Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1915-06-19
CHAPTER /.

vunCtual 10 ING SSSS1N'
r0locked the door marked Hall Boni-
..sI,s photographer" and
walked into the Office.
The large light room was vacant.
rlodie shook her head in sorrowtul dis
n commitment at her employers tardi-
ness and shrugged her shoulders. "Oh,
dsarl" she muttered impatiently. Just
v,bat expected" Then, with shake
n If her head as one who says, ut must
n he do5el" she walked in and listened
81 outside Hall Bonistelle's bedroom 6oor
For A moment she stood poised, awk-
xard)v graceful-or rather gracefully
awkward. perhaps, so quaint, so orig
81 .naI was her attitude. She knocked
with irmness. The summons was per-
emptory, yet it had the secret indul-
e .sncs Of a doting mother for her only
child. The only answer was not un-
musical baritone growl.
She banged IN the door again. This
time she really meant it. Mr.. Boni-
stere you must get up Immediately
come on nowl"
wait--then the unwilling reply,
AL right"
Flodie walked back to the office,
frowning, and sat down at her desk. A
leaf from the calendar pad was ripped
of. the desk top was busted with a
cloth; then she stopped suddenly. The
elevator door had banged.
Almost Immediately there entered
to her the sad young janitor, Mr.. AL
fred Smallish. He gave a pathetic
hopeless look at Flodie and hung at
anchor in the doorway, meekly.
Morning, Miss Fisher" he said, and
grnned
Flodie gave a glance at him, casual
ly, then gazed with more interest.
Pale blue eyes, large Roman nose,
yideopen ears and a quivering mouth
had Alfred His chin was that of a
lizard, sloping back weakly to prom
inent Adams apple.
She fumbled over the photographs
# On the table behind her.
Alfred" she said in the voice of a
school maam, did you see a picture
Of NE had here on the table the other
day."
He turned fre-red. "You-you didn't
wait that picture. did you, Miss Fish
e% His eyes implored her wildly,
- iainly. Well I'll bring it back, if you
say so; only, thought, maybe"
Well, Alfred Smallish! l like that"
Fodie CALCULATED
oh Miss Fsher-you see, well, I
didn't quite dare to ask you, and-well,
you know, I thought-its just grand
Of YOU Miss Fisher I'd think the
world Of it, and-couldn't you pos
" slbly-"
That's enough, Alfred! I don't
dare to discuss it. You just walk that
picture back Immediately" Flodie's
voice was sharp, but we'll.
Hodie couldn't help plying him. She,
weakened. Perhaps, III give you one,
sometime. I'll see"
Mr. Smallish beamed with pleasure,
ol' ne had talent for plumbers.
Some folks mightnt think you was
pretty, Mss Fisher. but l think"
Flodie whipped out her watch.
gracious sakes!" she cried, where S
Nj. Bonistelle's eggs? ?"
III 60 down and see if they're
ready Miss Fisher" He turned heav.
Fly.
vel hurry up then! If his break
,4st isn't here when he comes, he's
'so-o to eat the tahlecloth and go
Is ''ght back to bed. Quick now!"
Iesm!" Mr.. Smallish left in de
!scaon Flodie walked swiftly into the
studio and knocked again at her EN-
poyers door. Mr. Bonistelle! Are
w ready for breakfast" she called
SIoeoles tone had changed; decided
. was. 1t had softened; it was al
IOst musical Her face had changed
vision.
oo'sleps we're heard in Halls bed
YIN Now, there are two kinds OF
-. nose VINO are shocked even unto
.-O''ncaJion by being discovered in
ao' o. shaving, and those who take
malicious delight in their outrageous
'-ailon- Hall BonisteIle opened the
e and protruded his belathered
'',s aaamelessly, grinning.
Even disheveled as he was at pres
sal seandalously tousled and be
a.osd with soapsuds, his smile was
sioale's alteration of him. though
~s maternal order did not lesser
lfnaess. DO you realize how
t,.,.. you've got to do today, Mr. Bon
Nothing to do but work" he chant
l1 have an appointment at ter
1-2ad you know how you al
poke over that old breakfast.
- ss.saklng Of which, wherefore no
He ioyously chucksd her nm
gsdie io7ed it but dared not show
~ Be here BY the time va, you're, re- f
see7. You wash that face q
and hurry up with it. Won hi,
1f you! I've 90 TO- -