Love Will
Find a Way
A Story of How Two Hearts
Were Made to Beat as One
CHAPTER I
- T WAS meeting time in eastern
Nebraska. The brown thrushes,
chirping Happily, were busily
engaged bringing straws, one
at a time, into the maple trees,
— there to weave them into nests.
Pridefully, too, they viewed the results of
their labors, these- little feathered chil
dren. For, even as humans are wont to
de>, they were building their haven of love
and happiness. And each little fanciful
curve e)f the straw seemed to create
within their tiny bre-asts something akin
to the feeling of joy that comes to the
h, art of young folks when some new cozy
appointment is adeled to the home.
On the; lawn of her father's house,
with arms akimbo and eyes turned
heavenward, sat Betty Lewis, watching
with more than ordinary interest the
untiring efforts of two little thrushes
as they flew away ar.ej back again so
many, many times. Betty Lewis, red of
cheek and with tilian hair was a true
daughter of Nebraska. Slightly past
18 years, the spirit of romance and
love burned brightly in her heart and
dominated all her womanly emotions.
Certainly, then, it was not strange
that she should feel disposed to watch
for hours those little birds. For were
they not weaving a love nest? Could
anything be more picturesquely gallant
than the male thrush as he hovered over
the nest while his pretty mate deftly en
twined the straws into the walls of their
future abode?
Hetty found it very interesting anu
sometimes she would turn away to gaze
wistfully info space, wishing, perhaps,
that she were a thrush. Or, maybe,
wondering how this little thrush chose
to mate with this other little thrush.
Hours slipped away; when suddenly a
familiar foot-fall and a chet rful "Hello
Betty!” told her that Itob Sherman was
on his way home from work and had
stopped to pay his customary visit. Bob
Sherman, tall and inclined to he slender,
had known Betty since childhood. Bob's
father and Betty's father had been
friends before Bob's father died, leav
ing Bob with the responsibility of sup
porting and caring for his mother.
Bob's character was as ch an a new
pin. His ambition to get ahead in life
was as pronounced as his adherence to
the golden rule. Kverybody in the
neighborhood liked Bob. ami everybody
knew that Bob liked Betty lewis. In
deed, he never made any effort t<> con
ceal it. Ho was just ns frank about
that as he was about everything else.
Boh Sherman was a hill clerk, for
the Union Pacific. He had secured this
position immediately after he had left
grade school, which he was compelled
to do in order that he might earn suf
fieient money to support his mother
and himself. But Boh hadn't stood
still in the matter of salary. His em
ployers recognized the spark of ambition
in him and hail already given him two
advances.
Twenty-five dollars a week could
hardly be called a princely stipend; hut
Boh had managed to save a few dollars
a week after all expenses were paid,
and now had $250 in the hank.
But his thoughts were not now
of his hank account, neither were
they of his work, for he was
Ihrough for the day and rlosi>*
again to Betty Uew;s.
"WHY SO
1NTKRKSTKO IN
RIRDS. IIKTIY?
‘Why interest,.,1 j„ the li/Flm,
hir.ts. Hetty ?" t|Uene,| Rob,
l*4r hinu-df bcitido lirr. ii
'I don't know," Mid Rettv. ■ They **■
11,1 s,,eh patient little thines
*,oh- do you know those two little
birds have made more than a hundred
trips back and forth since I have been
watch nip them, hriiijjiny: one straw at ,
a time, to build their precious little
"Well." «*id Bob, “if they had
carry all the straw at one time I'm
Ilf I aid they never would huvi a hem, of
their own, would thex
Betty Lewis’s eyes again assumed that
far-away, wistful expression as she
turned to gaze once more at the little
birds still busy with their work. Bob
didn't know he had said something that
was later to determine the entire course
of his future happiness. But Betty,
with the true intuition of her sex,
felt very deeply the lesson of the bird
builders One straw at a time and some
time the nest will be built.
Conversation drifted away from the j
birds, and it w as long past the »vening *
meal hour when Boh. whistling like a
bird, wended his way home.
CHAPTER II.
Arthur Holmes, just back from col
lege, was quite the flashiest fellow in
town. His solid silver cigarette case
had hi- monogram and the family coat
of arms engraved upon it. His suit and
colorful hose won instant notice for him
wherever he went. And Arthur had a
1924 model mustache, short and black, ~
that hugged close to hi nose. Seated
in his father’s 12-cylinder motor car,
he was easily the “swankiest" male in
Omaha.
