The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1930-09-12

sOlutely certain about the girls inter.
ruption, and proceeded forthwith to
uproot every single preconceived no
ton he had had concerning the girl
his brother was so in love with.
you're wrong, Miss Stone" he
went on pleadingly, "Southwick isnf
such bad fellow. No wonder you
have formed an opinion that he is the
epitome of egotfsm with his foolish
young brother DINING his praises into
your ears for so long. In reality he's
just an ordinary. humble, well meaning
human being"
"Friend of yOurs?"
81 work In his Office"
81 certainly admire loyalty to ones
employer, but you cannot be persua-
sive enough in your advertising TO
sell me John Southwick." She laughed
glasses next time," she finished. nod.
ding a friendly farewell.
John SOuthwick sought the Prize
Package next day at noon time, plus
his coat and glasses. bearing down up
on table where sat Miss Winifred
Stone, looking cool and immaculate in
blue linen.
"Going to advertise John SOuthwick
or soup today?" She asked with a
brilliant smile.
Neither" he answered pleasantly.
"Soup is as hot today as yesterday,
and ] wouldn't think of trying TO adj
vertiSe the gentleman mentioned. be-
cause am sure that is the last thing
he wants."
(Which is the very incest thing I've
ever heard about him."
So they discussed art and poetry.
music and the drama, wild flOEers and
country lanes, discovering many mu-
tual tastes and ideas. When it came
to the place where it was necessary
to give himself an entity, SOuthwick
chose to call himself John Crerar.
using his first and second names only.
He was not ready quite to precipitate
himself upon this girl he had come to
admire as the man she had dubbed the
Sup6TldllNG vi uOlilHS.
For two months the attachment be-
tween Winifred Stone and John South.
wick. begun within the humble con-
fines of the Prize Package, grew
as he thought, hopelessly crushed by
Miss Stones refusal 70 marry him.
spent that time in the far north woods.
One matchless Sunday in early Sep
TENDER, while they were eating a pic,
mic lunch in the heart of a deep wood.
far from the maddening crowd. South
wick decided to tell Winifred the truth
about himself. He had only begun
when she interrupted him with a
sparkling laugh, followed by the state
ment that she knew what he was about
to say.
81 knew you at once from cut in
a magazine Frank showed me- she
told him. land | couldn't resist the
temptation to try to puncture the hub
BILE of what | thought was pure ego
tism. But when you began to develop
that inferiority complex, I-er-s0me-
how | found my concept of the great
and only John SOuthwick changing"
what Is it now?" he demanded
eagerly, bidding her look at him. Just
what is it now, Winifred?"
A little later, when they were hav
ing tea in Winifred's studio in town,
Frank dropped Unjust returned from
hiS vacation
"Why, hello, joint" he greeted
cheerily. "Where did you meet Win,
ME? BY the way. | might as well tell
my story once as twice. I'm engaged
to be married. folks, to the cutest little
girl you ever saw. Good thing you
were farsighted enough to refuse me.
Winnie. Guess you'll have to be my
maiden aunt after ALL"
"It's just TOD bad, Frank, dear, but
can't accept that position of trust
and responsibility because I've just
promised to be your sister-in-law."