The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1927-06-10
They Changed
SWeetheartS
BY DOUGLAS

openly a girl so utterly different
from herself. And secondly, George
had come along to the matinee In
his business car, a small delivery
wagon, George being q travelling
salesman. Which meant that Alice
would drive back to Long island in
the front seat of the car-the in
side was filled with Georges sam
ples-a thing which she detested,
especially when she was all dOlled
up in her new white fur and pow
der blue hat.
Dear, I don't see why you al
ways make such a fuss about the
car. l would have TO go out to
Long island with it and come in
again by train and that's a deuce
of a bother-just to come in to the
theater. And besides-if you took
any interest in driving at all-you
could be learning right now"
"And I've told you a thousand
times that | haven't the slightest
desire to drive"
To make matters worse the self
starter refused to do its duty. Being
In just the slightest temper him
self. George gave the crank handle
a forceful jerk and a second later
was holding his wrist while his
face paled.
George might have made another
attempt but for a girl who had
watched the whole scene and who
sprang forward to assist.
Let me crank her." she said
swiftly. "Please, I'm quite used to
it. Here, let me e your wrist
nasty wrench, isn't it?" Quick as
a flash, the strange girl had
whipped out a great handkerchief
and bound the wrist firmly.
George smiled into the girls
eyes. You're a peach" he said
~fervently. 81 don't know what I'm
to do about driving. I hardly dare
risk this city traffic with this stupid
ache in my arm"
I'm at your disposal If you need
me. I've been a bit fed up without
anything to drive since my boss Is
away on his vacation. I'm like a
fish on Broadway without my hands
on q wheel"
Are you quite sure you're not
saving this Just to help a fellow
out?" George searched her face,
but she assured him it would be q
great Joy to drive him to Long
island.
After Informal introductions all
round George turned to Alice.
"Would you rather drive back
with Miss Weller and let me go
by train, or"
I'D far rather go by train-if
you don't mind" said Alice, and
dragging her feminine garments, in
the way of white fox, about her
slender neck she made off for the
railroad station. She first, how
ever. made certain that the fine
diamond ring on Miss Weller's I'm
ger indicated that she had already
found the man Of her choice.
This is the first time I've ever
been driven in my W car. by
iove, 1t seems funny-but rather a
nice change" George said as he
watched the girl swing neatly In
and out of the vast line of traffic,
81 don't know what ] can do for me
next week or two while this wrists
mending. I've got to drive my ear
and | can't very well do it. is
there a chance that you would be
free for a while yet?'
Delighted. But will the little
lady not object?'
Cant help it If she does-busi-
ness is business and ] am not In a
position to lose customers-at this
stage of the game. What about
your fiance?'
TON doesn't interfere in any
thing ! want to do. He spouts TO
me about the moon and all I'm
thinking about mt those moments is
how long it would take to get
there in a sixty-mile-an hour car.
Tom doesn't know a magnetic 0
a steering wheel.
Neither does Alice" laughed
George and edged just the least bit
closer to the firm arm that guided
his car. what about a cup OF
Far rather have coffee" laughed
Miss Weller and drew up at the
next tiny tearoom that dotted the
roadway.
1--WE have spent just ~ hour
and a half having coffee" said
Miss Weller as they emerged to
take up the trail.
"And a good thing, too-it's done
my wrist a world of good.
wouldn't mind stopping at another
q few miles on" Again he turned
frankly toward her. Business is
going to be a grand and glorious
pleasure while you drive for me.
ri bet I'll sell more than | have
the past ten months. say"
he burst out suddenly, what are
going to do about this?'
about what?" she asked, and
ler heart gave a great thump.
"You know very well what" he
said tenderly, and also a bit des-
1erately. you and / are engaged
the wrong ones. Do you think
here's a chance in the world that
( we arrange a little dinner for
our that your Tom and my Alice
would forget us and take to each
lther? From what you've said of
Tom l fancy he's exactly the type
# nan to make Alice %supremely
al like that. What about meT"
I'm the type TO do that, and
what's more ten Aiices and fifteen
aren't going to keep me from
DING It,"
Miss Weller very nearly swerved
nto the ditch, but being of a de
idedly level-headed nature all she
aid was. "If we turn sharp right at