And with the recent popularity for
dressed-up "sheiks" still at its height,
Arthur’s influence among the fair sex
was little short of amazing. However,
there was one girl among all the rest
that he preferred. One girl upon whom
he had decided to stake every physical,
financial, and social advantage that he
possessed to win. And that girl was
Betty Lewis.
Bob Sherman had hardly dosed the
door of his mother's dwelling when the
purr of Arthur's powerful motor car
announced his arrival in front of Betty
Lewis’s home. Betty was seated on the
front porch and immediately acknowledg
ed Arthur's gracious salutations by e ra
ing down the lawn.
Arthur was a different type from
Bob. His talks ran mostly to speed limits
and dance steps; but with all, he was
clever and knew the art of entertain
ing especially the fair sex.
In the vernacular of the classics he
was a "fast worker" and he was not
long in bringing the conversation around
to the point when an invitation for a
drive in his ear was presented in quite
the proper form. Betty Lewis hesitated;
hut why should she hesitate? She her
self didn’t know. Bob and she were
good friend*. But so was Arthur a good
friend. Arthur pressed his invitation,
and at length, under the mystic influ
ence of his polite persuasion, she con
sent**^ to go.
Soon they were over the boulevards
into the districts of beautiful homes. Ar
thur pointed with pride to his father's
pretentious home and hinted that the
girl of hi* choice would some day in
herit it. And before their machine was
headed again toward Betty’s home he
told her that she wa* the girl of his
choice.
CHAPTER III.
Whet. Bob Sherman armed at home
his mother was not feeling well. "The
old rheumatics again," she told her boy,
and Bob looked in the medicine cabinet
for the liniment. The bottle was empty.
"I'll get -i me more liniment presently,
mother, at the drug store." said Bob,
“and then we'll chase the old rheumatics
away.”
After they had eaten their happy eve
ning meal together. Bob put on his coat
and hat and went to the store for the
liniment. As he was coming out of the
drug store he was so engrossed in the
thoughts of nis mother's suffering that
he forgot to look to see if there were
any motor cars coming before he at
tempted to cross the street. He had
taken but three steps from the curb
when the shrill honk of a Klaxon told
him he was in immediate danger. It
was too late to jump—he just held his
breath and prepared for the worst. The
car stopped w thin an inch of his leg.
Raising his head, he looked into the
faces of Arthur Holmes and Betty
Lewis. He wa sorry the car hadn't hit
him. He mumbled a greeting. Jumbled
clumsily at his hat and hurried across
the street and on to his home.
"Arthur Holmes and Betty Lew -
He kept repeating it over and over. His
heart sank. He felt like crying. What
chance did he have against a fellow like
Holmes. Holmes' folks were neh and
he could give Betty a fine home without
half trying, while he would have to save
up for years to just buy the mere fur
nishing? for the modest home.
Bcb kept his face concealed from his
mother so that she could not read the
sorrow in his heart. Finally after much
rubi .ng the old rheumatics began to
ease up and M her Sherman began to
talk.
“Did you see Betty tonight. Bob?
And how was she?"
R*>b nodded ar.d said: "ATI right.”
“\ou know. Bob, Betty is a sensible
girl. She is the kind of a girl that looks
beyond the sham ar.d frivolities of life
into the finer and more enduring reali
ties. The man who gets Betty will get a
RKAT. WIFE."
Bob look* d at his mother Maybe
| w
i and money and maybe perhaps there
? might still be some chance.
"Oh, Bob. I forgot to tell you there
is a letter for you from Burgess-N'ash
company on the dresser in your room."
Bob opened the letter It was address
ed to him personally ar.d stgred by the
Club Blar Secretary. It had all the ear
marks of being a form letter, ar.d Bob's
first impulse was to throw it into the
waste basket.
Jhe first line caught his eye: "Do
( you want to marry the girl you love?”
