Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1925-05-30
jennings
Opportunities
By JESSIE ERNST
e.. 1925. Western Newspaper Union.)

| If YOU mad Valeteu misery Hlll'
D. lionaire eighty-three years old for
fifteen years. and he died. and in his
will he really left you the five thou
sand dollars that he promised ne
would. would you remember the fifteen
years of Horace Blount's preparation
for the golden reward?
Thus cositated Alfred JENNINGS. the
inheritor. Folding his re' smper and
carefully putting ii into his pocket. he
placed his hat on his head at Il jaUnt!
angle, gave his cane ID practiced SWIM
then left the Ilount mansion FROM the
front door.
Jennings walked aroInd the h.o"I:
and paused in front. of re Get |;
Good ;Et! Quick" cafeteria. he wen
inside. He seated himself at the r':;!
| ter.
rs Miss Minerva coming in sonar
he asked tilnidiy of Il dar.: stout '''.'i:-
nessike woman who was nix n
| SodaS
"She'd better, or she'll pay NJ "TCr
time. the woman snapped. 'Wh"'e
the order? There's the helpmate now.
thank Gawd; That let's me out e
Jennings Immediately arose. iel''
open the small swinG:n. door as Mi
nerva passed through it.
did you read tile morning pan"r:"
was his first question.
"Got as far AS Beauty Hints" 81"
answered
eff you will cast your eyes over this
| 10 <>f TIT D,rt i/.,,
larly the name of Alfred Jennings"
Minerva soaked in the news surlris-
ingly quick.
"Golly. five thousand. That's q
whale! You're going 10 blow in s"!:l'
of it. amt you?" she asked anxi"rsly.
II was thinking of spending COUP
Of hundred for nice large damon
engagement ring. and let us say
swell fur coat. was thinking nf
conservative honeymoon to Europ".
like run over to Paris to buy Mrs
Jennings some French dresses. Not
bad as starter. eh?"
Got your eye on the dame who's t.
get the inducements"
"I'll be in tomorrow and tell you
more about my plans" He pomp"usly
adjusted his necktie. lifted his hat and
departed.
Two blocks away was real esta
office. On the door was small paste
board card. 1t read-"Typewritin"
Done Within" Jennings entered.
The head clerk glared at him. "NIis'
Brown is very busy; do not detain her
too long"
Jennings smiled. He tried to act
friendly. "Just short letter"
At the back of the store sat Mis-
Brown running a comb through her
bobbed hair. She saw Jennings and
waved him welcome.
Haven't seen you for week. old
doughnuts. Has some one vamped
you away from me?"
apparently you have not read the
newspapers" With which he placed
the item containing the news of his
fortune in her hands.
"What are you going to do with it.
buy yourself country estate?"
"What is your suggestion?" Jennings
asked bashfully.
"A classy automobile would mean
something in my life"
II was thinking of nice honey
moon abroad first.
"Nix on the foreign situation. See
America first for me-" She was about
to say quite a bit more on the subject.
but the head clerk inconsiderately in
terrupted with: "A letter for you. Miss
Brownie quick. please"
Once more in the street Jennings
stopped in front of movie" theater
The girl sitting in the glass booth was
reading a paper.
Jennings approached the booth. The
girl did not raise her eyes. She just
mechanically asked: Thirty or ff-
teen?"
Its me, Miss Hope" Jennings an
nounced.
He handed her the newspaper with
great relish.
Five thousand!" She melted com
pletely. There was quick fade-out
She turned on him a soft affectionate
gaze, one she had never handed him
before
1T amt my fault burst out like |
just did. l always liked you or you
wouldn't be hanging around me the
last two months. Say Toodles, I've got
a night off tonight, what do you say to
some chop suey and tango?'
Jennings beamed with pleasure.
Here, at least, was an offer of the IFS
he longed for! Chop suey and tango
with movie" queen.
Jennings speed back to the Blount
mansion was marked. He used his
latchkey to open the door at the serv
ants entrance. He closed it back Of
him, when suddenly a heavy hand de-
scended upon his shoulder.
"Are you Alfred Jennings?" tall.
misunderstanding man asked him.
yes" Jennings replied.
"Recognize this picture?" Over