The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1930-07-11

word to anybody. AS she emerged
from the building she came face 70
face with her next door neighbor. Mrs.
Hurd. Mrs. Hurd gave little scream
of surprise and JOY.
"Why, Mildred! | didn't know you
were coming downtown or you could
have ridden with me. Let's run in here
and see this new talhie. Then we can
~ back together"
Mildred went to the show with Mrs.
Hurd She sensed little of the pic
lures and dialogue otherwise so fas.
cinaIinS Alaisie of the pink code let
ter. Maisie of the brief code phone
conversation. Blond Maisie whom her
husband KEEP! somewhere a secret II.
his life. Her thoughts whirlei Cd in
spite of her. She had always de-
spised jealousy. She had always felt
proudly that there wasn't Jealous
hair in her head. 1t was nasty, catty
business being jealous. Ii was the hate
fullest feeling. Mrs llurd nudged her.
Look al that, Mildred! Isn't ii the
funniest thing you ever saw in your
life? Why don't you laugh?"
Laugh when her heart was burst
ingi Size was never So glad of any,
thing as she was to be out of the
theaier. in Mrs llurt's little blue
coupe riding. honeward.
She murnured thanks, goOdby, ana
scurried up her own front steps, Size
put the key in the lock, opened the
door ana entered. All just as she had
left u IA few hours before. Yet how
different Mildred felt as If she had
suffered terrible loss bereavement.
She took off her street clothes and
put OH little pink sipOn. From the
refrigerator she got STEAK. carrots, let
tuce. She began TO prepare dinner.
Somehow the duties of life must go
on
The phone rang. mans voice.
John S.
Honey! I'll probably be an hour
late. Run up against Snag with thai
Peters property. Cant get clear
title Thought I'd tell you so you
wouldn't worry"
the living room, she SAT down with a
book and tried to content herself.
The dOorbell. She went to answer it,
MIR. Russell got hume YETI" asked
pleasant-lOoking young man. My
uane is TralfOrd, ! went to the of
lice, but | found il closed. SO drove
up here
John will be home soon now. VIII
you come in and wait, Mr.. TraffOriT
The name seemed familiar somehow
Can you possibly be the William Traf-
ford who was Johns roommate at col.
ege?'
''rhe same. Seems odd to hear you
call him John. Jacks what I've always
called him. BY the way, Mrs. Russell,
while we're waiting for Jack will you
just look at this?' lie took thin
booklet from his pocket. Ii was well
thumbed, Maybe you've seen one OF
them. Jack sends them out to pros
pective customers. Neat iGea. You'll
note that he not only gives you good
description of the property he wishes
To sell, but there's photograph be-
sides. My wife's just about made up
her mind that forty-twO is what we
want. just the right size, price and
all. She's been hestating for three
days between twenty-seven and fifteen.
We both agree on thirty-three. but
Jack urges forty-twO. Tell me what
you think"
Mildred stared at the number un.
der the attractive little picture. More
numbers whirled through her brain
"Is your wife's name Maisie?' she
asked family.
That's what she calls herself. But
her right name is Mary. We've been
married five years, I've got job here
and guess we'll stay. SOrta nice be.
ing near Jack again. Say, Mrs. Rus
sell DO you know | think you'll like
Maisie. You look near enough alike
to be sisters I"