Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1906-04-26

haiiy. BAY MT. meyer, just Tor q
Joke, you write me a letter offering
me that job at so per. It's just such
lovely dream | want to see how it
looks in print"
Il wridt it der first thing when
go back 10 der Office"
Don't forget" warned the girl.
Perhaps in all his business career
the head of the firm of Meyer & Levy
never enjoyed an effort of his pen
quite as much as he did the letter
written by request. He fairly chuck
led when, in glowing colors. he de-
scribed the girl who played the piano
as IAN Incompatible artistic" and
when he depicted in heart-breaking
terms his grief at not being able to
pay her more than 80 per-" he
wept real tears.
Owing to the pressure of business,
a week passed before Mr.. Meyer called
to see the effect of his masterstroke.
He entered the department buoyant
and self-eonfdent; but to his sur
prise and annoyance he did not see
the Incompatible artistic" at the
piano. He fastened to make inquiry
of young woman he saw at the rack
asserting music.
SAY" he called TO her, where iss
der girl What makes der moosic?"
Il amt here TO answer questions,
answered the young woman. loftily.
Address yourself to enc of the sales
ladies'" Then she walked haughtily
to the piano, and sat down and be-
gan to thump it mechanically.
Mr.. Meyer stared speeches. with
rage.
Say, who iss dot crape-faced yom-
an What acts as eff she owns der
store?" he gasped. when Miss Nc
Cabe appeared moment later.
"My cousin" The head-of-stock
took a sheet of Mr. Meyers latest
music from a position of prominence,
and relegated it to an obscure cor
ner.
This cruel act, added to the start
ling intelligence, so upset Mr.. Meyer
that his habitual diplomacy forsook
him.
where ISIS dat girl What makes dat
moosic?" he blurted.
Gone" answered Miss McCabe.
"Gone!". Mr.. Meyers voice was
small. why goes She?
Because she was only getting fiye
dollars a week here, and Rosenthal
company is paying her $40 TO play
their music up at the Mammoth store.
| hear they are giving concert to-
day. SO | suppose she is putting on lots
OF lugs-thinks she has a swell job'
Mr.. Meyer could not put his feelings
into words. Miss McCabe had no trou-
Bile in that respect, she said. yindie-
lively:
THAT girl was foxy! She had ner
eyes and ears open all the time. she
was diving to get with Rosenthal com
pany. | understand she applied Tor
position long time ago; but they
didn't pay any attention to her TIL she
sent them a letter she got from big
manager, offering her an engagement
in a concert tour. She was the fresh
est everl"
Mr.. Meyer ran all the way down
three flights of stairs; he rushed DIS
tracted through the store and dashed
down Sixth avenue TO the Mammoth
store.
He found the recital over, and the
audience that had listened with rapt
attention now stood in groups around
the sheet music counter taking a livery
interest in "Bedelia" and Navajo
What a sight met his bewildered 9aze!
The girl-Mr. Meyers eyes bulged-
the girl that played the piano was no
longer attired in that ill-htting alpaca
A clinging black crepe-de-chine showed
the graceful outlines Of dainty little
figure. On top of her head her hair
was piled high. the great dusky mass
was caught up with a white chrysan-
themum. an enormous pompadour top
pied toward her left eyebrow, while
cloud of small curls cast a shadow over
her demure piquant face. Mr.. Meyer
gazed at the apparition. Oh the mock
ery of ~ He did not wish the girl to
see him; he was boiling with wrath
longing for revenge. As he stood there
trying to devise some means Of giving
expression to his outraged feelings Mr..
Never became conscious that some one
was watching him, and looking around
he saw Rosenthal, of Rosenthal com
pany. regarding him with an amused
smile.
Say, Meyer" said Mr.. Rosenthal.
II seen you watcher her-vhat you
thinks Of der gal what plays der MOP
sic?"
"she gifts me a balm" said Mr.. Mey-
pr. with more truth than he intended.
"Yes?" asked Mr.. Rosenthal, play
fully
You haf heardt," said Mr.. Meyer,
with increasing urbanity, that they
elf her der bounce downdt der street,
I'm sure you make a mistake, Mey-
sr dot girl came to us init fine rec
lmmend"
I'm SURPRISED, Rosenthal, that you
30 ca easy taken in. Dondt you know