The Appeal. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. ;) 1889-19??, 1903-03-21

me unventilated, that individuals 8. sulfer-
,n1s are such that tons Of pens may NOT
,xy-i4o them OF the sufferfngs Of tsse un-
ventilated who is on the v rong side and;
AMONG the ventilated we cannot speak:
On this point we are not OF these who
know.
The woman individual In the Offices OF
the unyentilated sex has the, worst OF III
for she Is there as hireling, thcrelore
must she suffer ard say nothing. A pref
~ xirl bachelor typewriter, let US say
trriyes az her desk early In the morning.
Fresh air is good for the complexion,
sne for making the hair grow. she opens
The window at the top and lets the crisp.
,egenerating oxygen in upon her pretty [
head and bright cheeks. The office boy;
he only one there before her, giares
bloodthirstily at the Typewriter. but ne
lares not complain openly. He pubs ms,
.ap over his ears, winds his WOODEN scarf
Hike mummy ceremerts about him and
nutters murderously:
...Windies open in winter. Women amt
rot. no sense. And me been blacksinated,
loo. I'll ketch cold in it, sure
Next appears on the scene the under
.lerk. He w1aiffs through his unventilat-
I'd nostrils the unwonted flavor of the
true breath of heaven. He .scowis, then
represses the frown. draws near TO the
drl bachelor and says pleasantly and per-
suasively: ...El: .-.
"Pardon me, Miss Spacer, but In
afraid shall have to ask you as a favor
20 shut off chat draught I'm troubled !
with eatar-rh and the minute any air.
stuffed ike 1feSni
Lr we'll as anybody, but
Miss Spacer closes the window part
way. Next upon the scene is the middle:
.le,,x likewise middle-aged and bald as;
/ beautiful onion.
'.Miss SpaceI" he begins, less respect
.ul than thu hder clerk, because of his
| sru,erior statfon, IT see you have the
window open. again. Kindly close it. Il
can't have that wind upon my head. I,
ike fresh air as well as anybody, but
"F,resh air is the very best thing you;
can have around your head and your:
hsIr. too, what there is of it," murmurs:
Miss Spaeer to herself as she shoves the
window higher. There are two inches
still open, which the middle clerk can
not see from his desk. Five minutes:
| more of this small grace she has, when,
! the head clerk; arrives lie shifts sus-
paciously; he chances ferociously at the
gtrl bachelor. In tones like the sound
Of a great, grand growl, he addresses ell
concerned:
II smell fresh AIR in here and T won't
have it. Can't stand it with my rheu-
u,atix. I like fresh air as fell as any
body, butt
Miss Spacer seems to heed the warning
~ eh,,+ he win with n
But she does not. She leaves still for her
true life remover may fall upon her head
and refresh her and. stir ever so family
,ut lovingly her abundant locks. Nobody
! ,an see that blessed hint of a crack.
Last Of all, the lord of all, the presi
dent, 10 o'clock. His Office is partitioned
off from the desks Of the hirelings. 1t
ls half block away from where, at the
far end of the room, the window is still
open to the extent of the width OF q
knife blade. He is rosy and stalWart, SIX
feet high, likewise wide. looking strong
as granite mountain, rock ribbed and
ratproof. He removes his fur collared
Ulster, he seats himself and basks In the
eenial heat Of the radiator. Suddenly thu
'~'-'- Of an electric bell startle0 the,
souls sake the faintest crack where tns
ambient air: 1t is the masters sum-
mons to the office boy. Is it mans
voice or Is it the new foghorn which can
be heard fifteen miles that roars above
the intervening pSrtition:
'Shut that window at the far end Of
this floor!''
The office boy skips to obey. Over the
partition. in notes like the mutterngs Of
dying thunder, float the words:
II like fresh air as we'll as anybody,
butt
The last Enfe edge crack is blocked,
the room holed up like the unde Nsro;int
council chamber Of the Eskimo braves.
into which no woman is ever sllOwe' to
cnter probably for the reason that 81
whtT of its atmosphere would knoc.l a
woman over. In the civilized mans "f-
flee meantime tobacco smoke asscends
from human chimneys. The air waves
sitting. Then IS heard the voice OF COM
raand from the head clerk: >~+
cts hottern blazes in here. Shut off
that steam"
'Tis done. To open at the selfsame
time the windows and tho heat radiators,
this is worlan's way. To shut both the
windows and the radiators, that Is mans
way Will the two ever get together?
The atmosphere grows dsrser monnen-
tArily. For nothing that docs not enter
into my mind and Get within me can
hurt me-" saith Marcus Aureli.a. Oh,
the weird old clio SMELL the old smoke,
old disease, old sorrows and old jokes.
which are worse than old sorrows, that
that do enter into the minds and get
within the persons in that awful holed up
room! exclaims the New York Herald.
The girl bachelor typewriter's face grows
pale above her, pink sinrtwalst, her eyes
are heavy, she is nauseated. She gasps.
and between gasps says to the old girl
bachelor bookkeeper: It'll. #.
tits so queer these big, strong men
always have something the matter with
them, so they can't bear any ventilation"
The old girl bachelor has been with the
firm twenty years. She knows men and
Things. She knows, but she never tells.
She only says in answer to the young
girl bachelor:
.'Men are frasile creatures