The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1904-03-02
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The Manager
|. Demonstrated
Ia BY BELLE MANIATES
BY BELLE MANDATES
Copyright, 1902. by Daily Story Pub. Coz
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building new OftlceS IN front OF
SO factory During the process of
ERECTION an unoccupied dwelling house
ssas rented and the manager, the
ASHER, draughtsman and Mae Neil
assrl. a stenographer, recently added to
ing payroll of the company, were in
sailed therein.
The latter derived much amusement
rom the novelty of pursuing Office
Ssuties amid such domestic surround
1ngs. She insisted on referring to the
-ooms by their original names, and
he other employees soon followed suit.
After few days it did not cause
laughter 10 hear that the draughts-
man was in the kitchen, the cashier
a the parlor, and the bookkeeper in
-.Ee hall. The dining room was re-
-.rved for the manager who was alb
sent from the city when the Offices
Exere moved.
Mae Nelson was assigned to the
-,antry, an unusually large one with
sindow looking on a flower garden.
The shelves made convenient recep-
D-ies for Office supplies.
When John Alberts, the manager,
s,e5urned from his trip he Immediately
asked the boollkeeper where the ste
eangrapher was.
She is in the Kitchen" replied the
s<sokkeeper, abstractedly.
.-Where:" asked the astonished
manager. Then suddenly compre-
ending the plan of the house, he
grinned and passed on to the last
--oom. where he found his stenog-
rapher engaged in making crock of
lemonade. For, on the first warm
sund box and contributions thereto
.sad been generous.
She looked up expecting to see the
cashier, but when she saw the "un-
approachable. boss" as the bookkeeper
jailed him, she was covered with mo-
nentary confusion. AS for Alberts.
himself, he had scarcely glanced at the
new stenographer before. During the
1aew times he had dictated letters to
aser he had not been conscious of what
manner of woman might be bending
RIVER the notes, and at the close of the
fictation he had always quickly
z~alked away. Now he critically
scanned the dark, curling lashes. the
gtelicate skin, the scarlet lips and the
teautiful eyes.
Would you not like glass OF
gemonade?" she asked, courteously, re-
covering her self-possession.
He would. 1t was very warm day
and he was thirsty.
Il know it's out of hours" he said
after finishing second glass of tn,
refreshing drink "but could you take
a letter now, Miss" He failed tt
s-ecall her name.
Certainly" she replied. Come
into the pantry and she led the wa.
70 her Office.
Little wrinkles Of mirth crept int
rhe corners of his eyes
SO, you work in the pantry! II
s,sr here in the window" he said, al
ne looked about LOT chair.
He mechanically dictated the lette
while he kept his eyes and attention
-ireted on the golden-crowned head S,
Iaintily poised over the book. AS HI
rose to leave che room little buncl
mis- eye and he found himself wonder
ing whether the boollkeeper or. cashie
saad presented them.
The manager came down early t
ehe office the next morning, but hi
;stenographer was already there; h
saw her gloves and parasol in the pan
try He went into the kitchen and
CHANGING to loon out of the window
saw her bending over fowerbed
soosening the earth and removin
weeds. He was quickly at her side
s.Let me do that" he said, takin
rhe trowel fro-l her. "Do you engag
IA this kind of worl ofter?"
ever since we came over here.
discovered these nowerbeds and
seemed a pity not to take care G
5-flem."
.sThere!" he said, presently RISING
This is the first field work I've don
IN years. You have gathered quite
s,ouquet, ! see.
Eyes; l have had one every nlorl
ing since we've been here
s.Did the flowers on your desk ye
e-erday come from these beds?'
eyes," she replied, surprised at tt
question.
While the manager was opening hi
mail it suddenly occurred to him tn;
1,c would like to know his steno
rapher's name. In few moment
s-ampbell, the cashier. went into ii
pantry.
Mae he said here are the G
closures for the Dixon letter"
The manager scowled his displea
s,re 4Was she the kind of girl to l.
men, Especially men whom she met
business, call her by her first name
Presently he took his letters ar
went to her desk. He did not sit
trhe window this time.
What do people call you when The
don't know you we'll enough to ca
you by your first name?" he aske
ss:arcastically.
She looked up at him in surprise.
transparent pink coming into h