The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-02-20
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He walked over. "Mr. Porter,
want job"
The man inspected him, noted the
trim figure and the neat clothino
and shook his head. 'Sorry. we have
no office jobs open."
~ don't care about an office lob.
I'll do anything"
1.-The. only thing we have is driv.
ing q laundry truck"
"All right, I'll drive a laundry
truck-anything."
| Again the man SURVEYED rim
Say. what's the matter with Won,
You're not cut out for driving a
truck; You're college man, I'll bet
u dollar. Aren't your
"Yes. Does that handicap me anv
in driving laundry truckr
Mr.. Porter laughed. "No, can't
say that 1t does. What's the matter?
Down on your luck p
mo, I just need . Job"
".Drive Q carr"
Eyes! ! used to sell them.
"All right, l can use you. cant
any good. ! suppose you'll be Quit
ting just about the time that YOU
know your route"
Il wont be quitting for quite a
whiles" Jimmy said.
"Ml right. Report for work 70.
morrow morning at seven.th;r+v.
Your job will be collecting and deliv-
ering laundry"
Thanks. III be here" He walked
out of the door.
There's funny one for you. Miss
Cation" called Mr.. Porter to the rirl
who had met Jimmy when he came
u. college man driving a Lawn
She looked toward the door that
had closed behind Jimmy Rand's
back. "I'll say" she answered. and
resumed chewing her gum.
Mary Lowell sat ON 5 the bench
where Jimmy had left her for fully
an hour. Then she went home and
called her office to say that she was
not feeling we'll and would not be
back for the afternoon.
"Why. Mary, what's the matter ?"
asked Mrs. Lowell. aren't you
well?"
/ cts just headache. mother. I'll
60 in my room and lie down for q
while. It will be BETTER
And she went in her room, to fling
herself face down on the. bed and
wet her pillow with tears.sn On
her dressing table was portrait of
Samuel Church, placed there re-
Gently by her mother.
Jimmy, after leaving the laundry
office, walked, without being con-
scious Of direction, back to the park.
He was half way through it before
he realized where he was. Then,
drawn by some irresistible impulse,
he walked swiftly over to the bench
where he had left Mary.
She had gone. and he sat down
YEARLY. A small handkerchief was
lying on the bench, and he recog-
nized it by the perfume as Mary's.
He picked it up and pressed it to his
lips and cursed himself for. talking
to her rs he had. MI
! 81 was fool" he said. "Iohad no
right to hurt her like that even
though she did hurt me. It's that
damned temper of mine. Whatever
chance ! had suppose I've lost
now"
He took out his wallet and placed
the handkerchief in it and then put
it back in his pocket. His left hand.
fumbling idly in his overcoat pocket.
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that he had taken away from the
man who had followed him home
that night. It had been in his pocket
ever since O'Day had left him. lie
had put it there, intending to give it
to the lieutenant the next time he
saw him.
He took it out Of his pocket and
idly studied it. Emery was leaking
4 out of it where O'Day had ripped the
stitches. He took his penknife from
his watch chain and ripped out the
remaining stitches, letting the rest
Of the heavy emery dust run out.
ut will never hurt anyone else,"
he said abstractedly. He was sud-
denly overcome with feeling Of
tenderness.
He showed the now harmless
weapon back in his pocket and stood
up. 1t was quite dark.
Hell" he said, and shook himself
together. Something to get my
mind off myself before 60 crazy"
He set off through the park at .
brisk gait and didn't stop until he
had reached his room. . walk OF
more than . mile. There, after wash
ing and putting on fresh shirt, he
went to the telephone, called up Olga
Maynard at her apartment and asked
i her to meet him DOWNTOWN for din.
ner. tl.s.,
ter he had hung up the receiver.
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