The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1912-07-12
The Oh-Told
,gE'ih
Tale

II hadn't single click left In II.
why the reminiscent light In the
eyesr inquired the Audience OF One
1t the bookkeeper's desk.
'JNst something / happened to see
In Q window opposite" responded she
OF the clickless keys. The Audience
OF One, directed Its guze at as many
Of the windows opposite as 1t could
cover simultaneously t1s35 W. .,s,
mo suse.a They've gone now.
gucas itb all right, but ] hardly knew
whether I ought simply to. glggie or
to- rush across and make arsseue.""
The Audiences Of One stuck IT'S red
ink pen behind ono ear and listened
with the other to the story ga zais4
Once upon Q time, when the panic
was on In full force and q Job was
as dimoult to and as an eligible young
mar IN the marrying mood ! hap
pened on funny experience. was
pretty well discouraged but one morn
ing saw anshdyertisement in the
paper that filled me with a fond, wild
hope! Highly educated6iyoungt lady
wanted II ran, 'of eattra ctiyeo appear
ancs, rapid, accurate sstenographer,
tactful and willing tosdo little out
stdeS work. Good salary and, perma-
nent position to right party or words
to'that- sfIect. s.aD 1apss tiii 4euaoro =
3"T spent 80 cents having my hair
waved and rs cents for facial mas
sage, borrowed my sisters best gloves
without her kind permission. and, II
LOO say It myself. really didn't look
so bad. o.. -, .-.
TT was in that grand big building
opposite when 1t was first put up, and
the windows looked right out on Trim
ity Chapel. -r"
There were three other girls wait
ing outside the railing, but when l
sized them up I 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 minute
before knew had walked away with
the Job.
5 81 had been there only a few days
when I saw plainly that there was
mighty little work to be done except
to listen to the jovial boss tell the
story ofs his life. It was interesting,
but rather lurid, with too many high
lights. n also observed curious
phenomenon. In the morning he was
very quiet, very dignified. 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 hve, when I was supposed
to 90 home, he waxed highly senti-
mental, verging upon the melodra.
matte. but wholly unintellisible.
~ sadly determined that after sal
Arg day. when I would at least have
ths)price OF pair Of shoes. and q bar.
gain hat-if the landlady. wasn't too
pressins-I should,sB like. ,, Bridget
O'Rorke. give notice. Meantime, how
ever. things assumed more exciting
aspect. One afternoon, ths door opened
with flourish Andrhalf y ton Of bright 4
red roses enteTeds moving, toward, me
across the room. On looking closely
saw my romantic employer was act |
ing az the motiye power, almost com
pletely, concealed by. the masses or |
blooms Ny lap mystypewriters the
chair and good part Of the moor, 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. I can shpen money
like alike IA drunken shailor,
m'dear, Got sh-sh-shix thous'd dol
larsh over there In that shafe. You
en- have 1t. You can have anything
Jack Wayburn's got! Come over here
to thish window. There! Look out
winder. Shee church over there?
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. Nobody'll
have anything on ush. All RI. II
you won't come today, you'll come t.
to1
II was 30 scared that l don't know
how I ever got home, but i did and
had to send him note the next day
instead OF coming to his beautiful Of
fice any more. But. oh, / had to go
without the shoes after all. And the
hat And the landlady began to get
sarcastic. But | soon got this job,
and I'll hold onto 1t until it's time
for me to 60 into the Old Ladies'
Home"
The Audience of One took down the
red Ink pen from behind its ear,
reached for the ledger and sighed.
"You poor little girls do have kind OF
a hard road to travel sometimes, don't
you? But what did you see in the
window Just now?"
"Oh, that's the funny part. I just
casually glanced over at those win
dows, wondering II the Dashing De
tectiye still had his offices there, when
what do you suppose! There he was
In the window, with scared-looking