The evening world., 1911-11-11
MAGGlE PEPPER
The Romance of a Mey York SbopqM
Founded on the Rose Stahl Play of the Same Name

It's blackest when n diversion was Of
fered by the appearance Of Jake Roth.
schlld. VINO, rs usual, chose iorDlddcn
hours for his visit.
Maggie regarded his approach with a
disgust that she was at no pains TO
conceal from its object.
you talk to him. Hattie" she called
Out. u simply cant stand him to-day"
Miss Murphy rose to the occasion with
mirable In their way. She pointed COM
mandingly toward tho elevator: her
words We're explicit:
Oct out.'
Jake hating In some confusion, al
lowed himself the rare luxury Of retort
to an indignity:
she said you vas to talk Wit me-
he objected. his pronunciation suffering
for an instant from choler; mot insult
me-"
Maggie. repentant Of her rudeness, in
tervened for his relief.
Il am not the one you wish to see,''
she explained. You must hunt up some
dressmaker. whoever she Is. She's the
new buyer"
Jake's face heightened. He shot forth
his GUNS suddenly. an contemplated the
splendid buttons with CONSERVATION
writ large on his face. In his way. the
man was fond OF Miss Pepper. and ne
felt a brief pan8 OF unselish sorrow for
her disappointment. The emotion wa
so unfamiliar that he gave his entire
attention to II while II lasted, half
pleased by II. half alarmed.
"oh. ! see." he said at last. "You
wasn't elected. WhatT"
NO" came the answer in a tired
voice; Il lost by n vote-the man.
ayers"
Under the impulse of sympathy. for
titled by a lively hope OF possible fnan-
cial gains for himself. Jak approached
the desk closely. and spoke in a con-
fdential whisper:
'Never you mind, Miss Pepper" lie
added n wink for emphasis. You and
I can always do a little business on the
side, you know. You can pick up u
few hundred commission. What?"
The girl regarded the jobber with con-
tempt.
II take my commission from the nous
I work. for. Any other profits can 80 &c
the Arm, for all me"
Now. that's the trouble with wom-
en-" Jake protested. throwing out his
hands in a racial gesture OF deprecia-
ton. They mis- business and them
sentiments. Pretty soon, they cut ou,
the business and then they's nothinl
hut them sentiments nothing doing
What? - Now, you just listen &c
me. on. what proilt-Jomcthing. l tel
YOU" lie whipped n pocket-caBe from
somewhere about his person. and thrus
1t open under tie girls face, IT'S the
chance OF a lifetime" he breathed. Iii,
hearing was that OF one under tremen.
dous 5 'ess. "One hundred Paquir
models! Thcy'-
The interruption came ruthlessly, II
a cold, level voice.
MI. i,othschild. you're on a bus,
wire, Wll YOU. please, hang up the re
ceiver?"
Her closing word was like the rec
r'g to a bull for this man, who hat
often been thwarted I'm fnancia
schemes by legal Interference with hi,
Affairs.
III like % hang mp all receivers-by
their toes he &. uttered; "espec!all,
the one "ho was pointed for our las
failure, Why, that there feller, h,
didn't leave enough to buy an eyenin,
paper. II was "a c-lme,"
The house-detective came TO Maggie
relief from the opportunities OF the Ia
> quaclous iohber, Her crisp air OF an
thorlty subdued the reluctant Jake, an
he took his departure At last. At ono,
= then, Mrs. Thatcher drew close to Mas
= gle at the desk, and whispered so tha
Hattie should not overhcar.
{ My dear" she said -c:.s...,, f.
saw that woman again. Just a littl
while ago. She was outside In the stree
y looking In NJ our window display"
Maggie uttered an ejaculation OF di
y may. She knew perfectly the identit
4 OF the person TO whom the DIGESTIVE r