The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1933-07-14

Wycliff serious anxiety she decided
that the most sensible thing to do was
to sell the old home itself aud take up
her abode In the stable-commonly
called the barn. The new owners were
quite willing that she should keep the
barn since they would be putting up
modern garages.
Its position was In direct line of
the railway approach to the glowing
little suburb, which. before its ten
dency to sprout, was justly called Off
themap. But with generous supply
OF the fertilizers-builders. estate Of
flee, butchers. etc.-the growth began
and they wisely changed the name to
Onthemap.
So Bettys old barn stood like q YER
liable lighthouse in its prominent po-
sition on High street and it's three
great sides gazed fatty at anyone ap-
preaching from any of three direc-
lions.
The providing footpads of the wolf
were too close for Betty to have done
much except install bathroom and
kitchen and hardwood floors In her
barn. She wanted very much to make
good In the little village In which all
her forefathers had been reared. An
attractive sign down at the rustic gate
leading to the barn Informed the pass
erby that Miss Wycliff taught dancing
and elocution.
Betty's pupils were not so numer-
Gus as to effect traffic block in High
street, yet she was beginning to see
daylight and the permanent Danish
ment of that wolf from her barn door.
1t was between dance and an elo-
cution lesson that Betty watched the
approach Of young man.
Betty soon learned that he was
the owner Of the new department
store that was even then nearing COM
pletion in the heart of Onthemap's
shopping district.
Miss Wycliff," he jumped straight
way into his reason for intruding, Il
will pay you $500 down and another
$500 when the signs finished IL you
will rent out that east wall of your
it's swell site to catch the eye and
1t need not be too-er-advertisy- Ii
were. What do you say? I'll get an
artist that knows his job"
"Wait moment" cried Betty, until
my brain regains its poise. | never see
the outside of my barn-at least not
on that side and-a thousand dollars
year would mean an awful lot to
me. Do you think-that is-could II
be done without lot of printing!"
IF have my artist chap consult
you before beginning-will that do?
And If Onthemap grows as it's bound
to and takes my store along with It,
you shall have double that rental In
another year." And seeing consent In
Betty's eyes he arose, squeezed her
hand until she nearly squealed and was
off to arrange with his artist.
He had not been gone an hour when
the owner Of the new butcher shop
came up the path with the selfsame
dreams of an advertisement in his
head and the exact same figures in the
way of rental.
'But | simply couldn't stand it to
have pictures of sausages and those
sides Of lamb and beef rioting on my
barn walls" cried Betty.
"The decorative scheme shall be left
entirely to you," said the young BUTCH
er. quite overjoyed at the site he had
secured.
The town baker secured the third
and remaining wall and Betty knew
that the old prowling wolf was gone.
She retired in a somewhat wilted
state to her little kitchen to brew her
self a cup of tea Certainly having
walls to ones barn was a greater as
set than having brain in ones head
for the teaching of dancing and elocu-
ton.
So while Betty slipped her comfort
ing cup of tea the owners of the
department store, the butcher shop and
the baker shop were one by one dick
ering with the only artist that Onthe-
map had ever known. He was but q
visitor.
His efforts to secure fame and for
tune In miniature painting had so far
failed, and 1t was with extreme Joy
that he welcomed the orders to take up
his brushes in the interest of adver-
Using.
But you must consult the owner
Of the barn." each had warned him.
81 have a scheme that will suit herr
laughed the artist. 1--WE will simply
paint crowds of well-dressed people
rushing toward the open doors of the
shops of you three good gentlemen. It
will be a subtle and attractive way
of doing the trick"
And because Betty had a brain In
her head she promptly started q tea
and coffee room In conjunction with
elocution and dancing. Young Martin
Wells, swinging on his painting scat
fold, thought the world lovely place
and wondered why he had ever pud-
died about with little dabs Of paint
when he could splash it in bucketfuls
on the barn walls of the most lovely
girl that either town or suburb had ever
produced.
Betty stepped out from time to time
to admire the work Of the young artist
and to gaze wonderingly up at anyone
who could so transform the fat walls
of barn into dreams Of color. She
knew, too, that he would one day be
a leading mural decorator and that
she-but what else Betty knew was
being expressed beautifully In young
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