Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1905-04-27

party on the wire. But it wasn't Cen
trails" fault.
Instead of initiating the rather hasty
tones of Mr.. Whitney, as does the aver
age Central, or giving him a Busy" this
operator on the other end of the line real
ly tried to get the call for Mr.. Whitney.
So sweet was her voice and 50 charming
her manner that the impatient business
man at the other end was much i'm
pressed.
He got his party, an appointment was
made and next day found Mr.. Whitney
at the hotel to transact his business. The
interview over, again he sought the tele-
phone. At the switchboard sat a charm
ing young girl. Mr.. Whitney gave her
the number he wished, and when he
heard her ask "S10O Cortlandt" over the
wire, great light came over him.
Her Pretty Face.
At once he recognized the voice-it
was the voice of the day before, when he
had been so courteously treated over the
wire. II the voice had pleased him, the
sweet-faced girl who gave him his call
delighted him. Mr.. Whitney is 70 years
old. but he hasn't forgotten the gallantry
of youth. In the twinkling of an eye he
had recalled the incident of the day be-
fore, and the blushing girl owned up that
it was her voice that he had heard over
the wire.
Now, Mr.. Whitney is a man of decis-
ion. He admired the pretty telephone
girl and he decided that it would be a
saving of time if he could be nearer
her when he wanted to use the phone.
1t isn't necessary to recount right here
that perhaps there were other influ-
ences that caused his decision.
At any rate, on the very next day
there appeared on the register of the
Grand Union the name "E. r. Whit
ney, Montreal" He took an expensive
suite and the Astor House knew him
no more.
Devotion Itself.
Every day found Mr.. Whitney at the
Central Office of the Grand Union no.
tel. Nobody could satisfy his wants as
could Miss Bennett. They chatted
pleasantly enough while he was wait
ing for his calls and finally the day
came when the elderly millionaire ven.
tured to ask Miss Bennett if he might
take her to the theater after her days
work.
IF you meet my father and mother
and they are willing" she said, very
frankly.
Nothing BETTER" responded Mr.
Whitney heartily, and that evening
found him a caller over in Greenpoint
at No. 21S Nassau emu
1t was no mansion that he found.
Instead, Miss Benefits home proved
to be a very modest little three-story
wooden flat-house.
The Bennetts-father, mother and
three sisters-lived on the top floor at
that. Mr.. Whitney found further that
Miss Benefits two sisters, Alice and
Jennie, like herself were telephone op-
orators, and that T. V. Bennett, the
father of the three sweet-faced girls,
was foreman in the Fleischmann yeast
factory at Greenpoint.
The First Theater Party.
There was a very pleasant call, and
at ten p. m. Mr.. Whitney went back
to his hotel in Manhattan. Next even
ing a hansome cab dashed up in front
Of the modest tiat-house, and out Of 1t
stepped Mr.. Whitney. Now, cabs are
not over numerous in Nassau avenue,
G~reenpoint, and the neighbors won
dered. They didn't have long to won
der, because out Of the house came
pretty Miss Bennett in her daintiest
dress ard was handed into the cab by