Newark leader. ([Newark, Ohio]) 1917-1946, 1924-12-19
ALL FOR HER
BY DUFORD JENNIE

~ started to pick up the milk bottle
but it was not there. What the dick
ems" he muttered to himself That's
body in this old rat-hole must be as
hard up as l am"
1t was his custom to prepare his
breakfast and supper in his studio, 60
ing without lunch, except in the af-
fluent weeks that came now and then
when he landed some art work times
that did not come any too often.
The next morning there We're two
bottles. "Ha! so the thief has con-
SCIENCE" he told himself "By Jove!
l wonder if he will return the other
tomorrow morning? Here is where 1
put Sherlock in the shade"
BY careful manipulation of an old,
battered alarm clock, he was able to
awaken at three o'clock He settled
himself by the door as comfortably as
he could with the avowed purpose in
mind Of keeping on watch until he
heard the reformed milk bottle abduc-
tor returning the bottle-if he did.
He remembered nothing after set
tling himself until at the same instant
there was knock on the door, and
the door was pushed in, upsetting him.
AS he rolled over, he looked up and
found himself gazing at a dark haired
girl whose brown eyes were full Of
mischief.
Pardon me-" she said II borrowed
your bottles because the man forgot
me-" she explained, then as suddenly
she added, NO. that's a lie-I was
starved for two days, and l simply
had to borrow your bottles"
He held out his hand. "You are
forgiven. / know just what the sensa
ton is. I'll probably swipe yours be
fore long So it will be even all
around. Come in"
Thus, in the easy manner of chill
dren who have no fear of life or the
morrow, they struck an acquaintance
ship. He discovered that she, like him,
was an artist.
In the weeks that followed the ac
quaintance ripened into friendship
the friendship Of those with like
ideals.
One morning he came into her
studio, where she was busy sketchine
can of beans that was to go into
an "ad" took her tools from her, led
her to divan, and proceeded to say
MY lady, the Arts club is to give
riot and dance next week. ! am
Invited and l bid thee accompany me
if we can raise the cash"
Tho VrnSnpat Soomad hrfuht huf on
the morning Of the day of the riot"
they found they had just the price o,
ticket between them.
"We go!" she cried, as they figured
: up the amount.
eyes, but-you must have some
) flowers! - he urged. Flowers are to
be the motif, you know"
What can l SELF" she asked, glanc
ing about the studio.
|. "Nothing!" he said promptly. "And
/ haven't thing pawnable. Ha! ]
have an Idea I"
She tried to stay him, but he
fingered not. She listened to the quick
beat of his steps down the corridor.
Dear gay heart" she mused. How
little afraid of life you are If you
would only fall in love with me so
that I could have you always. l won
der what you are up to?"
Early in the evening he was back,
looking a little weary but his same
smiling self, and he laid in her arms
roses beautiful beyond her dreaming.
At the dance she gave herself up 10
the spirit Of the evening, letting the
morrow take care of itself, and his
mood was hers. Then came the eX
planatiOn that changed her world and
his
One of the invited guests, young
engineer, said to her:
II saw your friend today standing
on the brink Of eternity"
She stared at his serious yet
amused eyes, "What do you mean"
"Well, we had three sets Of dyna
mite that failed to explode out at the
Billrick job, and they had to be what
we cell 'spooned out dug out, because
it is, of course, dangerous to leave
them. Your friend was out doing
some drawings for the real estate men
and heard about it, Today ne came
out and Joined the three men we put
on the 'spooning.' Nobody really want
ed the job, believe me, but he went at
It with one Of our old fOremen, and
the rest Of us got good and safe out
Of the way. Your friend went at 1t as
if spooning dynamite was as safe as
spading a garden"
She trembled. So that was where
the money came from to buy the flow
ers In her arms. Risking his life for
flowers for her. She pressed the roses
to her face and watched through the
throng for the shock Of tawny, wavy
hair that had new and wonderful
meaning for her.
Two hours later Patrolman Billy
O'Hara paused in the dusky street of
the studio section to see two young
people going by; the lad had his arm
about the girls waist and they were
walking close, Oblivious of the whole
world.
"Begorra," he muttered, smiling,