Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1929-12-19


white ringers At her side, with the
shining array of the golden coffee
Sc, on small table close at her hand.
was Ginger in blue 0rgandie.
Come in." she called brightly. "We
are having our coffee slowly, so you
can Join u.s."
Coffee? Oh, indeed. see." Eddy's
voice was enigmatical, but, rallying
with q visible effort, he proceeded to
introduce his friend. Alexander Muir
dock. a genuinely romantic figure. al
though neither CARRIED In cOnven.
tiOnal dress suit nor shining coat of
mail. He was very tall, with great
ease of manner and complete self-pOs
session. with sleek dark hair. and dark
bright eyes, and thin brown face
Ginger could have danced with JOY.
She poured the coffee with fingers
that trembled just little. casting dis
Greet proprietary glances at MarjOry
to make sure that she remained viz.
idly alert and interested. and frOwning
terribly at Eddy Jackson on the side.
Eddy studied the delicate lines of his
small cup with a significant fascina.
ton, balanced the small saucer pre-
cariously on his large hand. and emp
tied the cup In two large draughts.
requesting more, and again more
Alexander MurlOck, on the other
hand, as became genuinely romantic
figure. handled his with an ease,
finish, DO of long and steady custom
Ginger flashed triumph, al her sister
"You see!" her expression proclaimed
"Just as told you! Am | so dumb?
"Marjory and l have not been abroad
yet, Mr.. MurdOck,' she said. in
tone which implied that their depar.
ture was mere matter of days. "It
must be very fascinating"
"Father went on tour of the Holy
land" volunteered Marjory, before
we were born"
"FOr myself" continued Ginger
pausing for a light touch of her lips
to the rim of the golden cup, for she
abhOrred black coffee, 81 should not
care so much to do the Holy land /
want to go to Paris and see Mont.
martre. and the boulevards, and the
Follies, they don't have things like
that in the Holy land. How long are
you to be in Red Thrush, Mr.. MUIR
dock?"
'Oh, some weeks, fancy" He said
fancy" In the Middle West, 81
think" an1 81 dare say" are quite COM
mon. while II guess and II reckon
are not altogether unknown. 81
fancy" is an affectatioL in any but
romantic figure.
"Do let me fill your cup" she
cooed.
"You see," continued the low, slow
voice, Il took on job today, and
shall go to work tomorrow"
Ginger leaned forward She did not
breathe. Oh, If he could but be presi-
dent of the bank where the Tuhhy in
dividual aspired to licking stamps.
"What-what profession"
''The D and r. You know, the
little Orange and Black chain grocery
store on the corner of Main and
Broadway"
Ginger sat motionless. Her slim
fingers froze about the handle of the
little gold cup. Presently she set it
down with determination that spoke
volumes to the accustomed ears of
Marjory and Eddy Jackson.
LETS go for drive now" she said
coldly. Eddy. you've got to take
MarjOry In front with you. | want
Mr.. Murdoch to tell me all about The
the groceries. think they are so
fascinating"
'But | was prepared for yOu," OBJ,
jected Eddy. 81 planned to give you
q driving lesson
1t had long been Ginger's great de-
sire to learn to drive, but now, with
a sigh, she relinquished that beauti'
full dream to save her lovely Marjory
from the Vaccinations of this base
pretender. Around the wOrld-as a
stoker, perhaps. Or working his way