The herald. [volume] (New Orleans, La.) 1905-1953, 1922-11-02

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with resigned disgust, glancing at the
leaves CT a little black notebook that
he had Just taken from his coat pocket.
Malcolm Crimson, sprawled out on
hammock on the wide veranda of the
Alpha Beta house, looked up with
some interest.
What's biting you, Higg?" 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 II all, l somehow promised to
see two people at the same time this
afternoon about some work. There's
a lady willing TO give me board and
lodging and little money for what
can do mornings and evenings. You
see, / can't board at the frat house
here. i can't afford II. Then there's
a job with one of the sightseeing bus
companies. You know, to 90 along
and spiel through the megaphOne two
or three times a week. Somehow | ar
ranged to see them both at four this
afternoon. Snakes"
Malcolm sat up, stretched and
yawned. 'rll look into one Of the
jobs. There's no nourishment sitting
around here, and | haven't anything
TO do till after my first class tomorrow
morning"
well, suppose you go see the lady.
Just size up the job. If this sight
seeing job falls through | might be
glad to take it," Again Tom consult
ed his little notebook. IT'S 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
at the front door of the house of Greg
DRY Ginner in Park lane. Emma Gin
ner opened the door and smiled and
blushed a little, showing that, in spite
of herself, she was 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 it withdrew down
the hall. Mentally he made note that
here was the girl he wanted to take
IN Inn hn1
rather inclined toward spirited bru-
nettes, but his preference suddenly
swerved over to the rather shy blonde
type.
Mrs. Ginner soon appeared, an I'M
affected, mOtherly sort of woman. She
explained that since the boys were
away and Mr.. Ginner was so much
taken up with business, they wanted
to have a young man In the family to
look after the furnace nights and
morning, to take care of the walks and
lock up nights when Mr.. Ginner was
away. They kept one maid, and there
were little things around the house
that the boys used to do before they
went away. He could have a room
on the third floor that one Of the boys
had had. Mrs. Ginner was sure he'd
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 for
friend, but he was interrupted by
Emma.
"But he doesn't look a bit like
Fred" she said. Erred has light hair
and blue eyes and your eyes are
brown, aren't they?" she said, turning
to Malcolm.
Malcolm grinned and said they
were.
well, goodness, but your eyes are
sharp" said Mrs. Ginner, laughing, to
her daughter. II hadn't had time to
notice what color his eyes really were
all l mean is that he is the sort of
boy that our boys are-Mr.-" she
looked up to Malcolm. "What did you
say your name WASP"
Malcolm Gimson," he said, "but-"
"Mr. Gimson," she smiled, but I
suppose we'll all be calling you NAL
colin before long,"
She quickly said something about |
the rate Of payment for extra work, |
but Malcolm did not heed this. He |
was so intent on watching little |
Emma. who seemed lovelier every |
time he looked at her
"New, l guess everything is agreed |
on" Mrs. Ginner was saying. You |
can send your trunk and things tomor-
row morning. The room is ready. l
am sure we'll get along we'll. Mr.. Gin
ner has no end of admiration for a boy
that is plucky enough to work his own
way through college"
MIR. Ginner, thought Malcolm Crimson
why, yes. that was the fat father
Of the Incompatible Emma, his own ia.
ther-in-law some day. And he admired
boys who worked their way through
college; perhaps he would be more in.
clined to accept him as a sOn-in-aw II
he did work for himself instead Of tax.
Ing the allowance that came so regu.
Iarly and so freely from his Uncle
Roger.
"All right" said Malcolm, rising and
making for the door. "I'll he here