The Lexington dispatch. [volume] (Lexington, South Carolina) 1870-1917, 1912-07-03
HE IS ENSLAVED By BEAUTY.
Sarah's WiIes Separate Him From His
Salary, but She Laughs at His Dec
Iaration Of His Passion-6roodins
Over His WronoS.

races. He may smoke cigarettes. He
may shoot craps. He may take
whi-l in a bucket shop, and there is
still chance to hold his job and be-
come statesman as the years roll on,
but when he surrenders himself to the
charms Of Cupid he is goner, and you
can never even make lawyer Of him.
When I came to work in the sky
scraper Mr.. Rasher, the agent, sat
down and patted me on the head and
said:
"sammis, am told that you are the
son of a widow and a good boy"
eyes, sir; am" replied.
"You have set out to pay gigantic
mortgage on the family estates and be-
come president of the United States?"
81 have, sir"
"You will put in twelve hours per
day at 81 per week and keep your eyes
peeled in the interest Of this syndi-
cate?"
81 will, sir" I bravely answered.
"Then I have but one thing more to
say. There are good looking girls in
this building, Sammis. There are no
less than ten typewriters who are as
handsome as Mary Anderson and as
lovable as Lillian Russell. Don't fall
in love with any Of them. Don't let
your young heart get up any pit-pat
business. To fall in love at your age
would ruin your future prospects
and bring the blight of despair to your
fond mothers heart 1t might also
snap the cables Of the elevator. Take
no chances, Sammis. Treat them with
courtesy and respect, but let your de-
meanor be cold and reserved"
Establishments Resisted.
realized that Mr.. Rasher was ad-
vising me for my own good, and de-
termined that he should have no oc-
casion to find fault with me. Many sly
attempts were made to capture my
young heart, but nobly resisted them.
In time 1 was known as "Cold Storage
Sammis," and many man patted me
on the shoulder and said:
s'Boy, would that had your strength
Of will to resist the soft smiles Of
black eyed typewriter with peachy
cheeks"
But fate was lying in wait for me,
and I knew it not. One day young
woman named Sarah appeared in the
Office Of the tar and rosin syndicate
as typewriter, and when she had MADE
her first trip in my elevator l knew
that was lost boy. She had waVy
hair and teeth Of gold, and her smile
was as gentle as powdered sugar. AS
the elevator wabbled upward I turned
pale and red, and felt shaky in the
knees. Sarah noticed my confusion
and, laying her hand on my arm, she
softly whispered:
"Sammis. dote on fresh roasted
peanuts. 1 believe I could eat peck
of them"
That was sufficient for me. All
thoughts Of that gigantic mortgage teA
away. ana within an hour 4 large ana
generous haG of pc:;HGtS rested at be"
right hard rs she worked the keys
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