The Climax-Madisonian. (Richmond, Madison County, Ky.) 1914-1917, 1915-04-28

into the hall, where he telephoned to a
vivacious brunette in her ornately dec
Grated rooms and then to a man with
thick lidded eyes and a round head, on
which the short hair bristled.
In the Office of Elizabeth Sawyer the
tall, good looking man sat down. with
a smile. Neither he nor his wife no
ticed or thought of the quiet little fig
ure in the corner.
well, Betty, what can do for your"
asked Sawyer cordially.
Loan me some money, Harry"
I'D rather give it to you," he said.
II couldn't think Of it, Mrs. Sawyer
reached in her desk for a block of note
blanks. 81 shall need $1,000 if you can
spare it"
Certainly
They both wrote at once, sitting side
by side at the desk, he a check to his
wife and she a thirty day note to her
husband
you will get In trouble once In
awhile. won't you, BettyT' laughed the
man.
She looked at him reproachfully.
"You know why"
yes" He nodded sympathetically
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 fondly at the photograph
and then at him. then from her desk
drew a small blank book She turned
to q 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
ell she touched the oldest child in the
photograph. And this one was Betsy.
Today's note is the baby. 1t has taken
me year to catch up every time"
mo 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 it?' Her eyes frightened. They
had seemed rather tired. "Of course
the consultations absurd, but Jones
would pay me good price for am out
right sale" And she pointed to the
line left blank.
"I'll pay you better, Betty"
'The reason 1 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 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.
1.-THE nurse is outside with the chill
dren," the boy reported as he turned
to go.
That's So" Her brow contracted as
she looked at her memorandum pad. 81
gave Mary an appointment Harry
was to go to the DOCTOR"
"Harryr' The man was instantly
concerned. els there anything the mat
ter with Harry?"
Hes SO nervous"
The nurse camei in. carrying the baby
and leading beautiful curly haired lit
tie girl, whose face was smeared with
chocolate candy. The boy, fine, hearty
little fellow, came stomping In and
grinned pleasantly at his father and
mother, standing with his sturdy legs
outstretched and his fists jammed In
his pockets.
what did the doctor sayT' 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 a person with
wispy hair. an upturned nose and small
gray eyes and thin lips, and the lips
had sharp downward droop at the
corners. 1.-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 matter of training" he OBJ
served.
"Harry, come away from there
dearr' called the mother.
Jaw, go onT' grinned the boy.
Harry
The boy grinned engagingly.
Harry The nurses voice. II
rasped like a saw file, and every one
even the quiet little figure over near
the window, WINGED. Didn't you hear
your father and mother tell you to
come away from there?" she scream.
ed, and the boy kicked at her, his face
turning scarlet, his lips pouting In an
ugly square, his brows lowering vi
ciously. The curly haired little girl rose
out Of the corner, where she had beer
contentedly playing with a discarded
typewriter ribbon, and. toddling oveI
to the nurse. kicked at her with all
her small might; then. her duty per.
formed, she toddled back to her cor.
ner.
MARY" expostulated Mrs. Sawyer In
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 eyes
flashing angrily. You never see the
children or you'd know how bad they
arer'
"Betsyw
"Great ScottI"
The little girl looked up at her IA.
Their with a radiant smile, but as be
rushed toward her she scrambled to
her feet and ran. holding something be-
hind her back 1t was an ink bottle
He took it from her, and she scream
ed with all the strength of her lungs.
The angelic looking mite was sight to