The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1914-03-07

called out
Newton roared Blake. What
the devil does Newton want
Wellington must have got back
there" suggested Rainey.
Newton looping ia on a second
wire-On a third" called the chief
operator "Welllnl .on's story con-.
ing on four wlres,"
a thrill went through the office,
the more pronounced because ~
the long. anxious wait, and every
man neryed himself for the race
against time In getting this story
into the paper
Good old Wellington sighed
Blake. forgetting that he had been
consigning him 70 the perpetual
furnace few mimi es before.
Newton on the longdistance'"
came the cry from the next room,
and Blake hurried there.
IT'S a girl ana she wants you"
said the city editor.
"Welllngton's girll" exclaimed
Blake.
Hello said the girl; rs Il COM
lng7"
"On four wires. said the iublIsnt
Blake.
That's me-" said the girl.
proudly but ungrammatically.
What"
Il got the wires myself. and went
for the extra operators with a car
riage"
Good old wellington's girl"
commended Blake, that being his
favorite form OF commentator.
And had the typewriters
ready"
Bully old wellington's girl"
said Blake.
Don't talk like that" said the
girl sharply, "or I Won give you
the fast mail story"
What's that"
mir. Wellington said you'd want
some things for the fast mai edi-
ton that wouldn't get through In
time. He made notes Of them. com-
ing IN on the engine, mile min
ute You ought TO see him. He's
black and dirty and torn and muddy
and wet and--and-splendid."
Never mind that now"
He couldn't call you up. because
he's debating" the girl persisted.
THE pictures go by mail"
Yes. yes. know" He turned
from the telephone moment.
Two men here. quick, Take Ictes
on this by relays and write II out
on a split-second schedule" Then
10 the girl: Let her slide"
What
Give me the IA. mall story"
"Oh yes"
Reading from the notes before
her. she gave him the facts. even
supplementing them with details
that she caught as Wellington and
the others dictated 70 tyoewritsrs.
Tell Wellington 10 call me up
when his story's finished" said
Blake when her work was done.
IAN right" she replied. But
oh. Mr.. Blake,
Yes"
Il don't wan, you 70 think this
is so dreadfully improper. My
brothers here. you know"
Blake laughed. To think OF chap
tIpnluE ~ sucn n moment seemed
10 him amusing and delightfully."-
feminine. He liked the girl: she
had feminine Inconsistencies and
vagaries. but she could do things.
He told Wellington so when the
latter called him up.
Bring her back with you. he
said.
She won't come" replied Well
ington. whereat the girl. who could
hear this end OF the conversation,
gave a quick little gasp OF compre-
| hension.
Won't come" repeated Blake.
You stay there at office expense
until you get her. She's a mascot,
Won't come, Huh Don't you be-
lieye H. Why. she told me over
the telephone that she was your
girl-yours. mind you, Just remem-
Der that II she tries TO bluff you
did she really say that?" asked
Wellington joyfully. whereat the
girl tried TO think what she mad
said and remembered.
She backed into corner when
he hung up the receiver and turned
Z ward her. He followed.
Yes, yes. I'll go" she said.
weakly surrendering.
THE ENDN