Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1928-05-25
(Published By special arrAnsement with Ths
Chicago Tribune 6yndicAto)
IN TWO PARTS-PART ONE

vITHEN that brilliant journalist. Angus
wv Murray, died after a long and most
W expensive Illness. his daughter, Hes
ter, an only child, was barely of legal
age. A few days after the funeral her
uncle, DR.. Murray, offered her a home in
a london suburb. Her aunt said, not
too cordially: You can help me. dear. in
the house." hat meant domestic
drudgery without a compromising salary.
The offer was refused gratefully but I'M
m~istakably.
Hester inherited a cottage Of character
in Surrey and about five hundred
pounds. Her inc made it plain that
she couldn't go on living in the cottage
(where, indeed, she had been born) and
that it must be sold or let, furnished,
at the earliest possible moment. 1t was
let. eventually.
IF you refuse to come to us what will
you do?" asked her uncle.
II shall go on my on"
you propose to fight for your W
hand?"
Il car make a living as a stenographer
and a typist."
Your father. Hester, had an immense
experience of life. He must nave passed
on some Of it to you"
Daddy. bless him, had a bad memory"
DR.. Murray, lacking a sense of humor,
looked puzzled.
II mean continued Hester, that
daddy forgot his bad times when he was
with me. AS you know he was the most
generous Of men. That has turned me
into a pincher. I shall pinch and pinch
till l find myself back in ray cottage"
THAT ought might turn out a cross"
After living with daddy. who was a price
less darling, I have become rather criti-
cal of men. I have had three proposals,
uncle, but apparently-and 1t is SO dis
concerting-the men who van to marry
me are the men whom l should hate to
marry. SO there 1t is"
Your father. Hester, was q free lance
journalist n much too independent in
his views, as l often told him. He might
have been an editor of a big paper. That,
however, is neither here nor there. You
took down and typed your fathers arti-
cles--"
And his plays. which were too good
to be accepted"
81 suggest to you that you cannot COM
pete against the professional London
typist."
Il know. I shall hunt up some nice
quiet west country town, where living is
very cheap"
you are ar impassioned optimist. like
your father"
1 1--we w near you say tudI
II.
A modern maid had her way. Within
two months Hester found herself in Far
mouth, that sunny seaside town between
Torquay and Plymouth. She took" a
bed-sitting room in the house Of a widow,
Mrs. Tuffin, who was glad to receive q
charming young lady as a paying guest.
Mrs. Tuffin remarked to a neighbor that
| Hectpric rrpdpntip1c uupra incprihaJ tnnp
her face. which was not quite satisfac-
tory to the local gossips. They wanted
details about a stranger whose attractive
head was carried at an angle that ex-
cited comment.
Hester. however, refused to crafty
curiosity, an a~bstention that provoked
more comment, not Ill natured, from Mrs
Tuffin.
II make no doubt / shall know every
thing later on" she observed to the dear
wears wife. TIC be sure, the little / dc
know is quite in her favor. Above hel
mantelpiece hang two miniatures and
some ~silhouettes Of ladies and gentlemen
Vanished pomps Of yesterday, / said tc
myself when l saw them"
Hester inserted a notice in the Far
mouth Evening Echo setting forth hel
qualifications as a typist, but the notice
was not noticed. One or two Of hei
fathers friends sent her manuscripts be-
cause she had asked them to do SO, but
she understood that these were crumbs
thrown to Importantly. She wrote also
to several we'll known novelists, stating
terms low enough to challenge attention
Only one replied. saying courteously that
he had a typist of his own.
Very soon she made acquaintance with
two young men, also paying guests OF
Mrs. Tuffin, and both golfers. Hester
had aptitudes for the ancient game, but
she couldn't afford to become a member
of the local club. although Arnold Tav-
ender pointed out that it might pay hel
to do SO, inasmuch as it might lead tt
business" Hester retorted that II
might lead to bankruptcy. Lavender
was in a stock brokers' office. The Other
young man, Eustace Pointing, was junior
partner in an old established firm Of
wine merchants. He, too, confided tx
Hester that golf brought grist to hil
mill; II Lavender limited that Pontinf
liked to play with the more elderly
members to whom vintage port was com.
pensating after missed puts and sliceo
drives. Hester, alert to the humors o.
life, came to the conclusion that Mr.
Pointing lost a few half crowns to vet.
Grams with the canny purpose Of book
ing an order from q triumphant "rab,
bit" OF the two young men she LIKED
Lavender the better, because POINTING
was slightly ~patronizing in his name
but Pointing, unquestionably, was mucf
the handsomer-and he knew it.
She kept both at a distance, thereb,
evoking from Mrs. Tuffin the affirmation
She's quality"
Within six weeks the young men vert
accepted as pals" Each talked shop.
Lavender had ambitions. he might sliI
into a good billet in the city. A prosper
Gus uncle had his eye on him. POINTING
aspired to be senior partner in his bust
ness. Each insisted that personality
made for success; each laid stress upoI
publicity" citing Charlie Chaplin
Douglas Fairbanks and the Gish sister
as illuminating examples of what flea
turing" could accomplish.
But how do you feature yourself?
asked Hester of Eustace Pointing.
Secretly she was amused rather thai
edited. She had listened to such tall
before from young men who came to he
fathers cottage: would-be painters must
clans, actors and novelists. all paragraph
hunters n in Hester's eyes parasite
upon the falling energies of o Journalist
Still she could understand their pro
nouncements upon art AND artists. Blu
Lavender and Pointing were middlemen
hardly to be ranked higher than trades
men.
Pointing answered her.
well, Miss Murray, strictly between
ourselves, / don feel quite at home out
side a horse; but I hunt one day a week
and try to push along, because 1t pavs