The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1911-02-21
ESTABLISHED 1876
! securities In my box? ?"

securities In my box"
Eyes, sir, and every other security in
the vault. /" returned Smithers earnest
". Begging your pardon. Mr. Ord.
you might recollect that in every other
Instance of loss of papers, they were
afterward found to have been mislaid
either by Mr. Carson OF yourself"
"Enoughl" said Ord stefnly 81 have
no such recollection, young man.
Now" pointing an accusing finger in
the face of his uncomfortable clerk,
he continued with measured accents.
'-those bonds bore date stamp i'm
pressed with purple ink. How did
purple ink comeyto be on your hands
7aiadi face, Mr.. Smithers?" Mr.. Ord shot
a glance at his bookshelf and then his
eyes came back to the face OF his
clerk.
For the first time Smithers' face
wrinkled into aPfaint smile. II was as
sisting Miss Fem to adjust new rib
bon in. her type machine" he said
primly. Before had time to remove
these stains you called me-"
Els it one of the duties Of my chief
clerk to assist the stenograpders with
such duties?' Numbered Mr. Ord fierce
ly. 'sWhat do hire office boys for,
eh?'
In Mr.. Smithers' opinion office boys
were hired to loaf around the corri-
doris and discuss baseball topics He
merely cracked another deprecating
smile ana did not answer the ques-
ton.
"Huh! don't approve of counting
in the Office, Mr. Emithers, p remarked
Mi: Ord, his critical eye still on This
employees pink face He pressed
button beside his desk, and the door
opened promptly. admitting tail, slen-
der girl whose black hair was twisted
in the latest fashion and whose bright
brown eyes seemed to take In every
detail Of the situation In one swift
penetrating glance. Her gaze swept
her employers desk and then came to
attention at Mr.. Ord's curt accents.
@Sit down. Miss Fem"
She did SO. tapping open a notebook
and poising her pencil.
II don't wish to dictate. Have you
seen or heard anything of the L. D.
bonds since they were put In the
vaults day before yesterday"
Miss Fem nodded. "Why, yes, Mr..
Ord Don't you remember you sent
me to the vault for them this morning
after you talked with Mr.. Hughes over
the telephone? 1Youfw reading when
Icame back, and you used the bonds
as a bookmark as you closed the book
to resume debating. Why, there they
arev' She picked up a red covered
book from under his nose and removed
several beautifully engraved eertih-
Gates from between the pages Of 'EThe
Adventures Of Sherlock Holmes"
There was a sickly smile of enlighten-
ment on Mr.. Ord's face.
"rhank you, Miss Fem; you may
go now" he said, with an effort When
the door had closed behind her trim
figure Mr.. Ord recovered his self pos
session He picked his hat out Of the
basket, placed it on his head; compared
his watch with the clock. nodded APP
proval at the hour of II and drew the
telephone receiver across the desk.
by the way, Smithers." he said gem
tally without turning his head. II
suppose If you're going to get married
youth need little more money, ehT'
II really couldn't say that I'd thought
about 1t, Mr.. Ord" said the clerk
meekly.
"lVell, just tell the cashier 10 add
another hundred to your salary %.
K. 1t. Don't mention it! Hey! Cen.
trail Give me 1850 Livingston. Hellol
Hughes & Carraway2 All, Hughes;
about that L. D. Now
Snaithers closed the door softly be-
hind him and paused in the tiny outer
once where Bessie Fem sat BEFORE
her machine staring dreamily at q
blank sheet OF paper on the roller tEhe
young man leaned over until his breath
famed her cheek Bessie" he whis-
pered, shes raised me another hum
dred. I'm sure can take care Of
your mother as well as you. VIII you
marry me soon?"
Bessie's nimble fingers raped out
three letters and an exclamation point.
and then on the fair blank sheet there
appeared a word written In purple let
tiers:
asYear'