The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1909-01-09
HIS SEVERE METHODS.
, A Pensacola Man Whose Ire Was
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Henshaw was feeling particularly
well that morning. The spin from the
bay shore in his motor car had so eX-
hiiarated him that he felt distinctly
all right With shining morning face
he walked through the outer office,
distributing pleasant greetings right
end left.
In his pirate office, he bIiihely di-
vested himself of his hat and over
cnat, drew out lis keys. unlocked his
desk and rolled up the top of it.
He took up the first letter on the
pile of mail awaiting his attention.
read it through and touched a button
at the end of his desk, marked stem
He picked up the next letter, glanced
over it and then reached forward and
touched the button again, this time
with more emphasis. When, at the
end of FIVE minutes, there had been no
response to his signal, he reached
forward again and pushed, his time,
button marked, Boy" He push
ed it twice in quick succession and
re pushed it hard. ScarceIy had his
hand left the button when tie round
faced boy appeared in the doorway.
See if Miss Newberry's aere,'' com
handed Henshaw without looking up.
Guess his wings amt going to
sprout Wit awhile" reflected the round
faced office boy. He looks consider
able more like hisself than when he
first come in.
Henshaw, with a cloud on the erst-
while serene brow, awaited the return
o. the boy The rotuud Visage sOo1
presented itself
Nav" announced the youth, she
amt down yit," He SMILED an I'M
obtrusive smile.
Henshaw glared at him SO fearsome-
" that he SMILED again, helpleSsly
and in a much more pronounced man
ner Henshaw muttered under his
breath some remarks not intended
for the ears of youth AID innocence
as exemplified in the office hoy.
Tell Mr.. Bowman / want Jim." he
said.
Bowman, who was a ha-2ssed-look
ing, specialized man, was greeted with
marked urbanity when ne entered
Henshaw's office.
"Ah. Mr.. Bowman" smiled that gen.
t.eman. Good morning"
Good morning, Mr.. Henshaw," re-
sponded Bowman, not deceived by this
elaborate courtesy OF the tone into
thinking that the interview was to
be; agreeable for him. Quite the con-
trary, in fact. He recognized the ear
marks of the calm before the storm.
Mr. Bowman" said Henshaw, mis-
tone becoming more and more urbane,
you are supposed to maintain dis
eIpline among the employees OF this
office, are you nOt?"
II understand that to be one of my
duties" replied Bowman. e1deayor-
ing TO look less uncomfortable than
he felt. rs anything wrong, SIR"
"Wrong?" The eloying sweetness OF
the voice made Bowman wish the
storm would break and be done with
1T. Wrong? Oh, no, Mr.. Bowman,
nothing at all is wrong, except that
I have been sitting here fJr the last
balf-hour pushing that button and
waiting to dictate important letters,
because my stenogrspher las not put
in an appearance The same thing
happened week before last. What
kind Of office discipline do you call
that, may / ash. Mr.. Bowman"
IL know II IS very annoying, Mr..
Henshav. have spoken to Miss New
berry. seriously about il. Sh5-seems
to realize the importance-she seems
10 try
The storm broke at last. TRY
reared Henshaw, his gentle, cooling
accents taking sudden fight. 'Try.
tel you she's get TO get here on
time and no trying about it. She's
gOr 70 be here, and you've got to see
taat she is. won't have any ex-
cuses and / won't have any explana-
lions. She'll be hera ON tine ar she'll