) He read or. Have you a steady job
nnd a goo.l character?" Well, thought
Bob. what* \ < r’else they could take away
from him they couldn't take away his
character, ard he felt reasonably sure
of his j. K "A comfortable home of four
rooms can be furnished for as low as
$720: with good furniture too. Ten pr
omt is all that is needed and the balance
can bo pa: 1 in easy monthly sums *«
you use and enjoy the goods. In other
words, if you have a little less than or.e
hundred dollars we’ll back you for the
other sia hundred and you can g*'. mar
ried at or..-* Whv don't \ u investigate
cur f I l B PI \\ • ”
Why? Why" 1- cause he had never
had any id* a that such a thing was p. -
Mble. Bob almost jumped into tho closet
to get his bank book it 'was
$250 to his cr> lit ar.d lie did: t need
half that much
He wondered if l would be too Sat
to talk to Bettj that nigh: The clock
said 8 His heart thumped Perhaps
B tty would rot have yet return* 1 hen:
Hi could teh phene her f,rst That’s
what h*’ would do \rd in a few • -.nutes
Hetty lew s' soft "Hello, Boh.” sent a
thrill through Hob that left him «pe- »h
less He finally reeovi *od his poise and
asked if he might come over for a w'tih
1 he w av Betty said *•«. she vv. h
glad to have him come over." gave Kin
courage to carry out the plan he had ii
mind.
• omfortably seated in Berry's parlor
Bob told her of his wonderful plan?. Out
ride. the busy little thrushes were build
,-.g heir r.est—one straw at a time.
CHAPTER IV.
If Betty Lewis’ love belonged alone to
Bub she didn’t let him know it that
right. She did think Bob's plan was a
good ere and had consented to go w.'h
him on a tour of investigation to the
Burgess-Mash Company.
Bright and early next morning Betty
Lewis and Bob Sherman entered the
house-furnishings section of the Burgees
N"ash St re. Just as had been promised
in the letter, they found that very
pretty furnishings for a four-room home
tild be secured for as low as $720.
They a-ked the salesman for full de
tails concerning the Club Plan. The
salesman conducted them to the Club
Plan office.
"We are interested in learning about
the Club Plan," said Bob to the gentle
man in charge. "We have tentatively
selected an outfit amounting to $720
and we would like to know how much we
will ha’-e to pay down."
"Ten per cent down," answered the
gentleman in charge, "and four per <;.rt
for Cl-b rian fees." s'f
"W1 : ..re the purposes of the Clul
Han Jet??" asked Bob.
"Th - small charge of four per e. rt
gives you full insurance protection
against loss by fire or tornado during
the time you are paying for your goods
and eliminates the necessity of charging
you more than the regular low cash
price, as is often done in installment
house s, where credit is ext-, tided." *
How soon can we get cur g o
"Just as s or as year ref• rer.ees
properly investigated wo w 11 s- re. *r.e
goods out to you—a matter of a day or
so."
"Ar.d may we use the goods while we
a e paving for them?"
• Yes."
"Where shall wo send the goods?"
queried the salesman.
We!! you see." Bob stammered, "we —
or haven’t any place picked out yet —
that is, we er dor.’; know whether or
not—no. I don't mean that. We haven’t
decided to—
"Yes, we have decided." interrupted
Betty. ^
"We've decided this that iu.t as
soon as we can find a suitable home we
s-e going to get married. This plar is
wonderful." And drawing Bob aside
she whispered in his ear: "It has al
ways been you. Bob Arthur Heines
rover had a chance with me, but 1 was
afraid to accept your proposal until I
could see seme chance of cur getting a
home.''
Bob's face must have -how: the de
sire that was n his heart -to pick Betty
up and kiss her right then and there,
for the Club Flan gentleman w.nked
knowingly to the salesman as Bob turn
ed around to advise them that they were
going out to look for a place to rent.
It was hardly necessary to tel! of Bob
and Betty's wedding, other than that it
was a qu.it little family affair, follow
ed by a hires noon tr p to the Rocky
M> unfairs
\ y* ar ha« passed now sre. thi birds
arc nesting again in the maple tree- of
Nebraska, while cut in the suburban
district ir. a pretty little house a baby
coo- to its mother, and * mother soothe
with a song about dada coming heme
soon.
The ledger in the offices of Btygess
Nasi C« . .«:•>• shows that Bob Sherman
made hi- last payment on hi* or.g-ral
< ib Flat- purchase last Saturday
" Vn.i what," you ask. "bee me cf
Arthur H Imes?”
Oh. he had a hundred g tIs - nee ;h -
-i the same, wi sup; se, *« he wo.
.. . had if Betty had ac. • : h w>.
The Knd
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