Bisbee daily review., 1909-05-18
TheNewBoy's
 Initiation

McNulty was, primarily. dreadful cellent stenographer. although iu his speech there sometimes lurked a plu- rality of negatives in one sentence, while moods, lenses and such like trifies were more or less ignored. However. this lent picturesqueness to a character really lovabie and certain ly fun-loying.
 In the course of events new office boy was taken on. Alas, poor urchin' Nothing so exciting had transpired at Dope & Co.'S in. To, these many years. Not. in fact. since one of the ancient clerks in the bookkeeping department had taken unto himself an actual wife, who now kept him as busy" hustling as she had been won't 10 keep the telephone switchboard in her pre- matrimonial days.
 And so Lawrence appeared on Mon day morning to be the new office boy, his guileless couutenance freshly soaped by mother and his poor little hair wetted and brushed within an inch of its life. It really was a shame, and ;he details are too narrowing 10 be chronicled But. be it said. lest the tender hearted weep in vain. that he lived bravely through his initiation by the three veteran office boys, having been discovered in the storeroom punching the largest of the trio valiantly in the spot where he had just slowed two sandwiches. This won him immediately a place among the elect.
 But there was sill McNulty. Nc Nulty declared that the recruit had no business to be named Lawrence. An office boy ought to be Bill or Jim or Mike, but, anyhow, he would give him one chance to run an errand and see If there was anything ia him. McNultys typewriter desk had been out of order for a week. It couldn't be made to open when 1t was shut, and if you ever got it open you could never shut it again. Now. the Blank building is a rambling old place, in whose lofty, wellkept corridors there is usually to be found cheerful Hi bernian with a rag dustinc up and | polishing things. Hence, when Me Nulty summoned the recruit and pointed to his broken desk with 9 ! casual. "G'wan ,down and tell Paul | Morton to come up here and fix this desk right away. I'm tired of hayin' it on the bum," the urchin cbediently hustled cut into the hall to see if he could find blue-jumpered seryitoT an. swering 10 the name of Paul. ' There was none on that floor. so | Lawrence skipped into the elevator going down"
 Well kid" said Pleasant Pat, the runner, you're a new wan here, hey! 1 Where ye Eoin'?"
 I'm Iookin' fer Paul MoTton-know where he is?"
 "'GorTah. ye're a fresh little mus ye are. Just for that m put you oi | at the second--that's Paul MortCu's [ IlUor-and ye can walk up, or down or wherever we're goin'." And Pa suited the action to the words wi,l 8 muscular slam of the gate.
 But Lawrence, being dead in earn est, and not seeing any blue jumpers on this floor either. was beginning [, feel discouraged when he caught sigh of large person upholstered in ; beautiful uniform who looked as if h ought 10 know where everybody was
 Have you seen Paul Morton around this floor lately?" began Law renee. insinuatingly. I'm trying t find i'm
 The Large Persons eyes remainet stCni.y fixed upon the region of Law rence's cowlick.
 Sure. Him and ne was just stand in here a minute ago talkin' to Tedd. Roosevelt and John D. Rockefeller
 Was they expectin' you?"
 'Aw, quit yer kiddin'. I'm in
 hurry. If you see him, send him ur
 stairs to Room Umpty-two. Tbey wa>
 him to fix a desk up there-McNulty'
 desk-it's been busted for a week an
 they want him quick. see?'