Beverly banner. [volume] (Beverly, N.J.) 1877-1964, 1925-11-20

why couldn't she? Obviously, she had.
And that was the end of 1t.
The next morning Jerrold called
Duane into the office.
ado you want position?" he asked.
still hopeful for the best.
'tOh, absolutely. came on purpose"
Jerrold sighed. But he told him to
hang about, and put in the time as
best he could, to try not to get III
peoples way, and IL he accidentally
came across anything he could do, to
feel perfectly free to do it. He gave
him cards to the best clubs, offered
him the use of a car at any time he
wished it and told him to get as much
fun out of life as he could.
"How much salary do you want?'
SLOW much can | get?"
"Well, | fancy | could get men quite
capable of doing what you're going to
do for fifteen dollars a week, and glad
of the chance" Jerrold said, smiling
family. But it lends sort of tone to
the establishment to have your clothes
and your accent in our employ, so say
twenty h'Ss AiAu JVd might iOuHSC
gracefully about in the showroom as
much as you can; you are sure to at
tract attention to the house if not to
the motor"
Duane thanked him, and said he
would try to be worthy of so much
trust. He said he had other clothes.
far more COMMUNICATING than those
-, !;
wardrobe was henceforth at the dis
posal of the Hammer Motor.
And then he laid serious and studied
siege to the stubborn heart of Jerry
Every morning on the stroke of ten, a
messenger appeared at the door with
a box of flowers, violet, orchid and
rose Jerry gave them to the maids
sent them to the neighbors, but finally
In a burst of resentment at the per-
sistence she was beginning to feel was
more than flesh and blood could bear.
she whrIed the unopened box into the
street the moment the messenger had
disappeared
The next morning when the bell
rang, she ran furiously down to re-
ceive the hated tribute, but stopped
on the stairs in some amazement, even
in anger. Her mother was opening
the box.
"Motherl"
"They are for me-" Prudence tipped
the box to show her name on the tag,
to Danish that springing distrust in
Jerry's. mutinous eyes.
'Sinte when is father so devoted?"
The clock struck ten-a curious CO.
incidence. And then as Prudence took
the flowers from the box, a soft cluster
of yellow roses and lilies of the valley.
Jerry saw the card-Duane Allerton.
Her eyes flashed darkened with rage.
She thrust out angry hands, and caught
the delicate flowers roughly. to tear
them from her mothers arm Pru-
dence gently but with great firmness
retained her hold
Jerry They're NINE"
The soft voice was softer than ever
before. Jerry's hands chung mutinous-
ly for moment and then dropped
weakly TO her sides.
Mother, please" she whispered.
fl can't stand them in the house"
And then. with a pitiful attempt to
laugh away her display of emotion, she
said with sorry smile. IL must be
developing nerves."
Prudence looked into her eyes, re-
Tented quickly. "Tll send them down
to Carol. Katie can take them to the
mail at once. Julia adores flowers"
The next morning, at ten o'clock,
Jerry stood at the window listening for
the expected unwelcome ring at her
door. 1t did not come. Ten-thirty,
eeven-and no flowers. There was
sad suspicion in her eyes as she
glanced now and then, furtively, at her
mother Would her very own work in \
league against herr
Jerry had no slightest doubt of the
honor and the uprightness of her stub
born stand. Ii was really final des-
perate struggle in defense of her most
sacred, girish principle of purity, that
inherent niceness of thought. reserve
of person. that furnishes at best, so
quickly. Jerry had lirted, had frivoled
lOgOuStH AlVih pCdu " DSuu, Hdu
laughed at tentative, truanting caresses
In sheer Observation-Disclosures of spirit
that was when the real Jerry had
slipped by untouched But with that
tender ideal enshrined in the romantic
glamour of her guarded youth. she
would brook no trifling.
She worked with passionate intensity,
bending over the sketches for her ).
houses and her columns of figures far
far into the night She did not sleep
well, she had no appetite, and unusual
dark circles outlined the lovely misty
eyes.
ON her first attempt al renovation
the old house on Seventeenth street
opposite the park. after weeks of work
and worry and passionate devotion. she
cleared but paltry three hundred