Evening star., 1924-05-11

me an hou-a second, after what I've
done. 1t wouldn't be fair to you
Bobby drew close to him IT said
liked you, Peter" she told him. 'T
may end by loving you. It's up to
you
And she kissed him again. This
time he caught her to him for a sec
ond TIL make you.- he whispered.
III make you. :"
TRUE to his word. Chick got him
a job in the bank 1t was as
runner, which netted some ninety
hours of work. He was there at S
in the morning and he left at 7:3o
at night It was the only job open
to man of no experience, but great
willingness. Peter snapped it up. He
turned over his pay envelope twice
a month TO Bobby and she gave him
enough for lunches and dinners. The
rest went toward the black hole of
a room they occupied in a boarding
bank.
Money assumed huge and unpre-
cedented proportions to Peter He
came to wonder If he had been right
in condemning his fathers worship
Of it. After all, one had to have it
TO live-if you called what they were
doing living. He thought sometimes
OF the big white house-of his room
and bath-of a dinner perfectly
And then Bobby broke her ankle
and the show went on the road.
She never complained. her little
white teeth caught in her lip, as the
doctor twisted and turned her in
jured foot. But once it was in its
plaster cast and a long siege of in
activity stretching before her, she
spoke to Peter:
My two hundred a month is gone
for a good long time. All we have
is what you can make. guess you'll
have to find an odd job to do at
nights. Peter. I'm awfully sorry, but
I'll help all 1 can"
He found an opening at nights as
cashier in drug store. That
brought in twenty dollars a week
more. It meant working until 12,
after day on his feet But he was
glad to be able to do it for her. She
was such good soldier.
Clutching his pay envelope in his
hot hand at a weeks end, he knew
for the first time the black fear lest
on opening it he find inside a blue
slip. What if, he lost his posi-
ton! ..
The weeks turned into months, and
Bobby was able to walk around with
the help Of cane.
One day on arriving at the bank,
Peter found word awaiting him that
the cashier wished to sec him. In a
flash, he reviewed the previous days
trips to different banks, where he
had presented notes for payment So
far as he knew he had made no
mistakes Not one. He approached
the cashier smiling, but his face was
very white.
WELL" he said, whats wrong7"
The cashier grinned at him. Moth
ing much, except that you seem to be
able to deliver the goods and we're
going to give YOU a tryout as as
sistant bookkeeper, which means you
get here in the morning at $3.50 after
this and draw down twenty-five dol
lars more a month to start with"
Peter caught his breath. you
mean-you mean-rve made good"
Sure you have" said the cashier.
may be president of the place some
OF these days. There's no telling, my
boy
Peter could not wait to get home
and tell Bobby. 1t seemed as though
the day and night would never come
to an end At last he was free!
He brought her a bunch of red car
nations and a box of candy. He
hoped she would be awake when he
came home She was seated in a
chair, awaiting him. He dropped the
flowers into her lap.
TITS all right, hon, I can afford
them. Got a raise. What do you
think OF that, Mrs Dean, for a piece
Of news!"
He did not wait for her reply.
TIL never leave the old bank. TIL
just work my way up to the top. TIL
read books on banking and interview
fellows and
She had caught the flowers to her
and laid her cheek against them.
.T don't think you win, Peter. r
don't think you wiii."