, 1923-05-24

answer. what car l do for you-2"
II was just going to ask If you or
Miss Nelson had a fap-jack turner"
was Fred's meek answe
THAT isn't any OF your business,
either" said the qulck-tempered young
woman. A it happens, | have any
number of them-no, 1t will do no
good to linger. 1t is just n waste of
your time Inc mine. No, and l don't
want any patent egg heaters or bread
mixers or mop handles, either. This is
the third time today I've been called
from really important work upstairs to
come down for people like you. I'm
tired of it. Why didn't you get to
work for one of the farmers? Good
ness knows they need help badly
enough-and yet you'd rather go
around knocking at peoples front
doors trying to sell them things they
don't want"
But I'm not trying to sell you any
thing you don't want" said Fred. real
izing now that the young woman real
ly imagined him to be u peddler or
agent.
That's what they all say she said,
then, apparently %repenting under
the kindness OF the smile that came
Into Fred's face, she added: Tn sor-
ry If l was cross, but l get so tired of
answering the door. l haven't any
money, anyway. l nave pancake turn
ers enough to stock u store
Then maybe you would"
mo, there's nothing else 1 want. I
am sorry, as / said,' she repeated
melting a little, ito have been SO
cross. 1t is nothing against you per-
sonally-"
But you see" Fred persisted now
quite determined to make himself I'M
derstood. Then he interrupted him
self. You aren't Miss Nelson?" he
challenged.
II am So" she answered.
"Not the angelic Miss Nelson7" Fred
was laughing.
Il don't know What you mean," said
the girl hlushing in confusion under
the broad smile on Fred's face. 81
don't see how you agents find out the
names of people. l think that Mr..
Gray up the road must tell just to get
rid of you"
I'm Fred Gray was the answer
and the angelic Miss Nelson bit her
pretty lips and wrung her hands in
confusion.
But what did you mean by asking
me if L wanted to buy a fiap-jack
turner?" she asked, opening the door
wide and backing nto the house.
"Please come in"
81 didn't ask you to buy one. 1 asked
you If you had one. l wanted to bor-
row 1t. My aunt said you were the
most obliging person in the world, or
/ wouldn't have imposed. You see, 1
wanted some fap-jacks-"
BY this time Miss Nelson, all con-
triton, had persuaded her caller to en-
ter her little living room and he had
accepted the comfortable wide-armed
wicker chair and she was hurrying to
the kitchen to get him a cooling drink.
would you come back, about lunch
timer" she asked. 81 would so like to
show you how to make %1ap-jacks. It's
no fun cooking them for yourself
alone"
And so the custom started for Fred
to go every Wednesday to have lunch
eon with his %neighbor, Miss Nelson,
and sometimes there we're picnic
lunches carried off some country road
in Fred's roadster.
One day on n of these p!cnics they
were laughing over the occasion of
their first interview.
zone thing l didn't understand"
Miss Nelson said, SIS what you meant
by asking me, before you ever knew
me at all, whether l was angelic. That
was awfully impertinent."
Fred laughed. at was awfully peril
nent." he corrected. THAT is. It was
because l thought Of you as being an
gellc that / never came before. You
see, my aunt said you were. And I've
always been prejudlced against angelic
young women"
But I'm nice sometimes" pouted the
girl. at was just because l thought
you were an agent and I'd been dis
turbed so often"
you're not angelic at ALL" Fred as
sured. "But you're the most lovable
little pepper pot in the world. II Is
when those eyes snap and the fires
kindle that love you most"
How dare your was the answer
and the eyes were swapping and the
quick color was coming to the cheeks.
Fred Gray planted an audaclous kiss
on one cheek and then on the other.
You see. I'm not afraid OF you
and ! never in the world would dare
to marry n girl who was really an
ANGEL
Then I'm very glad I'm not" she
confessed.