The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1915-06-24

awhile. won't you. Betty?' laughed the
man.
She looked at him reproachfully.
You know why"
Yes" He nodded sympatheticaIly
and, patting the hand which lay on the
edge Of the desk. picked up the photo
graph The babies Betty, you're a
+ wonder What mans business could
stand such interruptions
She smiled fondIy at the photograph
and then at him. then from her desk
drew small blank book. She turned
to page headed bills Payable"
There were only two entries. and now
she made a third. The dates OF all
three were about two years apart
THAT setback in my business was
Harry" And with the tip of her pen
Gil she touched the oldest child in the
photograph. And this one was Betsy.
Today's note Is the baby. 1t has taken
me a year to catch up every time"
'No business can do without the
boss" agreed the man. THAT applies
to everything. Betty. You look busy
here"
"Oh, forgot to tell your she laugh
ed She picked up the two documents
which Edward Jones had insisted on
leaving for her consideration Her
husband read them gravely and passed
them back.
"Flattering." he smiled.
isn't itF' Her eyes frightened. They
! had seemed rather tired. of course
the consultations absurd, but Jones
would pay me a good price for an out
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"I'l pay you a better, Betty"
1.-The reason / wouldn't sell to either
Of you is that want to keep the bust
ness. I'm proud of it,
"All right" He shook hands with
her. "a bargains a bargain
A boy came in. She had rung for
him as soon as she had the check. She
Endorsed it now and put it in her bank
book and gave it to the boy.
THE nurse Is outside with the chill
dren." the boy reported as he turned
to 90.
That's so.'' Her brow contracted as
she looked at her memorandum pad. Il
gave Mary an appointment Harry
was to go to the DOCTOR
J. Harry The man was instantly
concerned. rs there anything the mat
ter with Harryf'
Hes so nervous"
The nurse came In. carrying the baby
and leading a beautiful curly haired lit
tie girl, whose face was smeared with
chocolate candy. The boy. fine, hearty
little fellow, came stomplng in and
grinned pleasantly at his father and
mother. standing with his sturdy legs
outstretched and his fists jammed I'm
his pockets.
what did the doctor sayY' asked
! Mrs. Sawyer anxiously, and the father
leaned forward to listen.
There's nothing the matter with
him." reported the nurse, with a toss
of her head and she glared vindictively
at the boy. She was n person with
wispy hair. an upturned nose and small
gray eyes and thin lips, and the lips
had a sharp downward droop at the
corners The doctor says it's temper"
Temper Mrs Sawyer half raised
In her seat. and her eyes flashed with
indignation. but the father laughed
THAT'S a matter OF training" he OBJ
served
|. dearr' called the mother
Jaw, go onF' grinned the boy.
Harry
The boy grinned engagingly.
Harry" The nurses voice. Il
rasped like a saw file, and every one
even the quiet little figure over neal
the window. WINGED. Didn't you heal
your father and mother tell you Il
come away from there?' she scream
ed, and the boy kicked at her, his fac,
; turning scarlet. his lips pouting in al
ugly square. his brows lowering vi
ciously. The curly haired little girl ros.
out OF the corner. where she had beef
contentedly playing with a discarded
typewriter ribbon, and, toddling owe
to the nurse. kicked at her with al
: her small might: then, her duty per
/ formed, she toddled back to her cor
ner.
Mary" expostulated Mrs. Sawyer II
distress, "you should not jerk the child
that way 1t only enrages him"
''He won't mind any other way, Mrs
> Sawyer" retorted the nurse. her eye
flashing angriIy. you never see tn,
! children or you'd know how bad the,
! arer"
'Ratsvr'
Great ScottY
The little girl looked up at her IA
Their with radiant smile, but as ht
r rushed toward her she scrambled Il
4 her feet and ran. holding something be
hind her back Ii was an ink bottle
, He took 1t from her. and she scream
! ed with all the strength OF her lungs
The angelic looking mite was sight Il
behold. Her face was sticky Will
brown chocolate candy. the purple
3 stains from the typewriter ribbon
: were all over her white dress, and the
}. blue ink was on her hands. She smear
e ed some OF it on her face and in hel
E curly hair as she cried.
MY. oh, myr' half moaned Mrs
Sawyer. why Is it that child IS al
ways so mussy?"
dirt just comes natural TO her, Mrs
Sawyer" confidently explained TIT
e nurse. Harreer" Her teeth cleaned
a and she made n dash for the boy.