Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1892-03-10

l~% from a we'll known
school.
The girl was study in brown. Hat,
gloves and wrap were OF the same
warm color, and the smoothly coiled
hair, and bright eyes seemed made to
match the dotted veil that was tucked
tightly under the hat.
"You are just in time, Miss Slocum."
remarked the Senior, as he pointed to
chair. "The work has accumulated
rapidly, and q long brief must be put
into the printers hands as quickly
as possible"
II am ready for it, SIR" and COM
monplace as was her answer, it set
the. grayhaired lawyer wondering
where he had heard that voice before.
Miss Slocum removed hat and wrap,
gave her curly hair pat and poke,
warmed her hands before the open fire,
and seated herself at the typewriter.
The Senior called the Junior into
the private Office, and in a voice that
meant to be stern, said: "No non
sense about her. don't approve of
women about an office, but-well
don't be fool over her, my boy.
This is business simply business"
Hubert Boise looked calmly into
his partners face. II understand
perfectly, sir. have seen pretty girls
before. I shall not fall in love with
our typewriter.
Meanwhile the click, click OF the lit
tie machine had kept regularly on,
and the girl had hardly lifted her eyes
from her work. Before lunch time
quite pile of correctly written pages
were laying on the Seniors desk, and
the firm looked them over delighted.
"After lunch you may take up the
brief, Miss Slocum, and while you will
no doubt find it dull work, yet you
may find it in way interesting, for,
come to think, the name of one OF the
parties is the same as yours"
When at the close of the noon hour
Miss Slocum reached the office she
found that she had been needlessly
prompt. Seating herself before the
fire she looked about the office. every
handsomely furnished! Comfort and
elegance combined. Wouldn't man.
ma have laughed could she have seen
my brave entree into the presence of
the most noted criminal lawyer in the
state! Who knows now, but that the
poor old bachelor was as badly fright
ened as I was, and how exceedingly
dignifed is the honorable Junior. WE'LL
I'll work the mortgage of, and. some
new clothes on, and then I'll go home
to mamma"
The Junior reached the office first,
supplied Miss Slocum with copy, ad-
justed the window shades, offered her
the moon edition." which she polite
" refused, and then went to his den to
smoke and think.
Hittie Slocum was q typical Ameri.
can girl. Fair of face, graceful in man.
ner, sparkling in conversation, SYM
pathetic in sorrow, helpful in suffering
and proud as she was true. Her faith
er had died during the war, and was
buried on some Southern battle field.
Her mother had come West, invested
her few hundreds in a little home and
had taken few pupils, educating her
son and daughter at the same time.
The son, crippled lad, was the sun
shine Of the home, and to provide
him with the needed medical aid, and
the delicacies he craved the house had
been mortgaged.
1t was only a small sum, but to the
daughter it seemed q load that was
crushing the life and youth out of her.
After months of persistent study she
had secured the position for which she
had strited, and as her fingers flew
over the keys the clickety-click was to
her the sweetest music. The following
week was busy one, and Saturday
night found a great pile of pages ready
for the Seniors last reading. Mon.
day the long brief was finished.
s'You have seemed much interested
in your work." remarked the Senior
as he saw her lay the pages in order
"Did you ever know anything OF this
Slocum?"
eyes; 1 am sure he is George D
Slocum once knew"
"Well, if we could find him or his
heirs it would be hundreds of dollars
in our pockets and thousands of dol
lars for Them"
"Mr. Mann, will you tell me where
you have looked for Mr.. Slocum, OF
his heirs?"
eve looked everywhere. It seems
that before the was Slocum married a
neice of Gov. Blank, Of Kentucky,
moved to New York State, and from
there went to lite West Virginia
town. He went into the army, and
was never heard from. His wife must
have died and without children, for
we cannot find any clue to anything
that will help lie to keep this distant
relative from claiming everything"
..Miss Slocum, can you help us?"
Mr.. Boise had watched the varying
expressions OF her face as she listened
to the Senior, and felt confident that