Camas Prairie chronicle. [volume] (Cottonwood, Idaho) 1901-1917, 1908-11-13
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There was a new voice over the
phone asking for you, Johnny" said the
cashier gravely and with shake Of
his head. Another voice on the phone,
another heart palpitating with fond ex-
pectancy, another victim to a young
mans vanity, another"
Another SPELL" interrupted the bill
clerk. Another relapse into dottiness.
Why don't you go and see a specialist"
Il fear me that you are a butterfly"
sighed the cashier. "The sad conclu-
sion is borne upon me that you fit from
flower to flower, slipping the sweetness
of EACH"
"Am I to blame If they won't let me-
alone" asked the bill clerk, plaintively.
IF they will run after me what can I
do? l can't be rough and brutal with
them. it's not my nature. 1 suppose l
might spurn them when they come too
thick; but, honest, just hate to do it"
Don't tell me-" said the cashier Sc
verely. you're a filter. A plain fit
ter"
Just as long as you don't call me
GUTTER" said the bill clerk.
II wouldn't try to make a heartless
jest Of it," said the cashier. ITS moth
ing to grin about. If won the trust
ing affections of a sweet young girl I'd
hang right to them until death pried
me loose. That's the way l did, as
matter of fact You ask the madam"
II will some time" said the bill clerk.
I'm rather curious to hear what she
will have to say about it. But, honest,
do you think a fellow ought to stick to
one girl? If he tied up to the first fairy
he got a little foolish over he'd miss
the right one, just as likely as not, and
never know it. I've sat up with quite
few of 'em myself and it seems to me
that they get better all the time"
"Lothario!" said the cashier. Think
Of the wrecked and blighted young
lives Think Of the rosy cheeks grow
ing wan and pale over your fickleness !"
Anything to oblige," said the bill
clerk. 'T'll take day off some time
and think of 'em."
HE hasn't even the curiosity to ask
who called him up" said the cashier.
1.-THE fact that a trusting female is
pining in his absence is nothing to him.
Only one Of many, suppose"
That's the idea," said the bill clerk,
pleasantly. II can't keep track Of 'em
all. Another thing. I've lost a good
deal of my curiosity since I've been
around this Office. It's like calling four
aces with a pair of deuces."
"You speak darkly and in riddles"
said the cashier. IT can assure you,
however, that the lady seemed anxious.
nation that you had gone to lunch. She
wanted to know how long you had been
gone and when you would be back. She
informed me that she was about to
start downtown and would probably
look In"
Come off !" said the bill clerk, In
credulously.
"Also she inquired if Saturday was
the pay day in this office and she want
ed to know if 1 wasn't your employer.
| lOlu u0E JudI was anu dSoulOu hCA
that any confidence she might repose
in me would be held sacred. Johnny"
the cashier demanded, seriously, 'why
don't you pay the poor, Woodworking
woman what you owe herr She has
to pay her grocer and her help and she
can't afford to be boarding you right
along on mere promises"
do you mean to tell me that Mrs.
Canford called up and made any such
break as that?" said the bill clerk, in
some agitation.
"You heard what said, didn't your"
said the cashier. 'Why don't you pay
herr"
Because I've paid her already" said
che bill clerk, triumphantly. I'm not
only paid up, but I'm week in adj
vance. That was one time l fooled
you"
well, she's got level head to make
you pay in advance" said the cashier.
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