Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1912-01-04
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(cepyrissh.t. so11. by seeeias,d Literary Prs.s)
y Sorry itos bother q yous Miss SILL
said the managing editor in the cheer.
full tone, Of fone who has simply to
I make his wants known to have them
dlled. but there isn't man free.
u You know It's just out that young
James FloydJames, whose uncle cut
him of without q penny because he
wouldn't play the society game but
insisted on beginning at the bottom
and working his way up, has been
made general manager of the B. T. &
8. Railway. Do you see ?"
oh, come now" coaxed the manag-
Ing editor. You're as shy as my
daughter Molly, But told you; there's
not q man free who could handle the
interview. You know what l want.
You can do It,. Go down and see the
man. Get 2 good story. I'm no end
sorry to ask you, Miss Sill but what
can do? Cant 60 myself, and can't
60 to press without the story 5..
Melita walked slowly back to her
own room. She would go, Of course
There was nothing else to do when
the big managing editor said "go."
but just hate to interview PEG.
pie" muttered Melita. TT makes me
feel so--well, so like the way used
70 feel when forgot my penny at
Sunday school or ate my soup with
the r7rong spoon and then had to eat
my pudding with my soup spoon just
uncomfortable and out of it and hor.
rid. Oh, bother!"
Melita worked on the woman's page.
She liked the work, and she liked the
ONCE, and she liked, above all, the
kind. fatherly managing editor. But
several times, in connection with her
work, she had gone to interview prom
lnent women, and, fortunately as she
thought, she had made a success of
these interviews. So when the editor
was rushed with work, and all the re.
porters We're busy and there was &
special interview to be made, he some.
times called Melita to do it.
You make better thing Of it than
those silly young subs" he would say,
to pacify her.
1t was painful for Melita to ask
anyone for an interview. 1t seemed to
her the height Of impertinence for
her-inexperienced, plodding, little
Melita Sill-to den. Ind of some leader
in tho world of c,,Nroro &ho a,%. 80
her BIRTH and how she did her hair,
or some leader in the world of poll.
tics what he liked best to eat and
whether or not he had ever been in
love. And she would dig her nails
into her palms and hide behind the
elevator shaft sometimes for Ave min.
utes before she could gain courage to
open the forbidding door of the office
OF the great man or woman to be
talked to
Worrying about the corning inter.
view drove all tho -ghtE of the pleas.
use she had been looking forward to
having at the dinner party that nigh,
from Melita's mind. And it was a
nervous and uncomfortable, though
determined young woman who, at 4
o'clock, walked into the office OF the
B. T. & S. Railway 35S3 2fzs
I'm from the Morning Ledger"
said Melita sternly to the Office boy
i should like to see Mr.. Floyd
James, If you please
What for?" demanded the boy.
TO ask him for ! r-atement fo1
the Ledger" -: *
Well. l don't think he'll see you;
but you can sit down if you like while
] tell him you're here"
Melita sank rigid On the nearest
chair, and watched the boy disappear
through door that was marked 'Pri
vate; General Manager
Won't see you," said the boy,
emerging from the same door mo,
ment later
Melita rose. Its verJ important. Z
she said Please tell him So.
No use said the boy, but will
if you want
He went again IL the door and held
it open while he repeated Melita's
message. She saw the back of a tall.
stopped figure seated before huge
/ desk, piled with litter Of papers.
| books, maps and charts
she says !" began William
| bravely a s
| Get out OF here, William," came
the voice of the man at the desk peev.
ishly