The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1924-03-07


I never thought / had much of a
chance, but when look at the kind of
chance she's had She's fine girl,
Miss neutrality-suspicious.
He had more to say about her, now
he was fairly started, to which Jennie
listened only half attentively. She'd
taken to swimming and diving as natu-
rally as seal. Born in her, 1t was
she'd never learned at all until she
came to Chicago. And she could drive
car-as far as mere driving went
as well as George himself. She was
as quick as lightning She had all the
pluck In the world, and never lost her
head. Shed have made a wonder of
an aviato. II she'd been man. And
she was lot smarter than most men
took after her father in that, George
supposed. Unconsciously and, to Jen-
ME, rather pathetically, he was giving
himself away, hand over hand. Before
he'd brought her back to Joe's apart
ment he'd given her a lot to think
about.
This was the better part of two
hours later, for she gave Joe all the
time she could in which to get the girl
sober and reach an understanding with
her = assuming any understanding
ward to her return to that fat as to
the crater of an active volcano. But
her foresight here was altogether at
fault. Joe himself let her in, carried
her bag to the room that was to be
hers, and asked her, when she was
ready, to come out into the library for
smoke with him. Trix, he said. was
asleep
His mood was strangely slack and
his manner quieter than any she could
remember in him. He knew how she
hated taking this job, he said, but it
wouldn't be for very long. BY the
middle of September, he thought, he'd
be able to be at home again, perma-
nently except for short trips. Mean
while Jennie possessed his full author
ity over everything. Trix understood
this and agreed to 1t; seemed to be
glad, rather than otherwise. that Jen-
ME was coming, since she had been
lonely as the devil
"She's got, though" he told her, "the
better half of that original thousand
sent her, tucked away somewhere;
and If she really makes up her mind
to quit you won't be able to stop her.
No more could I. of course. You'll do
as well as I've done, / guess, and If
she goes won't lay 1t up against you.
But keep her for me If you can, Jen-
ME-"
"Are yoG sure" she asked-it wasn't
comfortable sort Of auestion-'that
Beatrice understood what you expect
me to do? l mean, that she will I'M
derstand 1t when she wakes up In the
morning and finds you gone-and me
here?''
"Was she sober enough to under
stand it's that what you mean? Yes,
of course she was. She wasn't very
drunk when Burns brought her in,
dazed more than anything else, and
ratified at seeing me. gave her some
thing that fixed her up right on.
That's one sort of doctorlng kno' all
about, anyhow. Merciful heaven, /
never thought I'd need 1t for my own
daughter, thought"
Then he went on and told her that
Trix had found out the crowd quicker
than he had himself. He had had
long talk with her and they had de-
cided to start with clean slate. 1t
was more his fault than hers, anyway.
Then he drew from her Georges ac-
count of what had happened. His face
darkened. as though it did not match
up with what Trix had told him, so
Jennie shortened her story quite a
little.
Uneasy as she'd been all the while
she talked, she was utterly unprepared
for the line Joe took when she finished.