The Pensacola journal., 1908-08-28


Just a bisSfuI dream.
| Just little promise won
From the maiden meek,
Kept as faithful as the sun
Just one little week,
900
What are you looking fOr?" asked
| JohnsOn's wife as she peered over his
| shoulder at the breakfast table, while
/ he eagerly perUsed the morning paper
4 am looking" answered her hus-
/ band with elaborate Indifference, for
an ad- l put in for today Oh yes.
/ Here il is" and his wife read the fol
! lowing:
"Wanted-Young lady stenographer.
Salary, S15 10 start Inquire No
room =, Blank Building"
Funny you Should need a new
stenographer at this dull time of the
year." vOuchs afed his wife. You
never said anything to me about need
ing one. / see she must be young,
according to your printed stipulatiOns-
Why didn't you add beautiful 'ac-
compIished,', well dressed and so on?
l should have thought such minor de-
tails would not have e~caped your at
tentiOn."
Johnson turned hot and cold by
turns as he always does under similar
circumstances, inwaTdly cursed him
self for his lack of tact in even men
| tioning the transaction at home, which
after all, he considered, was his own
| business, and then squared himself
| for the fray.
But my dear Annetta-" he began.
Don't dear Annetta' me-" she an
! swered, in tone of voice which John
1 son didn't like
1T seems TO me that the time is not
FO-- of o.
a man who is looking about for a good
/ looking, accomplished younC female TO
grace his office while his wife sits at
home, probably neglected" snapped
Mrs. johnson.
"Annetta," said her husband, while
l do not as a rule con slider my affairs
at the Office any Of yours, n any sense
| Of the word whatever, end especially
not when the hiring of help is con-
cerned, 1 am going to lay aside for
once, my prejUdiceS against a man
who will be Influenced by his wife into
home explanation of business matters.
IN fact, Annetta. for tne past Two
weeks, business has been so Internally
rushing that it has been almost i'm
possible for me to handle 1t alone. [
need help. The reason l advertised
for young woman, was because | con-
sidered that an older one might not
l have to offerl"
Having relieved his mind, Johnson
leaned back in his chair, pUffed placid
Iy at mis- morning cigar, and prepared
for the peace which he felt was TO fol-
low after this volIey of conclusive ar
Sument
But he was mistaken.
His wife, who had seated herself op-
posite him, looked him squarely IN
the face.
He noted, too, through the rings of
smoke which he was blowing that
there was a dangerous light in her
eyes
Jack Johnson" she began, and
! there was a fine sCOTn hidden in her
voice. 1T hasn't been three days since
/ asked you for the measly little sum
of $50 TO buy a fall suit with, that
you know I absolutely need. You told
me-now didn't you?-that business
was so rotten dull during the latter
part of the season that you couldn't
/ possibly afford it-then you launched
| into a beautiful and convincing argu-
ment which was to have the effect OF
making me timid even on the pin
money proposition for the next six
months.
Young stenographer, indeedI Over
worked
Jack Johnson you are a brute"
Johnson squirmed. Being a lawyer,
/ he couldn't help seeing the logic of II
all-and admiriHg her secretly for it;
| and being man, he didn't half relish
/ the situation, after all.
He chewed the end of his cigar
relighted it carefully, changed the po-
sition of a coffee cup which stood on
| the table, and then glanced at the
1 flushed face of his wife
''Annetta," he began frctively, "An-
/ Meta, you know you CT have all the
clothes you want. Ny check book"
| But he got no further His wife
! arose, fiounced out OF the room. only
/ stopping al the door for a parting
shot:
''I wouldn't bother your check book,
/ Mr.. Johnson, for the world, OF course,
/ l can wear last years suits and made
over millinery very cheeTfIIIy, when
1 know that by doing so my husband
can enjoy such 1uXuries as good look
/ ing young women stenographers-
whom he needs in the present rush of
i business. l am now most thoroughly
| convinced"
The door slammed Johnson consid-
cred for a moment-then he reached
/ for his SeEk phone
| Mrs johnson. huddIed on the outside
/ of the key hole. red-eyed and very
! angry, was finally rewarded oy this
| One-sfied conversation, carried on by
/ her husband.
"HeHo-is this No SLIP"
| Us this the office of tae Morning
RreeEe?'
| We'll, please take my ad. out for a
| stenOsrapheT. This is Jack Johnson
| OF the Blank Building Yes. thanks. I
| am already satisfied"
1
4 Miss AIMS mother was one of those
| scheming, calculating specimens Of fe-
male humanity whose one chief aim
| IN life was for some man-Onlv a mere
man worthy of the name-tO bear her