The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1908-09-12
Stories of the Streets and Town

lout over the edge of the desk, to drift
unobstrusiWely away
We'll. what do you think of herr
= demanded Miss Cleveland She look
ed squarely into the face of the
timid new stenographer, who tried &c
back through the crowd. but was pre-
vented from executing this retreat by
coming hOpelessIy in contact with the
solid figure of Miss Brown.
She's real kind of pretty" breath.
ed the new one, family Then as Miss
/ Cleveland still fixed her with a com
| peliing gaze, she continued. VIII
Wh-Where did she come fTom?"
/ She's d real EyetaIian marble
| piece SAID Miss Cleveland trium-
PhantIy. They was having a sale at
BTucken becker's and when ] saw her
sittin' in the window this morning |
says to myself. That's what wei
/ get for Miss Smith for her weddin'
present My! I was afraid she'd be
gone when I got there Such a bar
gain. It's the greatest wonder in
| the world somebody hadn't took her.
/ OF course, she looks kind of big for a
little fiat, but then real artistic piece
OF bric'a-brac makes any place look
stylish.
don't believe a one of 'em got a
real good look at her. Well. anyway.
II don't make much difference what
| they think. Men amt got any taste.
generally speaking, and if the girls
Sac paused.
We'll, she continued, a little testi-
~ do you like her? Yes Or no? You
needn't TO be afraid of hurtin' my feel
ms II you don't like her. say so
and III take her back, but you won't
never, get anything half a handsome
as what she is for the price"
Who said We didn't like herr"
asked Miss Brown, patting the brown
face of tIe figure and letting one
fat hand glide affectionately down its
all too scantily draped back. Sure
we do. She's real cute. | think.
Don't you. girls?"
Well, I guess yes" said Maggie,
the blonde switchboard operator. fer
vently. She clasped her hands to-
gether in rapt admiration N.Y. II
you'll only give me one like her when
m married [ won't ask for another
thing
Nor me-" chinned in Miss Fellows.
think its just grand. It's just like
you say Any parlor, no matter low
little you had in it, would look awful
stylish with that there lady sittin'
up In front of the window"
Miss Cleveland swelIed visibIy.
And so cheap she gloated. Fifteen
dollars, marked down from fifty. Just
mink OF that! Any other time, I'll bet
you anything We couldn't have got
her for three times the money.
of course, she wouldn't be aly use
TO a person, said Miss Fellows,
doubfulIy, but then who wants use
full wedding presents? l want pretty
things, something you don't see every
day-something different don't Won
know. Amt that the wav Won feel
Miss Bronson" She turned to the
purchasing agents stenographer, who
stood next ner.
Inc purchasing agent stenographer
was a tai, angular maiden who comb
ed her hair back from her forehead
with an energy worthy of a better
cause than that which she seemed TO
have-namely, the obIiteration of any
personal attraction with which in the
mysterious past nature may have en-
dOwed her
AT the question she turned quickly
toward the speaker and the austere
knob on the back of her head brushed
the nose Of that amiabIe person so
Unexpectedly that she sneezed.
don't feel any call she said.
to think anything at all about we'd
dlngs in general, but as for that
thlng, she cast a whitening glance at
the proposed offering" it amt decent
In the first place, it's perfectly hide
Gus IN the second, and il amt even
useful What On earth she can use
1t for except hitching- most I don't
see, and l don't suppose they'll keen
many horses and carriages on a
thousand a year
she glared upon Miss Cleveland for
second L don't know she went
on, as you really wanted to know
what l thought, but that's IT."
she stalked away to her desk and
the group gazed after her speechIess
until Miss Cleveland, gathering up the
mailgned image, which stuck ra-
fractory foot into der admirers ear
and replacing it in the box, remark
ed iceIy:
AND ! suppose. I really do sun
pose with inefabIe contempt. that
that calls Itself a Iadv."