Hyder weekly herald., 1934-04-28
A Man Named
 Branigan By HORACE THATCHER
e. by Mcclure Newspaper Syndicate
 WNU Service

ueStlneu 10 De an old maid. But, she concluded. "it isn't as though I'd i never been asked. Tom did and he would suit almost any girl who want ed to get married, but for me he was | too dull"
 Through her six years working In an insurance office Sally had managed to save five hundred dollars in se- | cret bank account. Now that she was twenty-SiX she had decided to take | vacation and see California as well as the Grand Canyon and the Rocky mountains. She had approached her friend, Dorothy Evans, about the trip suggesting that they take the trip together. After deep discussion the two young women decided that they could accomplish a good deal of sight seeing in the West during their three weeks vacation. So Sally paid a wis It to the central ticket agency to get some learned advice on the proposed vacation.
 She came back and was most en- thuSiaStic. Dot, there's the incest man up there. He certainly took good care of me. He said his name was 'Branigan.' We'll" she ended with a laugh. you know always did enjoy the Irish"
 Dorothy and Sally joined forces and went to see MT. Branigan to ask for further information about their pro- posed trip. As Dorothy was just as favorably impressed with the gentle man as Sally, whenever they were to- gsther of an evening they thought up more questions to confront Mir. Branl- gan with.
 These get-togethers were by appoint ment as Sally lived in Stonewall, a little suburb town, and she commuted to work in the city. One day as she was at the station waiting to catch train to convey her to work, she was exceedingly surprised to see familiar face behind newspaper. There was Mir. Branigan reading.
 AS he didn't apparently notice her, Sally was curious to know all about Mir. Branigan and whether or not he was a married man.
 At lunch that day she told Dorothy all about the incident as they ate their toast sandwiches and drank their malt ed milks through straws. And, Dor othy," said Sally, I've virtually told that man my entire family history and how much money have in the bank. Before I know 1t, it may be the talk of the town"
 After confessing her story to Dor othy, Sally decided to risk taking an extra hour for lunch and she set off to see Mir. Branigan at his office. She concluded that she would not mention Stonewall until he did.
 But after Mir. Branigan smiled so graciously at her, Sally let her tongue slip. "Mr Branigan," she said, do you live in Stonewall?'
 The young man said that he did and returned to the discussion of her pro- posed trip with Dorothy.
 But somehow Sally was more inter- ested in Mir. Branigan than in her trip at that particular moment. T had no idea that you lived in Stonewall but a friend of mine said she knew a man of that name there and our descrip- tiOns coincided."
 "Oh, yes" said MT. Branigan. I'm an old citizen of Stonewall. In fact, was born there and have lived there ever since"
 And you've never seen me about the town, have you?"
 i've known you by sight for many years.' Mir. Branigan answered quietly
 "Oh," and Sally couldn't hide a blush.
 Presently Branigan offered her slip of paper to sign and as she scrawled her name on it. the ticket agent said, Il had an idea the s stood for Sylvia So its Sally. You see, stood behind you one day as you were buying your communication ticket. Let's see-you were wearing blue hat and blue coat with gray fur on the collar. Am rlght?"
 Sally was forced to smile. You have a remarkable memory. Mir. Branigan."