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By Florence Lillian Henderson
(Copyright by W. G. Chapman.)
"Consignment-Sunder -weight 120
pounds," announcedJoe Morris, gen
eral utility man in the establishment
of the Wayne Co., jobbers in broom
It was not so large or prosperous a
house that such a discrepancy could
pass unnoticed. Paul Wayne and his
old maid sister, Alice, were working
hard to establish the little business,
allowed to run down by their care
less uncle, who had willed it to them.
Their working capital was limited.
They purchased small selected lots
only, the loyal adherence of old cus
tomers just about enabled them to
make a living, with the hope of some
day expanding the business.
"Call back the driver," ordered
"Gone, sir. It was one of our own
wagons. He just unhitched and rode
away. When we came to unload we
The speaker with a quick smile
stepped aside and pushed into sight
a young girl.
At her Paul Wayne stared in won
der. His sister, looking up from her
bookkeeping, fairly gasped. "Her,"
the stowaway, the excess weight,
stood brushing the straws and dust
from a neat but creased dress. She
looked rather amused than embar
rassed. She was not bold, yet there
was a latent defiance in her face.
It was a charming face, innocent,
smiling, yet daring. She was not
more than 17 years of age. Perfect
girlish artlessness marked her de
meanor. "Why!" spoke Paul in a bewildered
y, "what does this mean?"
"Fast asleep between two bales
when we found her," reported Mor
ris. "Wonder she wasn't crushed!"
The girl flashed her eyes across all
those in the 'fcttle office, meanwhile
arranging her loose braids of hair.
She expected an inquisition and sud
denly assumed a demure and con
strained manner. Miss Alice looked
severe. Here, certainly, was a run
away girl. Her social status it was
difficult to determine.
"A girl tramp!" whispered Miss
Alice awesomely to herself, and shud
dered. Her brother waved Morris
back to the warehouse. Then he roseQty
and courteously placed a chair for
"Sit down, please," he said. "How
At Her Paul Wayne Stared in Wonder
did you come to be in that load of
"I crept into it last night," said the
girl promptly, as if acknowledging
the most commonplace act in the
world. "You see, I was lost, it was (T)
raining and I was sleepy. I'd -kept
away from towns and trains."
"Why?" challenged Miss Alice, '
"Because I didn't want to be
"The people I had run away from,"