The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1928-06-01
HER WAY
OF PLEASING
EVERYBODY
t(0 by D. J. Walsh.1

t(c1 by ~. j. WalSh.D
~ EATRICE HALLECK at twenty
had achieved without conscious
H. effort the distinction of being
the most popular girl in town.
Just looking at her one understood her
popularity with men, but it was rath-
er amazing to find she was just as
much sought after by girls.
At present Beatrice possessed three
best" girl friends; each firmly be-
lieved she alone held a place in Bea's
heart that no one else could even look
into. Beatrice, because above all
things she couldn't bear to hurt peO-
pie, had let them think so. The
friendships had just happened" and
she hadn't the courage to tell any of
them that the devotion was one sided.
This beautiful morning she sat in
the living room of her home and
poured her troubles into the ever
ready ears of Jim Boyd.
"What am l going to do?" she
walled. "Why couldn't have told
Ruth that Nora expects me TO go to
India as a missionary with her? Ruth
is positively set on having me go to
New York to lead a terrifcally Bo-
hemian life with her. 1t sounds thrill
ing, toe. can just see that studio
in Greenwich Village and Ruth and /
in very sudden varieties of boyish
hobs, wearing futuristic smOcks and
sandals and going without stockings"
Jim whistled in mild surprise. go
on" he said goOd-naturedly.
"And-and both of us slithering
gracefully around"
81 never heard of anyone 'slithering
gracefully" Jim interrupted disgust
eddy.
"Slithering gracefully around she
insisted, amid"
"Amid, what?" he gasped.
"A tea table or red Chinese lacquer
and black lacquer chairs, with people
sitting on them-languidly graceful,
interesting looking people"
"How awful" he breathed.
"Jim Boyd, If you interrupt again
I'll send you home" she said severely.
"All right, but get the agony over
with quickly" was the reply.
"Well, as / said before, the people
must be interesting-long-ha mu-
sicians, bow-tied artists, charleston
dancers. actors and, and-a spring
poet. Oh Jim, do you think you could
get me spring poet?"
"Gosh, this is worse than the time
you ordered an airedale to be deliv.
cred before night and nobody in town
owning anything but fox terriers and
bulldogs"
But must have a spring poet"
she insisted. He'd help so much
lend atmosphere--Jim, can't you get
me a spring poet?"
Eyes. yes" said Jim soothingly.
though l should think a place like
the Village would supply it's own.
What should the old geezer look
like?"
''Oh, don't know" vaguely; ''just,
just regular spring poet"
Maybe spring tonic would be
BETTER" said Jim wisely. "Let's for
get poets and go play tennis"
But, Jim, wouldn't it be wonder
full to feel one had been called to do
q great work for mankind in India %
"What?" cried Jim in establishment.
81 said," explained the girl gently,
wouldn't it be wonderful to feel one
had been called to do a great work
for mankind in Indian"
"Who's been called?" asked Jim
suspiciously.
Il don't know-I think maybe i
have"
"Applesauce! How could you be
leading a Bohemian life in New York
while you were teaching the heather
in India?
''That's just it-how? Nora knows
that long ago i gave up all thought
of marriage, so naturally she expects
me to spend my declining years with
her. Ruth expects the same, and to-
morrow they're both coming to make
final arrangements for my future"
swell, why the dickens don't you
tell one of them that she isn't your
best friend?'
"Oh, l couldn't do that, you know.
They'd feel badly-really they would
81 gives up." said Jim. shaking his
head. ''Come on, let's play tennis"
"Jim," she said, 81 don't know why
you're so comforting, but you are. al
though you never give me any advice
fhaf,c worth fakipOO
"Well, there's nothing like being
frank, but some day l may have a
really bright suggestion. Race you to
the courts! !"
"Jim," she gasped as they reached
the courts, "can't you picture me In
a dark gray dress with high collar
and cuffs and my hair grown long and
pulled straight off my face and done
in q fiat knob at the back-with
about 500 little brown babies, teach
ing them their prayers and thingsT'
mo, l can't" said Jim decidedly.
81 can't at all. Why, here comes Jean
and Donald. Well play doubles"
When the game was over Jean, q