The central record. (Lancaster, Ky.) 18??-current, 1912-06-14
The Oh-Told
Tale

The typewriter went slower and
slower. and finally ceased, as though
It hadn't.a single click left IN II.
why the reminiscent Hight In the
eyes?" inquired the Audience Of One
at the bookkeeper's desk.
"Just something / happened to see
In a window opposite" responded she
Of the clickless keys. The Audience
OF One directed its gaze at a. many
Of the windows opposite ~ It could
cover simultaneously.
mo use. They've gone now. I
! guess it's all right. but I hardly knew
whether I ought simply to giggle or
to rush across and make . rescue"
The Audience Of One stuck its red
ink pen behind one ear and listened
with the other to the story.
"Once upon q time, when the panic
was on in full force and Job was
as difficult to find as an eligible young
man In the marrying mood. hap
pened on funny experience. ] was
pretty well discouraged. but one morn
ing L saw an advertisement In the
paper that filled me with fond, wild
hope. Highly educated. young lady
wanted It ran, of. attractive appear
ance, rapid, accurate stenographer,
tactful and willing to do little out
side work. Good salary and psrma-
nent position to right party or words
to that effect.
Il spent 80 cents having my hair
waved and rs cents, for. Q facial mas
sage, borrowed my sisters best gloves
without her kind permission, and, II
l do say 1t myself. really, didn't look
30 bad
1T was in that grand, big building
opposite when It was hrst put up. and
the windows looked right out on Trim
ity Chapel.
There were three other girls wait
ing outside the railing, but when I
sized them up knew right away they
had NO chance with me; for the, Mar.
eel was extra good and my shirtwaist
was straight from the laundry.
when my turn came l. hadn't sat
in the chair of judgment half q minute
before knew had walked away with
the job.
Il had been there only few days
when saw plainly that there was
mighty little work to be done except
to listen to the 1ovial boss tell the
but rather lurid, with too many high
lights. I also observed a curious
phenomenon. In the morning he was
very quiet, very dignifled, very busi-
ness like In his manner. Toward
noon he began to grow cordial, and
in the afternoon about three o'clock
he became extremely sociable, reminis-
cent and not altogether distinct in. his
speech. At Eve. when I was supposed
to 90 home. he waxed highly senti-
mental, verging upon the melodra-
matte, but wholly unintelligibls.
II sadly determined that after sal
AIRY day, when I would at least have
the price Of q pair of shoes. and bar
gain haiti the lendlady wasn't too
pressing-I should. like Bridget
O'Rorke, give notice. Meantime. how
ever, things assumed q more exciting
aspect. One afternoon the door opened
with Q flourish and half ton of bright
red roses entered, moving toward me
| across the room. On looking closely
I saw my romantic employer was act.
ing a. the motive power. almost COM
plerely concealed by the masses Of
bloom. My lap. my typewriter. the
chair and Q good part Of the hoor, all
| were inundated by the tidal wave Of
roses. and In the middle distance stood
the gallant gentleman, somewhat un-
steadily. his face . perfect match for
the flowers, and pride and triumph
beaming from his eyes.
"'Thash only the beginning" he an
nounced. with deprecating glance at
the tidal wave. Z can shpen money
like Alike IA drunken shailor,
m'dear. Got sh-sh-shix thous'd dol
larsh. over. there in that shafe. You
ON have 1t. You can have anything
Jack Wayburn's Gotl Come over here
to thish window. There! Look out
winder. Shee church over thereY
Thash Trinity church. sure's my
names Jack wayburn, I'm going to
take you over TO- that church an we'll
do the thing up proper. Nebody'u
have anything on ush. All r.. II
you won't come today. you'll come &.
morrsr."
II was 70 scared that don't know
how ! ever got home. but did and
had to send him note the next day
instead of coming to his beautiful Of
Zee any more. But, oh, I had to. 60
without the shoes after all. And the
hat. And the landlady began to get
sarcastic. But I soon got this Job.
and I'll hold onto 1t until It's time
for me to 80 into the Old Ladder
Home"
The Audience Of One took down the
red Ink pen from behind it, ear.
reached for the ledger and sighed.
"You poor little girls do have kind OF
hard road to travel sometimes. don't
you! But what did you see In the
window Just nowf"
'Oh,' that's the funny part. ] Just
Casually glanced over ct those win
dows. wondering II the Dashing De.
tectiye still had his o1hees there. when
what DO you suppose! There he was
In the window, with Q scared-loolziny
girl by the wrist. He was pointing
over at the spire Of Trinity. The clock
said three. Just the time he always
got sentimental. knew exactly what
no was saying. / could almost smell
the roses. Really. didn't know whsth.
or to laugh or to, dash madly into ths-
building and rescue the scared-looking
girl from gallant Jack WAyburu,
whose word was 90 good 90 his bouAi"