The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1891-07-09

what nball call yoaF Mss shatf suA
ssyf Well. never miad The Nelly IN call
you Chsicey iis more bnsiness like. aud
don't want you 10 talk outside OF this
room about spy OF the business you have
to transact bsre. DO yoa noderstsndf II
you get that straight 10 besia with thereil
be 20 trouble.
Then she turned her demale face TO
wards him and said. "Yes. sir 30 meekly
aud patiently and profoundly tbs, he DO.
,ieea her .yea They were agate N oss'
ssstes by Jove. Funny little spots IN
them The, evan and dsucsd round and
melted into each other Ia the most absurd
ly molten way. As IL there might be little
csldrons under them where the light was
boiled aud soiteued down into some ridi
cuions girl nonsense. The sorss OF Il ~a'
they alwsys seemed to eiast on the point
Of boiling over Is OF light. like music. bad
some hind IL inscrutsble pAthos 10 it.
V.
SO taey got along very nicely without
ANY poasente. Cline would come 10 about
half pa.t ten or eleven. look to see II the
sailor hat Was banging on the peg, grunt
out, "Good morning. Miss Ohsleey. and
then sit down u bis desk TO open letters
Sometimes she would cit demurely for
half an hour, her head turned, looking
out Of the one clear little pane IN the ca
,hsdrsl window stfsigbt as Bob Slocum's
Gothic Office opposite. where there Was
oever anything to see except Bob Slo
Gums window shades. and that piece oil
telegraph tape that dsngled forever from
the wires overhead, 10 spite Of oil the spar
rows that had tried to pull 1t on. AT 9TH
or times Cline would dictate. and then the
click OF the instrument drowned the mono,
topous chirp Of the janitor's bullfish that
was whis,ling somewhere,
OF course she got to know all about u
what IL was he was trying to and he
grew TO consult her on some OF the de-
tails. Like good girl she put her whole
heart INTO it and really tried to help him
all she could to fad the wife he wanted.
II ow could she help it. aud then, too, she
couldn't help fading ont by degrees that
Cline drew some heavy checks aud had
cy.ata - a,ouaiptanapg
And he well he, like good methodi'
cal business man, fell into routine here
as elsewhere. His heart was constructed
on solid clock work business principles,
and one morning when be came in the sal
lor hat was not on the psg. 1t annoyed
i'm at once. II tal~ays does annoy bus
mess man to have things irregular. He
fdgeted ia his chair. II WAS too bad.
Nobody could be depended on, and here
were several letters TO be answered de
called Swain in. Where is that young wo'
man.
Swan started little, as II he felt gull
ty OF having abducted her, and said What
do you want. a typewriter Here's Wal.
lace aud Dnre. and Csspp. any one oi
'em can
And Cline shouted. Nonsensel Shut the
doorl
Then be noticed the broLze peg. II had
an ironical and plucked aspect.
He sat down in the chair BY the window
and looked At Bob Slocum's 9 shades.
He couldn't help wondering what Miss
Chalcey found to think about during oil
the vacant hours when she looked oul
there. waitingly.
The next day whom she came he repri
manded her Hercely. II annoyed me very
much, he said from his chair, without
looking round. You should have sent me
some word. depended on you. It's very
irregular and unbusiDesslike.
She turned round and looked at him 10
her meek way. My mother is dying, she
said. l have neglected her to day so AZ
not to disappoint you.
HIS astonish ment twisted him round 10
his chair. and be came plump up against
the sgates. swimming 10 some kind OF
light he hsd never seen before.
Confound il, Miss Chalcey, be said
jumping up What do you mean by nav
iog . sick mother and nottelling me. Wha
do you mean by coming here today? vii
You never get any business ideas into yor
head? tcld you that this room was L
be COZ fijentisl Do you call it coniden
t,sl to act in this manner? I'm surprised
Miss Cbslcey I'm hurt:
He took dow the sailor hst. You sr'
to 90 back 10 your mother at once.
He opened the door. Here. Swain. ge
me q coupe. And Swain saw the sailo
hat 10 his hand.
vi.
II VAS about Q week after this. III
room had half a ton OF letters in IL. Clin
used to come in, look Of the bronze pei
aud 90 away again. Then tue sailor ne
resppesred.
Miss Cbalcey was there waiting, 80 va
her little lunch that she always ate whe
Cline spa Wallace went down to Delmon
ico's. and on Ciipe's desk vas tiny bunc
of yio,.t.. He shook hands With her. col
srs,ul.ted her on her mothers recovery
and said. "Psha~l don't Deuiion IT, M
child. I'm Just about as kind as the aver
see business man no more. no less. We'v
uot a terrible lot OF business here.
They both laughed
! rt,ns 90. In psfttculaf good spirits Tbs