The Washington herald., 1912-02-18

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- like silk sex-have rarely troubled your
little friend. wnberforee Casey. col
loquial correspondent. during business
hours admit I've toppled on the
austerity wagon for a lot Of Hatties in my
time. but. once I'm. on the job behind the
roll top, it's good-by. angel face!
Yep. may stalk into the Whiplashed hive
Of industry conducted by Jobbington & Co.
OF a brisk winter morning with my heart
bursting and my soles curled up about
certain little party But after I've raised the
curtain on the days work and have reefed
my cuffs above my Kelly pool muscles just
forget that anybody ever wrote an ode to
Venus.
But there's q couple OF danes UP on the
sixth floor 1 just have to notice One Of
em IL Miss sauinch. the highly cultured
stenoE who takes my dictation as If she we're
Jotting down the rawlings Of an inmate OF
the phycho ward. But she manages to keep
cool at IT,
The other IL Mrs Mifieton. Don't know
Mrs MihHeton? Neither did /. for weeks and
weeks She's business woman with an
adult B. As boss OF the, auditing depart
msnt she keeps an average collection Of ONCE
females from orEanizins a giggIs and gossip
circle. Instead. she maintains an arctic
circle, which is inhabited BY busy beavers.
or you want your own pick. beayerines.
Say. when 1 FIRST saw her stalk through
the middle aisle which divides her own mo-
tordrome from the sales division I ducked
my head and looked busy.
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Payday Dinner.
' All this glides up TO the v1ntry day when
took dare to go out to dinner with three
healthy. good tempered boys from the Ju-
nior clerk division There was Jerry Ap-
pleton, Ernest Joslin. and that new recruit
10 our plunging commercIalism from the
gentesI. sunny south. v. Jackson Forsythe.
1t was pay day and. being in sportive mood.
we went the chop suey route. It was then
that 1 opened my eyes and began TO take
lessons.
" Did you fellows make that new brunette
they've got on the auditing side? said Ernie
Joslin. " Sort OF a locker. I think. ! was
trying to get her eye this morning whenever
I thought Mrs. MIffieton wasn't looking.
Jerry Appleton admitted that he had not
been caught asleep on that bolt OF dress
goods. From the new brunette the two boys
weighed and considered other members OF
the Jobbington chorus Of merry-merTies.
1t was easy to see they had looked over the
stock. Col v. jackson Forsythe was lit
tie slower than the rest to confess what a
furious heartbreaker he was. You see. he
wasn't quite accIimated to the Jobbington
world OF two sexes struggling for wages on
the same ground floor OF equality.
"Youah nawthern girls are quite reveIa-
ton" said Mr.. Forsythe after giving his
Mississippi bayou accent the chop suey treat
ment. Although they are wage esrners,
find among them ladies Of the highest breed
ing and. in the stenographic force. some
who possess claims to culture
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Mrs. Miffleton Described.
But you want TO keep an eye out for Mrs.
Mihiston." cautioned Jerry Appleton as he
leaned across the pearl inlsid
who's Mrs. Mifieton?- inquired Col.
Forsythe.
And then Jerry and Ernie laughed and
laughed.
" Why. don't you know who Mrs. Miffieton
is?' said Jerry. you've seen that tall,
thin woman with the grayish hair and the
sharp nose and the everlasting air OF au-
thority. OF course you have. Well. that's
Mrs. Mifieton. She's head Of the auditing
and general in chief over all the
girls who work for Jobbington. Some busI-
ness woman Is Mrs. Mifieton. Been with the
firm eighteen years Old Jobbington him
self admits she knows more ABOUT the game
than he does. She rules the auditing wing
with an iron hand. but her authority doesn't
give ItseR up there, BY any means.
Just let her catch you flirting with one
of her girls! And II she finds one Of her
sweet things taking up wink Of office time
by gazing at a mere man she'll dock her as II
she'd missed punching the clock
All OF which Mr.. Forsythe thought very
and tyrannicaL
Don't you think any woman who has be-
come so overbearing and who plays such a
heavy role N the business world has been
sadly misdirected in her vocation?" said Col.
Forsythe
Now you're saying something" exclaimed
Jerry, who was being warmed up to his gravy
dish topic for dinner conversation. A
woman's place is in the home There's no
getting around that Every woman was
born 70 be a wife and mother. to look pretty.
to rock the cradle and to get the dinner.
That's her forte. What is this republic
coming a, ask you? Women are taking the
places Of men everywhere: crowding US out
at every point And not content with trying
to capture the business world. they want the
vote"
Terry on "Woman's Sphere"