The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1908-09-02
AGENT WANTED.

was all there was TO IT,
And Silas Ward didn't care, either.
He said he had no time for women,
and he proved 1t, for he was never
seen in the company of one.
This morning silas was in a worse
mood than usual He fumed and
his clerk in the outer room moved
about on tiptoe in very fear of ag-
gravating HIS master.
1t was at this moment that the door
opened and admitted little woman
in black. Her bonnet was painfully
severe and pltifully cheap, and she
tried in vain TO hide the holes in her
black cotton gloves In her arm she
carried a bundle of papers.
would you like to buy copy OF
the Monthly Magazine?" she asked of
the clerk in a gentle voice. Coming
so close upon the sound of Wards
rear, the clerk scarcely heard It. He
turned round, however looked fear
fully into the next room and then
shook his head. A shade of disap-
pointment passed over the face OF the
little woman. She bowed her head
and was turning sadly to the door
when the voice of Ward roared from
the inner Office
who is that. Martini"
ITS just woman selling maga-
zines. sir. said the clerk.
And why do you presume to dis
miss her?' demanded Ward. appear
ing at the door and eyeing his clerk
sternly. Then he looked at the little
woman who still stood at the door a
gentle smile trembling on her thin
lips With men Ward could be harsh.
But in the presence of this little wo-
man all his bluster vanished
II want one of them magazines"
he said, and fished in his pocket for
the money.
Come to think of IT, guess I'll buy
two" he added. Want one for a
friend"
He produced the money for two OF
the Weekly Magazines. The little wo.
man thanked him gently and went
out. Slas Ward sat Tor time at his
desk, and fo.' once his thoughts we're
not on business.
In the week that followed he tried
in a quiet way to find out who she
was. He succeeded as he prided him
self he always did. She was the widow
of Garfield Rogers. former hard
working citizen, who had died leaving
his wife nothing but his good name.
Thereafter change came over Silas
Ward. Especially on the day when
the widow came with the magazines
was his manner gentle and consd-
crate. One day when Martin happen
ed to enter the private Office he saw
pile containing at least 20 of the
Weekly Magazines, which was
greater number than Silas Ward
could hope to distribute among his
friends When, the eye OF Silas
Ward surprised the eye of the clerk
on the magazines, slias actually
blushed
The next week Martin, who was per-
haps more observant than he had any
need to be. noticed that the widow did
not come the usual day with the
Weekly Magazine. Nor did she come
the next week. nor the next, nor the
next, until the clerks curiosity over
came his timidity and he ventured TO
remark upon the fact to Silas Ward,
Whereupon, instead of the rebuke
which he apprehended, something else
happened. For Silas looked sharply
at him. Then he arose and carefully
closed the door leading to the outer
room. Then he returned and slapped
the clerk a great slap on the back
and smiled benignly upon him.
Il am going to marry Mrs Rogers
next Wednesday" he said.
To hide his confusion. Sias Ward
then quickly extracted box of cigars
from a drawer in his desk, and fore
ing 1t into Martins hands, pushed
him to the door and through it, Then
he closed the door, from behind which
the clerk was astonished shortly to
hear the sound of CHEEKY whistling,
which he had never heard nor ex-
pected to hear from that source
Samuel G. Peters.