The Red Cloud chief., 1905-04-21
CONTINUED FROM LAST WEEK ,

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apparent unconSciousncsS of the fact
that the decorations were for her. ooh,
II amt much. | reckon" he replied,
ana continued to look out of the win
dow and laugh.
She went to the desk and removed
her gloves and laid her rain cloak over
q chair near by. lis this Mr.. Harkless'
CHAIR" she asked, and. Fisbce answer
Ing that it was, she looked gravely at it
for a moment, passed her hand gently
over the back of it and then, throwing
the rain cloak over another chair, said
checrily:
"Do you know, l think the first thing
for us TO do will be to dust everything
very carefully? 2"
You remember, I was confident she
would know precisely where to Begin
was Fisbee's earnest whisper in the
willing ear of the long foreman. "Not
an instant's indccision, was thcre?"
NO Stree replied the other, and IA
he went down to the pressroom to hunt
for Il feather buster which he thought
might he found there he collarcd Bud
Tlpworthy, the devil, who. not admit
ted to the conclave of his superiors,
was whistling on the rainy stairway.
"You hustle and find that %dustbrush
we used to have, Bud said Parker.
And presently as they rummaged in
the hooks and %crannics about the ma
chlncry he melted to his small assist
ant. THE paper is saved, Buddie-
saved by an angel in light brown. You
fpn foil II Iy thn loci, Of hnpD
"Gee.' said Bud.
Mr.. Schofield had come, blushing, to
Join them. Say, Gale, did you notice
the color of her eyes?"
Yes. They're gray"
81 thought so, too, show day and at
Hedge Halloway's lecture. But say,
Gale. they're Lind of changeahle. When
she come in upstairs with you and Fis-
bee they We're jest as blue-near
matched the color of our ribbons"
"Gcc," repeated Mr.. Tipworthy.
When the editorial chamber had been
made SO neat that it almost glowed,
though ii could never be expected to
shine as did FiSbee and Caleb Parker
and Ross Schoticld that morning, the
lady took her seat at the desk and
looked over the few items the gentle
men had already compiled for her Pc
SuSal. Mr.. Parker explained many tech
nicalities peculiar to the Carlow Her
aid. translated some phrases of the
printing room and enabled her to grasp
the amount of matter needed TO fill an
issue.
When Parker finished the three in
competents sat watching the little fig
ure with the expression of hopeful and
trusting terriers. She knit her brow
for a second, but she did not betray an
instant's indecision.
81 think we should have regular
market reports" she announced ear
nestly. Il am sure Mr.. HAIRLESS would
approve. Don't you think he wouldT'
She turned to Parker.
market reports..' Mr.. Fisbee ex-
claimed. IL should never have thought
of market reports. nor do | imagine
would either of my-my associates. \
woman to conceive the idea of market
reports
The editor blushed. "Why, who
would, dear. If not II woman or Il spec
ulator, and I'm not a Spectator, and
neither are you, and that's the reason
you didn't think of them. So, Mr..
Parker, as there is so much pressure,
and if you don't mind continuing to act
as reporter ms well as compositor until
after tomorrow, and If ii isn't too wet
you must have an um~brclla-would it
be too much bother if you went around
to all the shOps-stores, l mean-to all
the grocers and the butchers and the
leather place we passed, the tannery,
and if there's one of those places where
they bring cattle. would ii be too much
to ask You to stop there-and at the
-four mill, if it isn't too far, and at the
dry goods store-and you must take a
blank book and Il sharpened pencil, and
will you price everything, please, and
lot down how much things are?"
Orders received, the impetuous Par
kcr was departing on the instant when
she stopped him with a little cry, But
you haven't any UMBRELLA And she
forced her own, II slender wand, upon
him. 1t bore II ~cunningly wrought
handle, and its fabric was of glisten-
ing silk. The foreman, unable to de-
cline il, thanked her awkwardly, and
as she turned To speak to Fisbee he
bolted out of the door and ran down
the steps without unfolding the UNI
brella, and then as he made for Mr..
Martins emporium he buttoned ii Sc
o,,aIu un1a, biS long Prince Alhart