The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1914-04-02
Mr.. DENTS CALLER.
BY Olive Roberts Barton.
Copyright, 1914, by the Mcclure News
paper Syndicate,)

copyright, 1914, Dy the mcclure NEWS
paper Syndicate.)
The double ROY, of statesmen In the ante
room OF the private office changed express
sion when the door opened with a jerk and
Smith emerged red and furious with a
sample case in each hand. Evidently
Julius Dent, OF the firm of John Dent &
Sons, was not in a gracious mood.
a young woman who had come in a
few minutes before and deposited her bag
at her feet was favored now with com
miserating smiles instead of the envious
scowls which had greeted her. Her turn
was next, according to the unwritten law
among commercial travellers. It was q
Dent were cross, let her take what was
coming; Perhaps her siren smiles would
coax hin into a better humor
good days, tina is, days that he had re-
tired before 4 a. M, would nave announced
the new arrival behind his hand thus, "A
Dent would ave pulled his tie straight.
perked down his waistcoat, slicked over
his well barbered hair. and let fall the
mask OF bGsiness-like severity he always
annexed. when dealing with gentlemen on
the road.
four and half hours old before Mr.. julius
had turned out the hall light at home,
Dick knew better than to murrnur behind
his hand, and Mr.. Dent was not DESTROYS
OF maxim an impression on any one.
The boy held the door open respectfully
with "A lady to see you. sir" and the
oS Slio QoSh, WIFI his lGeC
propped thereon. .yawned twice before he
turned languidly to inspect the newcomer.
ma rhsy m asess lem . up too much he re.
they send a mann If I could just swear
hard at some one for about an hour and
q quarter ia feel better. That's the next
He slowly removed his feet from the
desk, but not his hands from his pockets.
The lady flushed painfully. No
thanks" she answered in much the same
tone. Il shall only be here a minute. IN
Great governor! Only here a minute!
Did this butterfly think that all she had
to do was to futter a notebook, open her
picked things out? She was probably SELL
ing perfumes, or near-gold jewelry. Well,
he would show this green young agent a
thing or two about selling goods. He
would take some of her precious time and
never mind about the order. 1t rather
pleased him, to think OF the weary souls
No, Mr.. Dent had never stuck pins
through caterpillers when he was a boy
that was all.
..sit down" he interrupted sternly.
The girl sat down, astonished.
"Eass hsSs you What sst5, e Se gsu her mes sa' :;
Then woman,g Intuition swiftly enlight7
s saye nd aiffere emf things things. Thse re! Some
| candy, and,
Let me see It'll"
L & III ISil OH ieT4h IcCS ana oT0WH
q two pound box of chocolates, unopened.
She handed 1t to MIR. Dent. who took 1t.
looked it over, noted the name OF the
manufacturer, and handed 1t back.
I'VE can't sell this-too high priced.
Anything else? Is this q sid line or your
regular stuff"
SYou might call it a side line," medi-
tatively, because / don't eat much choco-
late. It upsets ME ~dreadfully. No, II
isn't my regular stuff. Anything else
you asked. Why. yes! I have a few
clothes, and some toilet things, q couple
OF magazines, curling irons, and a little
eiderdown slumber pillow I forgot to pu'
In my trunk"
Mr.. Dent had turned away and wal gax-
ing tntently out Of the window ct the sky.
line Tho red which had mounted to hit
face was plainly visible also over the tor
Of his collar In back.
aTf there In nothing moro you wish te
know about my luggage, she said Will
gravity that belied the twinkle in hel
eye, II believe I will GO. Oh, I forgot t.
tell you that In my handbag I have foru
handkerchiefs, q vanity case, SIS and som,
cents, & buckeye I found this morning OF
the street, can never resist picking then
up-and2
He sprang to his feet. Please stop
he cried. II confess I have made q fright
You see I tnistook you for.
IDLY. Don't Peel badly. please. I thinl
I'd better be going now"
"Rut wont you tell me what you cam,