The Wilmington daily Republican., 1900-04-07
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MINGLEWOOD. .
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He Was Very Unsociable Eel.
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Loving and Lovabie. .
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When Jack Horton got back from
Michigan, where he had gone on his reg
ular July trip, he found new tenant
across the hall in the big Mohican build
ing, where Bunker, the accident insur-
ance man, had been. There was a new
sign over the door: III. J. Minglewood,
Railway Supplies"
AS Jack dealt In railway supplies him
self he looked at the name with more
than usual curiosity. He had heard some
thing about Minglewood. What the deuce
was il?
The next morning after he had looked
over his mail and dictated a few letters
to his sole employee he stepped out in
the hall. intending to go down to the first
floor and send telegram to his Michigan
shipper to hurry down boatload of ties.
As he passed the threshold he noticed
the door Of the Minslewood office was
ajar. He stepped in. There was a young
woman sitting at a typewriter In the
outer office, and through the door of the
inner room he saw another young woman
at small desk. 1t was evident there
was no man about. Jack took off his hat
and passed into the inner room.
Good morning." he sad in his CHEEKY
way.
The young woman at the small desk
looked up. She had very fine brown
eyes, Jack noticed.
Good morning" she quietly said.
"Pm Jack-I mean John Horton, from
Just across the hail." he went on. as
Mr.. Minglewood inT'
"Mr. Minglewood is not in," said the
girl, and Jack thought she had remark
ably nice voice.
Expect him soon?"
"No."
ut Is nothing PARTICULAR said Jack.
I'm in the same line. you know, and
just wanted to tell him that there's plen-
| ty of room for both Of lis. Besides this,
| wished to meet him personally and give
him handshake and word Of welcome.
That's ALL"
You are very kind" said the girl, with
remarkably pleasant smile. III. J.
shall be apprised of your call and your
very good wishes. Good morning"
+ Jacks friendly call wasn't returned by
his new neighbor and he noticed when
| he passed the open door that the only oc-
cupant Of the Office was the girl at the
typewriter. The young woman with the
brown eyes wasn't In sight, but at last lie
caught glimpse Of her in the outer office
and stepped in.
Good morning." he said with the air
Of an old acquaintance.
Good morning, Mr.. Horton" she re-
piled as she pushed aside pile of letters.
Haven't seen you for several days"
said Jack.
NO" said the young woman; T've
been out of town"
And where's II. j.? haven't caught
glimpse of him."
There was a sudden choking sound
from the direction of the girl at the type
writer Jack looked around hastily, but
the girl was bending down, apparently
absorbed in the intricacies of the ma
chine.
"H. ]. has been out of town." said the
young woman with the brown eyes.
Back again?"
"Yes."
"Well. tell him again, please, that I'd
like to meet him. We might compare
notes to our mutual advantage. Say I'd
be glad to have him come over and 60 to |
luncheon with ME. Tell him so, please"
Jack was not a self conscious fellow.
He was big and honest and quite devoid
of ordinary curiosity, yet as he walked
out Of the Office he wondered what on
earth made that typewriter girl chuckle.
Then he remembered nothing but the
brown eyes and the nice hair and the de-
cidedly attractive figure.
Jack was certainly hard hit. There
was charm about this brown eyed
young woman that caught his fancy as
his fancy was never caught before. He
told himself that he knew nothing about
her. That he was a fool to be so deeply
interested in a stranger. And yet he made
no inquiries concerning her. That was
Jacks way.
Early the next morning be was at his
desk looking over the mail when the girl
who ran the typewriter in the Mingle-
wood office entered
"Good morning. Mr.. Horton" she said.
IF you have moments leisure Miss
Harriet would like to see you on busi-
ness"
"Eh! Good morning." said Jack, jump.
ing up. miss Harriet?
"Yes," said the smiling girl.
"Are you quite sure it's Miss Harriet?"
said Jack. The idea that she might have
Jeen married came to him like a shock.
"Why, Of course" replied the girl.
So Jack seized his hat and went across
he hall. He found the young woman
With the brown eyes in the private office.
t was very neat private Office. There
we're few etchings on the walls. a
fright bouquet on the desk, and the desk
tself was as orderly as IL on dress pa
ade.
"You will pardon the business irregu-
arty of sending for you, Mr. Horton"
aid the young woman after she had ac-
his good morning and asked
lin to be seated, "but an emergency con-
ronts the Minglewood concern, and I
lad to act promptly. need little ad-
ice and some help"
"Minglewood is"- began Jack inquir-
ngly.
Il could reach Minglewood by tele.
Taph," said the young woman with q
adden smile, "but that wouldn't help me
ut"
Then In clear way she briefly told
Inn that the Minglewood concern In Or
er to FIJI heavy contract had to rush
onward to certain lake port quantity
I railway ties that Mingewood found Il
impossible to lay down on the date speci-
ed. Unforeseen accidents prevented this.
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