The Prescott daily news., 1913-01-20
STRAIN OF BUSINESS
By EDNA kOPP

BeIleVe me, said Miss Pearlle Fat tershall as she deftly readjusted the net over her perfectly coiffed golden head, T have some sympathy these days for the poor, overworked busi- ness man! By observing things daily in this office and occasionally taking side glances about through the build ing, 1t has been gradually borne in upon me that something should be done to relieve the frightful strain un, der which the business man suffers.
 'ln winter 1t isn't so bad All he has to do then is to get down to his desk at s o'clock, dictate a couple of hundred letters, close several deals with wealthy old skinhints, who nail down every dollar they own and dare him to get it away from them, put off six fierce men who want to collect several thousand dollars worth of bills and generally wrestle with the office force. But these warm days, it is different. Honestly, sometimes my heart aches for MT. Pye and Mir Diggins! It's a wonder to me that tlCll IdIilllCo lC WlllllS IO SO away for weeks at time and leave poor father to slave alone in his misery.
 T know what the women do before they go away" went on Miss Fatter- shall. They have all the heavy fur niture put into rosebud cretonne slips and the shades pulled down so the rooms are always dim and cool. Mir Pye sleeps till o'clock or so, because the house is so still, and then he doesn't have to wait for any one to get out of the bathroom. He splashes and slaves at his leisure and makes all the mess he chooses by throwing clothes around, because the woman who comes in daily to take care of his bedroom and bath doesn't dare scold him for 1t as Mrs. Pye would do. Then he saunters out, looking like freshly pressed millionaire, and has poor some hotel-one of those melons on ice. French omelet and Turkish cof- fee breakfasts where you tip the walt CT s1 for $1.50 feed. Then gets to the office about II o'clock wearing pale and troubled look.
 "'Good morning!' says MT. Pye gen. erally He gazes at us gently, as if he were due to die in five minutes or so and wanted to leave good impression. Good morning! I hope everybody is feeling well-Tm all in myself. This having no home and trailing all over town for breakfast takes it out of a man; takes it out! Yet won't com plain. because I don't want to deny my family. What! The thermome- ter at 76? This heat is grillingl
 "Then he fades away into his pri- vate office and sits down where two electric fans beat upon his fevered brow. Five minutes later, when tim idly approach with three letters in my hands, he removes his feet from the desk. shakes his newspaper and frowns. Miss FattershaiI,' he says to me in languid voice. I suppose these are absolutely necessary, so that you aren't disturbing me uselessly. Oh, well, give them herel'
 "He looks them over and writes yes or no on the backs and tells me to use my own judgment and answer them myself.
 "Then another overworked man calls him on the phone and wants him to play golf tomorrow. MT. Pye frowns and says he Is badly rushed with busi- ness, but if 1t Is a possible thing he'll try and join him. But it's always business first, my boy!' he reminds his friend.
 After that he drqgs himself over to the club for lunch. This is another flossy repast, all rufled up with pars- ley and everything iced and with fat cigars after 1t. He beats 1t back to the office about two o'clock and tells the head clerk not to bother him about such a trifie as $15,O0O order-what on earth is he hired for but to attend to such insignificant items?
 "At this point another slave enters, attired in a gray suit that Is so per feet you don't believe 1t Is real and wearing on his head 8 panama hat that set him back about $50. 'Pye. old