New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1915-02-24

explained the posting into small blank
books Of many memorandum slips.
Each slip contained the name Of wo-
man and sum of money. There were
no slips for men. but there were index
cards about men. June puzzled as to
what sort Of business this might be-
The page girl swished in with one Of
the memorandum slips. The yellow
head. whose face was puffy and more
highly colored than was wholesome,
took the slip. looked at the name ON 1t.
frowned. shook her head and went out
with the giri.. She entered the salon
and stood surveying the scene with
cold abstraction. Around long table
sat the women whom June had seen.
They all had cards in front of them
and stacks OF playing chips. and raw
Doned woman sitting on a higher chair
than the rest was dealing. The yellow
haired woman fixed her attention on
the gambler next to the dealer She
was n fluffy blond with feverisb gilt
ter In her eyes. and she was bent 50 in
tentiy upon the fall of the cards that
she did not notice the door open and
close.
Poor June! She glanced about her
with growing repugnance. She was
abjectly miserable. and suddenly she
was sobbing.
Ned. Why had she. run away from
him:
In the gambling room the fluffy blond
who had played so feverishy staked
and lost the last chip in front OF her.
She turned impatiently to look for the
page girl. She met instead the cold,
hard eye of the yellow haired woman.
WHO quietly motioned her. The player
rose reluctantly. and fright came into
her face as she followed into the hall
and to the little office where June had
been installed.
"You've reached the limit. Mrs. Per
ry.' announced the yellow haired wo-
man. turning on the unlucky one sharp
~ as she closed the door. Here Is the
l. .. u. Belle brought to me. have
not o. X it."
Its only for $50" faltered Mrs.
Perry
~ wouldn't o. X. it for SO cents"
snapped the other. Nov. l want &C.
ton You'll telephone yonr husband
from this ROOM
mo. no!' The woman wrung her
hands "lll talk to him tonight!
Il Know that game" she scorned.
and from June's desk she took an IN
dex card
Eight .o-eight-o Garden she told
the new secretary. ASK for Mr.. Per
ry. and say that his wife wishes to
speak with him."
mol" cried Mrs. Perry Historically.
and reached over June's shoulder to
take the phone. The new secretary
had made no move toward the phone.
She was staring at the yellow haired
woman in establishment That deter
mined person was not one to wrangle
in emergencies. She snatched up the
phone herself and called the number
"You women think I'm mark" she
scornfully stated to Mrs. Perry while
she waited. You'd sting me for
thousand dollars rather than sting your
husband for it. See this card?" She held
it out. 1t contained the name of Jackson
W. Perry. his business address. his home
address. his financial rating. probable
income. clubs and telephone numbers.
And the unfortunate Mrs. Perry seem
ed to shrink into hopeless despair as
she realized the implacabe organiza-
ton against which she had pitted her
self. Mr.. Perry. please" The yellow
haired woman's voice had undergone
ii complete change. 1t was very pleas
ant OF infection. though it rasped.
His wife wishes to speak with him."
She handed over the telephone. and
June, seeing Mrs. Perry's unsteadiness.
man her chair. The yellow haired one
walked calmly over to her own desk and
took up the extension phone.
June looked at her hat and coat. She
seemed quite bewildered She could
not quite understand what this was ali
about. but she did know that it was
all unpleasant and heartless and de
grading She was starting to go when
something on Mrs. Perry's face touch
ed her sympathies and held her.
"Yes, it's Gwen" trembled Mrs Per.
~. her nervous fingers clutching des-
perateIy to keep the quaver from her
voice IL hope haven't interrupt.
ed anything important
Not very" The mans voice could
be heard distinctly outside the phone
"Jack"-the voice was full of plead
ing-"I-l have to have some money"
The frown Of the yellow haired wo-
man dpepened as she listened to the
mans reply.
II know it's week before my allow
ance is due" urged Mrs. Perry. and
now she turned her eyes imploringly
toward the stony. yellow haired one
But just must have it: Eight hun
; dred dollars!"
The mans voice doomed an incredn
lous exclamation over the wire; then