The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1886-06-05

NNASS no pSh bhA Oot tlio Ildlty
cloth cap, his steady blue eyes fixed
somewhat knowingly upon her agi-
tated cOuntenance.
The knowing look did not lessen
her agitation; she felt he had wit
messed the whole little scene, and that
perhaps he might not pleasantly judge
her, And, after all, perhaps she need
not have been so pre- eIpitate-perhaps
she need not have felt so affronted
just because detestabIy caYiiing and
domineering Individual had criticiz-
ed her braiding and then wanted to
marry her
81 need not have left the factory
Alf K nmaron will consider me silly
for that am certain he WILL" she
sighed as she glanced after the stall
wart young fellow, who just then
nroved from the column and went
towards buster division of the de.
partment.
Josie did not go in quest of the
trifie due her. She donned her neat
hat and trim jacket and went straight
way from the big and noisy building,
where she had been employed only
since the beginning of the.season.
The early dusk was already dark
ening the snowy winter street, and
the tall lamps. like huge orange
sparks, glimmered along the pave
ment, Again she sighed ruefully.
She was going home sorrowfully and
alone, as she had never done before
since she had known Alf Kamaron-
the always plainly dressed and al
ways genial Alf. whose gentle cour-
tesies had frightened and gladdened
her monotious life and irksome labor.
"He will be sorry l haye gone-I
am certain he WILL" she thought.
And at the instant the steady and
familiar footstep sounded behind her,
and then the vigorous and plainly
dressed figure was beside her.
"What was the trouble ?" he in.
quired in his gentle and direct way.
"Did that Hunt make himself often
sive ?"
HE has never made himself any
thing else" said Josie, ready to cry.
And then with girlish diffidence.
and in a pathetically deprecatory
way, she narrated what he had al
ready sufficiently comprehended.
"You are brave little working
girl" Mr.. Kamaron commented with
a peculiar smile. "You would never
profess to honor a person you deem
despicable-not even when a bit of
deceit might be an advantage to
you"
"But I should always like to honor
an employer" she ingeniousIy repli-
ed as she passed before the entrance
I of her own home.
"Your employer" Mr.. Kamaron
repeated with peculiar little laugh,
as he held her hand second and
then reluctantly let her go. "Well,
you may learn to honor him, Josie.
And you are to come back to the
shop in the morning--I am au;horiz-
ed to assure you of that"
Josie fancied he looked oddly
amused and provokingly mysterious
but she ventured no questions. She
was too gratified to feel that she was
really going back 20 the noisy old
shop and to the pleasant companion
ship of the considerate young fellow
who was always so merry and gentle
and who wore his unpretentious
working garb with such royal digni-
ty and kingly grace.
And so she went back to the facto-
ry-but not to resume the irksome
braidlng.
Halfway down the work room she
was confronted by chunky person.
age, resplendent with a gorgeous cra-
vat, wonderful pin and conspicu-
Gus immense watch guard.
1--WE have filed your place." Mr..
Hunt grandiloquentIy announced,
with his shifting eyes wandering to
everything except the attentive face
before him. "The fact of the matter
is. we want only skilled labor. we
cannot afford to keep workingw0mpn
who spoil our goods and who are
prone to a most eprehensible insub-
ordination.
"And the fact of the matter is" be-
gan the quiet voice of Mr.. Kamaron,
who had suddenly become visible, his
hands full Of papers, the familiar pen
thrust beneath the natty cloth CAP
1.-THE whole fact is. that you have nc
authority whatever here. When our
superintendent wishes a holiday
henceforth he must employ a less
presumptuous substitute, We have
had quite enough of your officious and
unauthorized ordering. We do not
want you in the building. Is that
| sufficient ?O