The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1922-06-28

the vfvfd-eyed maid with the
green scarf that brought out the
flesh values SO wond erfully was
forgotten. His mind was fixed
on his past with an appalling
clarity He had grown up depend
ing on good old Glenn. Through
his rather spoiled childhood he
had always appealed to Glenn
when he wished some extra indul-
had first noticed his wonderful
skill in drawing, and It had been
Glenn, also, who had sent away the
little picture in colors that had
brought him small prize. Every
bit Of pleasant encouragement he
had received in his home town
had been given him by his broth
er, and he had come to take the
loving service ndifferently-al-
most as his due. He knew Of
Clem's love for Sally Waite, and
he had always expected. in his
vague, impracticable way that
they would ultimately marry. That
Glenn was losing his chance with
her because he was supporting a
younger brother in unproductlve
idleness he had never guessed.
Brain had worked necessarily
worked with a feverish haste that
Iessened his chances of success
but this labor had been or no
service in the little cottage where
the dishes often waited all day
for Glenn to attack after supper.
a." thought Brain in hurt
bewilderment, always counted on
doing so much for old Glenn when
l got To-"
land as for his pictures"
Pansy was continuing, 'of course
they are. mighty pretty, especially
those snow scenes with the RED
light shining out on the snow.
Here Brain shuddered, recalling
his first efforts. But he'll pc
grayheaded before he ever gets
to earning real money. and then
where will Glen be? He'll be an
old man with his girl married TO
plump little wife, Brian is an
awful nice fellow. Remember
how he tended Glenn when he had
scarlet fever? Never had his
clothes off,
yes. Brian is all right, but he
doesn't use his head. He ought TO
get job and paint in his spare
time, or work hard and get enough
to so away and study. He's no call
to be hanging on Glenn"
Brian had a dazed look on his
thin. earnest face as he re-entered
the kitchen. He crossed the wood
en- floor in two great strides, ana
took his brother by the shoulders.
"What do you think, Glenn, CANT.
past the warehouse and they need
another hand. They
But the warehouse is on the 9th
er side of town. Where's the
steak?"
II forgot the steak; well eat
vaguely. u told Lizzie Drinks to
come in for couple hours each
dav. and to be here to have our din
ners ready. I'm sick OF painting
all day while you're out in the fresh
air. | was thinking Brian 5
| black eyes rested an instant on the
picture on the easel; then he
wrenched his gaze back and went
on gayly-"that we'd work together
through the summer and then Wen
paint the cottage so it will be ready
, for you and Sally (you must 1ooh
! out, or that Gordon Holloway Is go
| ing to cut you out there) to use
when you're married. I'm thinking
| of going to the city to study as soon
as I have saved some money
The potato fork dropped from
! CIem's hand. But, Brian, the
work at the warehouse is pretty
heavy. Do you think that you can
stand 1t?"
Brian now fully awakened, stared
at the tired, somewhat lined face OF
his elder. Yes he said, distinct
ly, II think that 1 can stand it a
great deal better than you. AS
soon as we get turned around bit
there are going to be some changes
around this house / want you to
stop at Sally's tonight on your way
| home and tell her that you'll be
around Saturday night with Drinks
| buggy. He's going to save it for
you, and I'm going to pay for it.
"Sally loves to drive" was all
Glen could get out, but there was