The Washington times., 1915-12-08
Continued from Yesterday

IX. b
The office OF the Pushman Kitchen
Utensil Company was a revelation when
the cautious G. w. Slookum paid that
thriving establishment visit. Express
wagons were being loaded n,sh with
cases Of egg-beaters: there was fresh
coat Of paint on the front, and at the
windows were lace curtains and new
shades with tassels. Slookum saw all
this from across the street, loanng non
chalantly in the shade OF the hallway
OF a family saloon; watched 1t patiently
until he saw J. Rufus Wallingford ana
young Pushman go out for lunch. Then
Mr., SIookum hurried over and entered
the office. New desks. new chairs, new
railings; at a high desk. Keeping the
books, a handsome blue-ered Young
lady, and at the typewriter. working in
dustriousy from the moment he had
| started to cross the street, handsome
brown-eyed young lady. On the desk OF
| the blue-eyed one a tall vase OF chrys-
nnthemums, and Immediately adjoining
| her another tall desk labeled "Mr.
Pushman." Near the typewriter was a
large desk, labeled mfr. Wallingford,"
and OF her table was a bowl Of sweet
heart roses.
| "Mr. Pushman in?" asked Mr.. Slook.
um, his little eyes narrowing .r,
| Ing, but Violet looked around at him
mo. .ir," she said. He has gone
| to lunch"
"Too bad" Slookum rubbed his
| hands together, and beamed paternai
| ly on the blue-eyed one. The brown
| eyed one turned to him at that mo
ment, and he beamed at her also. MT
! Pushman wanted me to come around
and look at the books. He wants 'o
sell me some stock
Violet looked at him with wide eyes
| for a moment, then turned to Fanny
with a troubled brow. ;.
do you suppose it would be al
rIRht. Fanny" she inquired, suppress
! Ing the triumphant sparkle in hei
II don't know" hesitated Fanny
I'm. afraid Mr.. Wallingford Nigh
not like it,"
hastily assured them. You Just wait,
Beaming on them archly. he slowl,
reached hand in each coat pocket
and az slowly withdrew them: In hi
| right hand he held a bedraggled LITTLE
bunch of geraniums aud in the othc'
a soiled bag of peppermints. He pre-
sented the geraniums TO Violet ant
the peppermints TO Fanny. Now,
guess you two purity young ladie
VIII run out and take a little walk
| and let me take care Of the Office
They hesitated. They glanced a
each other dubiously. Then. overcome
by the flatterinK attentions OF G. W
| Slookum, they escaped his fatherl,
pats on the shoulder. and went ou
| through the factory door. and gigglet
themselves half sick; while @. W
Slookum plunged feverishly into th
office books. Guess he knew how
20 handle the ladies', by lingo!
Young Pushman hurried into tn
apartments of j. Rufus Wallingfor'
in the Hotel Dingle. slammed his der
by on the table. dropped a bag on TIL
floor. pumped himself into the bi
chair. threw back his head and laugh
ed and laughed and laughed.
well. We're clean" he eXulted. an
opening the bag. began to draw ou
packages of money and toss them o
the table.
NO stock left" he surmised.
| Not a share! Old Slookum couldn
get down to me quick enough to bea
Blackie Daw to it. and he took the er
tire fifty-fve I'd held back for hin
Old Slookum was the cautious part.
Yesterday morning he telegraphed you
man, Pollet. and sskeI n the egg -beate
market still looked good"
Certainly corroborated Wal!ips
forl> "Pollet wired me. and I wire
PollS 10 offer three thousand dollar:
worth"
They'll have to be new goods.
grinned B!ackio Daw. fondling tn
shipped Pushman's original thousan
dollars worth of cgg-beatcrs to Pat
Pollet and back twenty-four tines
chuckled Wallingford. However, III
dividend We declared just before w