White Pine news. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1920-1923, 1923-07-08

I've seen that odious policeman twice.
but I did not return his greeting.
II shall never marry nov. / shall
devote my life to hard work"
She laid her pen aside, switched on
the light, and crept into bed. In vain
she tried to sleep, but she could not.
Patrolman Atwater's Laughing brown
eyes tormented her. She hated him J
Hated himl She punched her pillow
viciously.
Later, she did not know how late,
she awoke, sitting. Her room was
filled with dense smoke. Frightened,
she jumped from her bed and opened
her door, but at the sight Of the blaZ-
ing hall-stairs, she hastily closed 1T
again. She could not escape that
way. Her little room was on the third
floor Of the refined boarding house for
ladies, that she called her home, and
there was nc fire escape. Thoroughly
scared, she opened her window and
screamed Justify for help.
A crowd had gathered below. Fire
apparatus came, and the work OF
rescuing went on. Still no one noticed
the girl on the third floor. For five
minutes she stood there, now and then
crying out, but her voice was drowned
in the shouts Of the firemen and cries
Of the frightened women. At last in
the crowd she caught the CLEAN Of the
freight on a row of brass buttons and
a police badge.
Help! Help!' she screamed again,
and continued to cry until the smoke
got the best Of her, and she sank In a
little heap by the window. She was
but dimly conscious of a pair Of strong
arms that slung her yer a pair of
broad shoulders. A great cheer greeted
them as they reached the ground, and
willing hands would have taken Jane
from her rescuer but she chung to him,
frantically, and he held her, carrying
her to the ambulance. For two days
she remained in the hospital, recover
ing from her shock and the effects of
the smoke, and the girl waited pa
tiently. In the afternoon of the first
day he came.
II knew you'd come" she whispered,
as she held out her hand to him. Her
eyes shone as she noted his immacu-
late uniform, the clean-shayen face,
and laughing brown eyes.
Eyes, I had to come. You need a
guardian ]"
"How can / . :" she began, but
he interrupted her, taking her hands
possessively in his.
Don't say it. l know what you
were going to say-'How can l ever re-
pay you?' Well, I'll tell you before you
ask. Please let me prove to you that a
police officer is the best guardian in
the world"
James pale face flushed. "You-you
have proved it, haven't your she
stammered. turning her face into the
pillow.
Patrolman Atwater stared unbeliev-
Ing at the girl on the bed. "Good-by I"
he cried, and snatching up his cap
started for the door.
"Where. where are you going?" she
cried, %dis1nayed.
i've got one hour before l go on
duty to get that license" he answered
j%oyously.
"Come back here" the old Jane
cried. He turned. "You idiot. Don't
you know nothin'?"
He came back to the bedside meek
ly. "Yes, ma-am."
whats my name? Where was I
born? What's my great-grandfather's
uncle's occupation" she laughed up at
him-"and besides, you might . . .
at least . . kiss mel"
Patrolman Atwater was late for roll
call that night, but in view Of his
fame as a rescuer, and the tell-tale
face Of him, he was forgiven.
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