The Prescott daily news., 1914-07-29
HELP FROM 4 FRIEND
 By JANE HALL.
By JANE HALL.

q VOW and declare" exclaimed the little stenographer, belligerently, I'll never let friend do anything for me again."
 Surely my many invaluable services are not to be refused henceforth!
 These people who have no regard for the rights of others ought to be just good and squelched!" declared the little stenograhper ignoring his words. They make me weary! They think your time isn't to be considered, but their time is invaluable!" She glow cred out the window.
 Mercy" exclaimed the bookkeeper. Then, shaking his head with deep con- cern, he arose and stood in front of her, intercepting her view Don't look like that" he pleaded Some one passing will see you! That would ruin the reputation of the office. They'll think we're mean to you here"
 The little stenographer sighed. The bookkeeper's remarks were in vain if he expected to provoke a retort
 Whats the matter. anyway" he in- Quired.
 Why, 1 wanted to get a coat re- lated the little stenographer, bitterly. q invited a friend to luncheon with
 me. so she'd come and help me choose the coat. Now 1 wish 1 hadn't Go on; 1 am strong and can bear it." said the bookkeeper. "I took her to a good restaurant and was just as nice to her as 1 could be- I thought from the way she talked that shed be the best sort of person to help me choose the coat We start. ed out all right, and were soon seated in chairs, with a saleswoman to show us coats.
 She brought one or two and l tried them on. but they were quite impossi-
 ble. 1 couldn't take them. Then the
 woman brought one that looked like Queen Victoria's gardening frock-I
 saw picture of it once-and l gasped
 with horror when she even suggested that I try it on. Why, I wouldn't be seen in it! My friend said it was charming and that I should try it on anyway. l could see plainly that it was anything but becoming to me The
 collar dropped over the shoulder and
 while it was artistically sloppy it didn't possess the style that makes 1t possible to wear those things. Well, between them they made me
 try that thing on, and then they sim ply insisted that l should keep 1t! Try
 as l would l couldn't get it off, First the saleswoman would tell me how wonderfully lovely 1 looked in it, and
 what joy it was to see the coat on
 some one who fitted into it. Then my friend would take up the strain and then they'd declaim in chorus, until in sheer desperation l said that I'd keep it.
 If 1t was so beautiful and l was
 simply made for it felt that perhaps for once l had a chance to stun the
 natives. I reasoned that perhaps the trouble with me heretofore had been that had never before been thrust into coat that was created for my style of beauty. l thought that per haps l should now be popular and much sought after
 That doesn't sound so sad" re-
 marked the bookkeeper
 Huh! But wait till tell you!" re- torted the little stenographer. There
 we had only an hour at noon. and luncheon took a good part of it. suppose we wasted ten minutes on my coat; then my friend said she guessed since we were looking at coats she'd
 try on few. We'll, she tried them on and tried them on, until we had reg ular wholesale house spread out around us. Then l expostulated for 1t was getting time for me to be here in the office. But she looked at me as if to say that she'd helped me pick out coat. and now l was a queer sort if I'd run away and leave her,
 Finally the saleswoman brought
 out coat that made me jump. It was just the very thing I'd been looking for. My friend sprung up in front of me.