The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1908-08-30

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! They merely Rugged the shore,
o-o-o
| The little stenographer twirled her
/ bracelet admirinSly, reached for her
gum, which she finally released from
under her desk, and then regarded her
] best friend pctulantly. who had come
| into the office to call
! Being a young person of evident
and acute perception as to the fitness
| of things. she had timed this paTtic-
ular social function at a time when
her employer was likely to be Tuning
I his utmOSt-when the business of the
! day was at its most strenuous period.
and when everyone concerned would
be most likely to grow completely ex-
aSpeTated at the smallest possible
cause.
The stenOgrapheT was speaking.
oh, yes, Mr.. Blank is the most
heavenly man to work for have ever
known Such dear, and such lovely
ties that he wears! / think. since he
knows ! am partial to blue, that he
affects that color mostly.
of course | may be mistaken-he
doesn't seem to have only one blue
tie, but well-anyhow, he wears it a
lot
q think it is perfectly lovely in
him."
The friend, lost in envy which was
not unmixed with admiration, regard
ed her with Undisguised interest
Then the stenographer continued:
Haven't seen his wife, have you?
Well, say, she is a sight Red hair. a
form that is positively and most evil
IDENTIFY sawduSt, aid a smile like
split tomato can. l wonder how he
puts up with herr as to- | suppose, for
the children'S sake Dear me. | do
pity that poor man more than / can
ever possibly tell YOU
The friend mUrmured sympatheti-
cally
And the way he has of looking at
you Why, when he says, Good morn
ing, Miss Brown | feel like sinking
through the floor with embarrassment
There l am all spick and span with
the very best clothes on that I own,
after he has had to put I'D with that
ugly woman during ali his absence
from the office"
Then she plated the folds of her
skirt thOughtfully, reached back to
see if her hair had preserved the
usual and necessary amount of self
evidence in the rear, and leaned on
her friends shoulder cOnfidingly.
DO you know" she said in a stage
whisper, that l really think he is
deeply, wildly, helplessly infatuated
with me, and l know that | am with
him."
The stenogTapher was just leaning
back in her chair. and enjoying her
gum and the effect she had made bv
this important disclosure. when she |
suddenly became aware of the pres !
ence OF her employer in the adjoining /
room
Ye gods, had he heard ANYTHING?
q r1I II
What on earth would he say, she |
thought to herself. as, pleading a sud |
den rush of business, she bundled her /
friend almost bodily out Of the office. !
The next morning the boss and the i
stenographer read the following .-ad"
in the paper, with varying degrees of (
enthusiasm and interest:
'Wanted-At Ks office, a Young |
lady stenOgrapher. Apply at once" |
Il want no budding romances in |
mlne,' said the boss to himself.
Mr.. Clifford, you are going to the |
city aren't yOu2" asked the woman !
on the bayshOre veranda of the Peusa- !
cola young man. Would you mind /
doing an errand for me-
Delighted" said Clifford.
Can you wait till run up to my /
room? III be only a moment"
Certainly" replied Clifford who is
always obliging- even when in a hur-
~, as he was that morning
He had promised to 90 sailing as
soon as he returned from town. where
he was obliged TO go 10 send tele- /
gram. He lighted cigar and smoked |
on the porch steps in apparent pa
thence for twenty minutes
l m afraid I've detained Won 2 lit
tie, after all said the woman on
~hrTr
to make ont a laundry list. Now II
you'll just leave this bundle at Mrs
Welkers, my laundress. for me I'll
be so grateful It's an eaSv house IN
ma Tor II 5 the third one to YOUR right
on the second cross street as Won on
ter town. and you cant miss il. for it's
painted light blue-such an absurd
color Tor house Just tell her. please
that 1t 5 Mrs Dubois laundry and that
I don't like too much starch and thai
l must have II on Friday morning
without fail You are so very kind =
Perhaps he was, but Clifford won
dered- as he IUgged the bullying Iaun
dry bag down the dusty road 10 the
car line. II any one could be very kind !
and yet feel the way be did.
\ walk of several blocks brought
him TO the car and also brought him /
TO sudden realization of the fact that
Ht Hdu not pdId proper attention to
Mrs Dubois directions. He had for
gotten the name OF the laundress and
where she lived If it had not been
that bright pink cottage mpr his
view as he turned a corner upon his
final arrival in town he would bave /
been completely at sea 4 bright mink |
cottage, He recalled with relief thai /
Mrs Dubois had said the house was
painted an absurd color and rhar (
could be more absurd than that, rosy
shade of pink He knocked boldly at /
the front door
An elderly COlOTed woman of severe
cOuntenance appeared and eyed him
suspiciOUSly- He bowed and said /
Good morning I've brought Mrs 4
Dubois washing She SAYS II must be
done Friday and there was -ometbing !,
about the starch too. I've forgotten
just what. but no doubt Won will /