Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1909-09-10

The bracelet that you received and
signed for a week ago You put it in
your desk and forgot all about It. | pre-
sumo, like the rest AT the empty heads
around here. Well. You may be pleased
TO know that you've got me into a peck
of trouble at home Fetch it OUT"
Il certainly have a bracelet in my
desk" said George, still more surprised.
but 1T IS mine, at least, ] bought it.
intended it for birthday present"
oh, You did, did your queried
OBrien tartly he had come over to
Georges desk. what is it likeg"
Only a simple band of gold said
George, producing the box. He opened
it. and almost let the circlet fall. so
horror struck was he by the Unexpected
fash of colors.
a simple piece of gold IS it, cried
the comptroller. This looks like it,
and he snatched the glittering bracelet
Here's the bracelet | bought in your
desk. How do you account for it? You
bought bracelet at the same shop, did
your he said sarcastically, as George
stammered out an explanation. 1T
may be, but if you don't claim this
bracelet | do, and what's more, Mrs.
.OBrien does, too
So saying, he closed the box with an
ominous click and started to return to
his private office Then he came back
and inquired:
Where's the wrapper this thing came
in? This shows whether it was con
signed to you or to me-"
Alas! George had unwrapped the box
and destroyed the paper. Mr. O'Brien
went to his room and George returned
to his desk with a flushed face and dis
turbed mind. certain of one thing. that
even if this incident was closed he need
think no m0Te of the coveted place of
expert accountant.
He found he could not keep his mind
on his work and presently he called the
office where Marion was employed and
asked for Miss Seymour. She had not
received a bracelet by messenger or ex-
press, and the hurried conversation left
George without a cew to the mystery,
and Marion very much perplexed as to
what he meant by his questions
When he went home that night it was
too late to call at the jewelers. to seek
an explanation, but he told the whole
story to Marion
why, you foolish boy" she ex-
claimed Don't you see what has hap
pened? The clerk, by mistake. sent my
bracelet to Mrs. O'Brien and sent her
bracelet to you. The first thing / will
DO tomorrow morning will be to call on
Mrs. O'Brien and get my bracelet, and
al tna same time relieve You CT the i'm
putaGion of stealing hers Isn't i hor-
rid and low of them to think of such a
thing?"
Marion was shown into the thickly
padded drawing room of the O'Briens
next cay, and had plenty of time to ook
at the wonderful upholstery in the way
of plush and auction pictures before
Mrs O'Brien came busting in. George
had not badly described the conptroi-
ler's wife-she was stout and +ulgar,
ANDY cunning. But there was
kind look back of the beady blackness
of her eyes.
Marion explained why she had called
Mrs. O'Brien stared and burst into
laugh
TO be sure" she cried Il remember
trumpery bit bracelet coming to the
house. ! thought it was a foolish joke
You shall have it at once. my dear, and
then You can feast your eyes on mine"
She went into the hall and called
loudly,
"Finnette, Finnette! Apportez mong,
sill vous plat, cetter-cette biiouterie nou-
velle que Iai recu recemmong."
There was short wait, and then tie
stout lady came back with two jewelers.
cases. She clasped the great emerald
bracelet on her pudgy arm and held out
the other to Marion.
is this little thing yours ~ she cried,
laughing. "And a clerk in James office
bought it for you? ] wonder he didn't
die of expansion of the heart"
Marion drew herself up proudly and
was about to speak, but Mrs. O'Brien
interrupted her.
Now, don't get huffy, my DEAR" she
| want you to tell me the whole story.
You are engaged to this young man ?
Well, when are you going to marry
him ?"
Marion took courage and confded the
truth to Mrs. O'Brien, who accompanied
the story with many "Ohs'' and "Ahs."
And he's qualified to take old Os-
prey's place, is he?" cooed Mrs. O'Brien.
well, if that's so, I'll see that he gets
it. Come along with me and We'll
drive straight down to James office
Fimnette. Finnette, apportez mong
chapeau."
"Oh, Mrs OBrien, this is too kind.
Surely, you are not going now
when YOU want thing DONE" quoth
Mrs. OBrien. I've found that the only
way is to put on your bonnet and go
out and do it. Finnette, apportez mong
Thus it happened that on the next
night as Mrs. O'Brien displayed her
gigantic ornament on her pudgy arm at
the dinner o fthe mayors lady, Marion
was showing George her tiny uroiet of
gold, and in consequence OF his promo
ton was saying:
1T came too late for my birthday,
but it will dot will do beautifully for
a wedding present. willis Steel in
New Orleans Times Democrat.
Triumph of a Former Waitress.
There is rejoicing in the New York
Metropolitan opera camp over the en-