was literary woman her
self. Sometimes he felt that his own
place in Elizabeth Earrings life was
but a secondary one. Gazing now
whimsically at the old fisherman and
listening to his quaint sayings, 1t came
to Barton that he was missing much,
stopping at the accustomed inn. II
this old Swanson would take him
In to board at the neat cottage on the
sands, he would undoubtedly acquire
the personal touch missing in his writ
ings.
Swanson, It seemed. had two daugh-
tiers. "Glory, the dark one" and
LILLY, the fair" He thought that he'd
better talk first with them about 1t.
"We never calkilated to take In
strangers" he told the writer. Lilly
might fuss about it. She's shy; don't
like folks about; Lilly don't. Salts
fed with her flower garden an birds,
an her little blue boat. Glory'u fuss
in a different way. Pretty saucy is
Glory, an outspoken."
The family consultation regarding
his coming lasted three days. At Its
close Swanson, the fisherman, greeted
him with his nearest approach to a
smile.
"Glory fatty refused" he said, "but
reckon she was planning for your CON-
ing all the while. Somethin' new, you
see, Anyway, when bin out all day
an Lilly SEWN out among her flow
ers, Glory's gone an got your room
ready. It's the front room; was our
parlor."
Barton entered upon his first week
in the shore cottage with a Zest Of
enjoyment 1t was all so refreshingly
unusual Surreptitiously he Jotted
down the old mans sayings. But his
most inspiring study of types were
the sisters. Glory, the scornful, was
a never-failing source of interest. Her
open rudeness to himself was merely
amusing.
what" she asked him contemp
tuously, "can you write aboutf You
don't talk clever"
His long searched conscience awak-
ened to feeble protest, as he deliber'
ately devoted himself to the gentle
Lilly. 1t was a crime to play at max
ing love with so innocently impress
sionable q creature. Yet the shy girl
was intensely winning, and she It was
whom he had planned the heroine Of
his new story. LILLY, with her trust
full blue eyes, the rose color flushing
to her face at each flattering word
Freely, as days went by, her time was
given to him as to her birds and flow
in the garden, telling her Of that busy
world beyond, OF its entertainments and
its achievements. Glory angrily would
come to them there.
"Here, you," she would say to him,
come In to your dinner and stop
drawing Lilly out. He is trying to
learn us to put In a book" she'd warn
her sister.
In his parlor later Barton went to
the cracked plano and sang a love
song for her. Someway or other, he
could not long endure Glory's anger.
It was strange.
"You have me under discipline, too"
he told her, "as you have your fierce
old dad"
Glory shrugged. little It's worth
the trouble" she Knocked.
When the time came for Barton TO
go back to the city, he was really
little bit sorry for Lilly. Her wide
eyes were pathetic, in some silent ap-
peal. Glory left him no scruples. She
changed his room with alacrity back
to its old order.
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