The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1896-04-22
SHE HOOKED THEM both.
A Pretty BOOK Agent Who Gathered In the
Too Sympathctic Inv part,,ors


Too Sympathetic Law Partners.
There is on F street a firm of promi-
nent In the realms Of law. SO august as
whole, with members so dignified that
wrongdoers tremble at the sight of
their door-plate.
Last Thursday a little woman, with
nesting golden curls and cheeks too
PINK from exposure to cold. sought re-
tuGe In this Office from q biting wind,
and extended numbed fingers to a rud-
dy glow. AS the senior partner entered
IRON his den in the rear, the girl looked
up brightly. and then. overcome by
sudden seemingly overpowering ex-
naustion, fell prostrate on the couch on
which she was seated.
Judge - gazed at her in astonish-
ment. as helpless and limp for the mo-
ment as the Girl before him, then
rushed away for ice water. wine, bran
dy. second pillow. everything, any
thing to relieve the tension Of the situ-
alton. He returned in an impOssibly
short time with his arms full. looked at
the girl. and then dropped everything
on the floor and became again limp, for
she onened her blue eyes and gazed at
him with the expression Of a hunted
animal. She then closed them again.
The judge stood first on one foot and
then on the other. stuck one hand in
his pocket, and then another. raised his
eyebrows. puckered his lips. and gave
vent to q long, low whistle.
This whistle lifted the white lids, and
they did not close again. The red lips
also opened and sighed. "Oh. I am SO
tired. and something seems to be the
matter with my head"
The judge at once began to ply the
Ice, the wine. the brandy, etc. The fair
one smiled listlessly at his activity, but
drained the glass gracefully and sighed
again. perhaps. sir, while you are SO
kind to me you are thinking of your
own daughter" This little speech made
the judges eyes misty. He had no
daughter, but there are always possi-
bilities.
What can do for you?" he asked.
Nothing, nothing. sir. I will rise in
Just one little moment" And rise she
did. in spite Of the judges remon.
strances.
She reached the door rather unsteadi-
~, but returned hastily, as II somewhat
book"
She returned and pulled from beneath
the pillow q bulky volume in a flashy
binding.
The Judge at once suggested ringing
up boy to carry 1t for her, but she
shook her head.
mo. SIR" she insisted: II could not
afford that luxury. I don't sell one a
week."
The judges eyes cleaned.
THE very thing I want" he ex-
claimed. and began to extract bills from
his pocket-book, rather fiabby from the
ravages which Christmas and New
Years had made upon 1t. He crushed
them into the girls hand, saying: II
must insist uDon paying not what you
ask, but what this valuable work is
worth"
The girl left, seemingly much
strengthened.
Yesterday the Judge entered his office
to find staring him in the face the book
he thought he had taken home on the
day Of its purchase.
His astonishment knew no bounds
when the junior partner picked 1t up
hastily and tried to force 1t into a
pocket which was too small to receive
1t.
1t was too late. The Judge had seen
its title and recognized its all too glar-
ing binding.
Slowly the truth forced itself upon
him.
"Old man." he asked. did she have
curls, and was she so tired and did
something get the matter with her head
and make her faint, and did she forget
the book and have to come back for it?"
Just so, just so. judge"
"She played pair Of knaves In this
office and won. Let's see what a bot
tie of champagne can do for our stupid
wits"
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