The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1905-06-23

Yes said the head clerk. sit looks
that way. But you don't have to take
my word for it. You can wait till ne
comes in, If you like, and ask hin
yourself"
mo, thank .you," said BARLEY. !
don't want to see him. won''
knuckle to him that much. OF course
I've got a moral and legal right tc
see him and demand an explanation
and two weeks salary besides, but
won't do it, l won't even give him
chance to fire me formally. III re-
sign before he gets around to it." -
BARLEY wrote his letter of resigna-
ton that morning on hotel stationery
When he went home for luncheon ne
considerably refrained from appris-
ing his wife of his conversation with
the head clerk and his subsequent
communication to the firm.
mo use to worry her." he said
'I'll make her believe I'm simply
stretching my vacation out few days
longer"
Mrs. BARLEY, upon receipt of that
cheering news, effervesced with graft
tude to the tyrannical head OF the
house.
30, isn't he just too lovely" she
said. Il always knew you'd find him
dear if you went at him the right
way"
The next day BARLEY received an
acceptance of his resignation, to take
effect at once, and Immediately he be-
gan to look for another position. Fol-
a week he answered advertisements
and interviewed prospective employ
ers, but as one attempt after another
proved futile, his step lost It's Wonted
elasticity and his voice its cheerful
ness of tone. Mrs. BARLEY observed
those evidences of physical deterlora-
ton with wifely concern.
I'm afraid, Fred" she said, that
you are not enjoying your vacation as
you should. Really, think you ought
to try and brace up for my sake, after
all the trouble l took to get it for
you"
after all the trouble you took?"
repeated BARLEY. Your"
Yes. me. l didn't intend to tell
you. but l can't keep it any longer.
l got that vacation for you. l went
down and saw the manager"
aw-the-manager? Bart
ley gurgled, helplessly. "When?"
THAT first day you staid nome and
went skating. | talked to him quite
plainly. l told him you were working
yourself to death and that it was all
his fault He didn't act bit mean.
had expected to be scared half to
death, but l wasn't. He only wanted
to know if you had sent me down
there to tell him that. OF course, l
told him you hadn't. l said you would
rather die a thousand times over than
ask for a vacation. Mr.. Barley l
said, is a slave to his work. When he
is absent from his desk one day you
may know that he has mighty good
reason for staying away"
Great heavens!" groaned BARLEY.
What did he say?"
he Sdlu uO 1du OlIOh hSSASSo eAAN~>
himself. o, he was just as nice as
could be all the way through. He
promised to let you off till the 18th
"The 18TH" BARLEY put in. "Con-
found that head clerk"
Eyes. Why, what's the matter
Isn't that long enough? Also, ne
agreed, out of respect for my wishes
not to mention my name to a living
soul in connection with the affair.
You, see, you are so funny about some
things, and l thought you might not
like-so that is the reason | want you
to quit moping. You owe it to me to
brace up, for you can't deny that it
was l who fixed you down at the
Office"
80, yes" he said, Imply, you fixed
me all right"-N. Y. Press.