Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1901-10-23

as plain as print to read, the style Of
the writing being that now taught tc
girls throughout Europe, and which il
as different as possible from the hair
line, angular hand which ladies wrote
30 years ago.
The manager stood by with folded
arms, watching sheet after sheet being
rapidly thrown off. The silence Of the
room was unbroken save by the tintin-
nabulation of the jabbering machine.
At last he reached forward his hand and
interrupted the flow Of dots and dashes
Miss McClintock looked up at him
and said with some trace of anxiety In
her voice:
"Of course could write faster If
had fountain pen. l always use a
stylo. and the dipping into the inkstand
delays me. as I am not accustomed to
it"
The manager smiled. but said moth
ing. He examined sheet after sheet in
silence, then put them on the table.
Taking up one Of the newspapers that
lay on his desk, he folded it once or
twice. and; placing his hand on the key,
he rapidly transmitted an order to the
unseen operator to write out what was
about to be telegraphed to him and
bring the sheets to the managers room.
"Now, Miss Elinor, he said, would
you mind telegraphing part of this col
umn and do it as fast as you cam"
The girl placed her right hand on the
ebony knob of the brass lever, holding
the folded paper with her left in such a
manner that she might read clearly the
small type on the sheet before her. Un-
der her expert manipulation the words
flew over the wire until at last there
came break.
"Hold on. jabbered back the man
at the other end of the wire. Don't t
be in such deuce Of hurry"
"Oh. deari' exclaimed the young
woman with a shade of annoyance in
her voice. as if she feared the pausing
would be attributed to her lack of clear
ness. The manager said nothing, but
INDUCED in a silent inward laugh, as
was habit with him, for. ruling
many. he had to keep stern face to
the world and enjoy what mirth came
his way without outward semblance of
it. After several breaks the manager
said:
"That Is quite enough, thank you. >
And few minutes later young man
entered the room with the sheets in his
hand. which he gave to the manager,
opening his eyes somewhat when he
saw seated at the table slim young
girl, bewilderingly pretty. When the
young man had left them once more
alone in the room, the manager said:
81 must admit I am astonished at
your expertness. 1t may not be strictly
businesslike to acknowledge SO much to
one whom / am about to make the
hardest bargain I can with, but per-
haps you will not take advantage of the
confession. You ere very good teleg-
raphist indeed. Miss Elinor l must
express my admiration of the way in
which you have faced the realities of
life We like to think our girls so re-
sourceful that they can fill with credit
to themselves any position which fate
assigns to them, whether it is in the
Office Of a merchant or the parlors OF
the White House. You have been sud
denly confr with very difficult
problem. Miss Elinor. and you have set
about it's solution in way that COM
mands my deepest respect.
"Oh, Mr.. Sandys" exclaimed the
girl, blushing deeply and drawing q
long, quivering breath, but quite evi'
IDENTIFY glowing with qualification at the
praise Of a man whom she knew to be
sparing in his commendation.
"Now. I am not sure" he continued,
''but your coming here today has set
tied in the right way matter that has
been troubling me for some weeks past.
There is telegraphic situation in this
city which has been the cause Of more
worry to me than any OF the other
hundreds under my control 1t is the
office at the board of trade.
cat the board of trade' echoed Miss
Elinor, looking at him in some alarm.
Eyes" he answered. THAT situation