Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1913-06-19
SONNY WAS ON JOB
BY EDNA FER5ER.


In breezed Emma McChesney. Her
quick glance rested Immediately upon
Meyers and the boy. And in that
moment some instinct prompted JOCK
McChesney to shake his head, ever
so slightly. and assume a blankness
of expression. And Emma McChes-
ney, with that shrewdness which has
made her one OF the best statesmen on
the road saw, and miraculously IN
derstood
How do, Mrs. McChesney," grin
ned Fat Ed Meyers. You see, beat
you to 1t"
80 I see" smiled Emma, cheerful
~. I was delayed Just sold a nice
little bit to watkins down the street
She seated herself across the way
and kept her eyes on that closed door.
Say, kid" Meyers began, in the
husky whisper Of the fat man, Tn
going to put you wise to something,
seeing you're new to this game. See
that lady over there?" He nodded dis
creetly in Emma McChesney's direc-
tion.
Pretty. isn't she?" said Jock, ap-
preciatively
know who she is?'
"WelI-I-she does look familiar,
but"
"Oh. come now. quit your blufing
If you'd ever met that dame you'd
remember it. Her names McChesney
Emma McChesney, and she sells I,
A Bucks featherloom petticoats.
I'll give her her dues; she's the best
little salesman on the road TIL bet
that girl could sell a RULED accordion
plated underskirt to a fat woman
who was trying to reduce. She's got
the darndest way with her. And at
that she's straight, too"
II Ed Meyers had not been gazing
so intently into his hat trying at the
same time to look cherubically benign
he might have seen a quick and pain
full scarlet sweep the face Of the boy,
coupled with a certain tense look of
the muscles around the jaw
Wei. now. look here" he went on,
still in a whisper We're both skirt
men, you and me Everything's fair
in this game. Maybe you don't know
IL. but when there's a bunch of the
boys waiting around to see the head
Of the store like this, and there hap.
pens to be lady traveller in the
crowd, why. it's considered kind Of a
professional courtesy to let the lady
have the first lookin. See?"
Il get you" answered Jock
y say, this is business, and good
manners be hanged When a woman
breaks into a mans game like this,
let her take her chances like a man.
Amt that straight"
You've said something" agreed
Jock.
Now, look here, kid When that
door opens | get up, See? And shoot
straight for the old mans office. See ?
Like a duck See? Say, I may be fat,
kid but I'm what they call light on
my feet. and when | see an order
getting away from me / can be so
feet that | have Diana looking like
old Weston doing a stretch Of muddy
country road in coast-to-coast hike.
See? Now you help me out on this
and I'll see that you don't suffer for
it. I'll stick In a good word for you,
believe me. You take the word of an
old stager like me and you won't 20
far"
The door opened simultaneously
three figures sprang into action. Jock
had the seat nearest the door. With
marvellous clumsiness he managed to
place himself in I'd Meyers path,
then Redeemed, began an apology,
stepped on both Of EDS feet jabbed
his elbow into his stomach and
dropped hts hat A second later the
door OF old Sulzbarg'5 private office
closed upon Emma McChesney's
smart, erect, confident figure.-Amer.
loan Magazine