The Dalles daily chronicle. [volume] (The Dalles, Or.) 1890-1948, 1891-02-23
THE NEW TYPEWRITER.

DIR. Bulles, the broker, had new type
writer. Heznade his head clerk try the diff
ferent applicants and test their skin and
engage the best one. The one the head
clerk engaged was large, impressive
looking >'oman of much beauty and with
the haughtiness of duchess. She dressed
well and richly, and her manner when
sitting before her machine was that Of a
grand woman of society who conde-
soended to play occasionally on the piano.
She had much the air of a woman who
was employing the men in the office to
take care of her millions and make out
her accounts. Mr.. Bulles always felt as
though he ought to ask her permission
to smoke, and was almost afraid to ask
her to take down any of his correspond
ence. What work he dared to give her
she did as wen as it could be done, so he
had nothing against her except her pride.
He determined finally to break down her
pride. He had been uncomfortably inn
pressed with her dignity; now she should
learn what it was to feel that way toward
him
So the next morning he called her in,
and after debating a few business letters
he said: ''Now, ON the smaller paper,
please. Are you ready? LET me see."
He unused as he bit carelessly at the top
of his cigar and gazed out of the win
dow:
Dear Jim," he began. Thanks very
much, but it will be quite impossible.
i have positively refused to 20 into
political life in any capacity, and though
the position of minister to 50 important
= city as st. Petersburg to succeed
Smith is highly complimentary, could
not leave New York and my work.
Tell the president in the proper Official
language that he is very good, but that
he must look for some one else. Give
my best love to Mrs. Blaine, and accept
my condolences ut the loss of your house.
Yours,
1.-The Hon. James G. Blaine, Washing-
ton, D. c." tt 3gs sstE
The typewriter girl took this down
with calm, unruffied countenance; her
severity of demeanor was absolutely un-
changed. ''Is that aIlf' she asked.
yea" said Bu1les weakly-.,yee, be-
ieve that is ALL" He was not to be put
down by q little thing like that, and called
her in again during the afternoon and
dictated the following note: &
''DEIMoNIoo's: Will you reserve one
of the largest private dining rooms for
me this evening and prepare supper for
1o& / find my rooms are too small, and
will have to have one of yours. Serve
the same supper as ordered and prepare
moor for dancing. You can go to any
length in the matter Of decoration, but
keep the cost of the flowers down to
q 900. Yours truly"
The other note was:
DEAR Old MAN: should be very
glad 10 accept, but Tuxedo never did
agree with my digestion. Certainly, you
can have all the horses you want. The
two leaders are in town, but will have
them sent out to you. I think the price
you offer for the coach is reasonable,
and win let you have it for that, as
ann going to give up coaching and get a
yacht. Yours"
The third note was: r,sz-s.sr
''DRAR Mr. BURGESS: The designs ar
rived yesterday and were beauties.
ana sure, if looks go for anything, that
she should beat anything ahoat. I hope
you are right in what you say about her
being better boat than the Mayflower,
and l will certainly follow your sugges-
ton and enter her when completed for
the cup. Yours truly"
Mr.. Bulles said: That win do. When
they are finished let me see then.n He
thought he detected a slight unbending
IN the superior manner of the young
woman, but he was not too hopeful IF
those don't impress her." he said, 'sT1i
write letter of regret to the queen to-
morrow, and one to Gladstone, telling
him / can't come over this summer to
spend August with him. When the
girl brought in the letters, finished and
ready for his signature, he tossed them
carelessly ASIDE and said: II will sign
them later, and I'll post them myself I"
He signed them and slipped them in their
envelopes under his other papers, where
the clerks might not see them, and
planned more for the future. On the
day following he refused three invita-
tions to dine with distinguished people,
ordered an architect to call and see him
about building country house at New
port, and wrote toorder a diamond neck
lace.
The. typewriter girl began to take a
little more interest, and said Eyes, sir, y
instead of simply YES" which was
something. He felt that he was getting
ON. sEF sF3a
But on the fourth day she appeared
with even colder and more naughty
air, and laid three letters down upon his
desk. She always opened his mail for
him, and divided the private notes from
the business letters. Here, she said,
ARE three notes which ! did not know
whether to hand to you or to the clerk. "
Bulles glanced at the bottom of one of
them and read the name Charles Bur-
CESS" The note ran:
HENRY BULLEsNDear Sir: am in
receipt of q note signed by you and
bearing the number of your Office, which
refers to a yacht and an imaginary cor
respondence which has passed between