The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1914-04-02
Mr.. DENTS CALLER.
BY Olive Roberts Barton.


Copyright, 1914, by the Mcclure News
APE Syndicate.)
The double row Of statesmen In tho ante
room Of the private office changed express
sion when the door opened with a jerk and
Smith emerged red and furious with q
sample case in each hand. Evidently
Julius Dent, of the firm OF John Dent 81
sons, was not In a gracious mood.
A young woman who had come In q
few minutes before and deposited her bag
at her feet was favored now with COM
miserating smiles instead of h envious
seowis which had greeted her: Her turn IN
among commercial travellers, IT was o
case Of ladies first. So be II. II Julius
Dent were cross, let her take what was
coming. Perhaps her siren smiles would
coax him into q better humor.
Dick, the office boy. on Julius DENTS
good days, that IL. days that he had re.
tlssG n sSfT srr1 I a M psb T9ui a. have SSSS tS1a "%
pippin to see you, SIR" Upon which Mr..
Dent would have pulled his tie straight,
perked down his waistcoat, slicked over
his well baTbered hair. and let fall the
mask Of business-like severity he always
the road.
four and half hourB old before Mr.. Julius
had turned out the hall light at home,
Dick knew better han to murmur behind
his hand. and Mr.. Dent was not DESTROYS
Va AAIAAAAA III lAAR O61Aga VII lilly Jig
The boy held the door open respectfully
with, "A lady to see you SIR" n the
gentleman at the desk, with his feet
p TpppS o theTsSn' y yaw Tnes twice Vic before he
They dress EN- up too much" he re.
marked mentally. why in thunder can
they send a mani II / could Just swear
a quarter ia feel better. That's the next
best him to going to bed. But"
desk but not his hands from his pockets
The lady flushed painfully. mo,
thanks" she answered in much the same
tone. II shall only be here a minute. III
Great governor! Only here q minute
Did this butterfly think that all she had
to do was to tiutter a notebook, open hel
plefed tS Shd W outr d sSe w fns p SrSsrs as se Il:
ing perfumes. or near-gold Jewelry. Wen
he would show this green young agent q
thing, or two about selling. goods, H,
never mind about the order. It rather
pleased him to hin OF the weary souls
waiting In the anteroom, too.
No, Mr.. Dent q never stuck PIN
through caterplllers when he was a DO!
Just to see them wiggle. He needed sleep
that was all.
.'sit down" he interrupted sternly.
The girl sat down, astonished.
What have you gotT" cycling her grip
Then woman'S' intuition swiftly enlight
ened her. "OhI we'll" thOughtfully; I"
have different things. There's som
candy, and"
Let me see It'll"
She fell on her knees and drew fort
q two pound box Of chocolates. unopened
She handed It to Mr.. Dent, who took II
looked 1t over, noted the name Of I h
manufacturer. and handed It back.
I'VE can't sell this-too high priced
Anything else? Is this a side line or you
regular Btufff"
"You might can It a side line" med!
tativelya because I don't eat much chocG
isn't my regular stuff, Anything else
you asked. Why, yesl have q fe,
clothes, n some toilet things. q coupl
OF magazines. curling irons, n a lfttl
eiderdown slumber pillow I forgot to pt
Mr.. Dent had turned away ana was ga,
ing intently out Of the window at the skJ
n Tho REQ which had mounted TO hi
face was plainly visible also over the TO
OF his collar In back. ..'
"Tf there 10 nothing more o wish I
know about my luggage" she said wit
gravity that 6elied the twinkle in h
= eye. II believe I win go. oh, I forgot I
tell you that In my handbag I have fot
= handkerchiefs, q vanity case, NS and SON
cents, q buckeye I found this morning Q
hes street, can never resist picking the
up-and~' uu
: He sprang TO his feet. please stop
he cried. II confess I have made q fngh
. full m~istake-but IL 10 about all ] can d
You see I mistook you for
\ "Oh, that's MI right" she replied am
E ably. Don't feel badly, please. ! thir
I'd better be going now"
"Rut won't you TAN me what yOu can