The daily Alaskan., 1915-09-11
VI.-.-JAKIE
TCopyrisht. The Frank A. Munsey Col
 (Continued from last issue) .'


 JaEie turned quickly. Here's yer scegars, MT. Branscomb," he said, "an' dat big stun dere Is tryin' ter hold out t'irty-five cents on yer" -
 "They're the usual kind," the sales man protested, and there isn't any change"
 "Why, of course not" Mr. Brans- comb replied. And say, young man, what are you doing around my office anyway"
 Jaliie stared at his new employer in grleved ustonlshmcnt Why" be gasp cd, I'm woikin' for youse, MT. Brans- comb, ain't I?"
 Are you" MT. Branscomb con- mented dryly. And pray who hired youf"
 This was too much for Jakie, who saw his new job melting Into thin air, and he gulped once or twice In an ef- fort to stem the gathering tears.
 MT. Branscomb placed his arm around the lads shoulders. Let's go upstairs" he said, and talk 1t over."
 They entered the elevator and repair ed once more to the executive offices of the National Chocolate and Cocoa company. Miss DOty and the legitt- mate incumbent both dfsclalmed knowledge as to the time or manner of Jakles advent, and after rigid ex- animation into his antecedents he found himself employed as assistant office boy at the generous stipend of S4 week.
 When Jakie returned to his deltcates- sen home that evening his face was wrcathcd in so wide a smile that the elder Feinberg stopped midway in the sllcing of a smoked tongue Might you got a job?" his father and mother inquired with one voice. Jakie nodded eCStatiCally.
 "Mommer," cried the elder Feinbergr selziug link by link a chain of frank furtcrs, you should fry sahm wurst for de boys suppalre." And he cut Of the last two sausages with a blow Of his knife that blended pride and gen eroSity in one eloquent sweep.
 Undoubtedly Miss Doty constituted her own ideal of a well dressed won- an. Everything about her person be- tokened a superlative taste,, from the broad bows on her shoes to the last uudulatlon of her pompadouF, which was a wonder of size and construction Moreover, she demanded and received from every adjacent masculine eye the attention that a judiCiOus use of the rouge pot and powder puff will attrscG
 Now, there was just enough Irish in James Walsh, the legitimate incum- bent-his mother was Wicklow and his father Red KeTy-tO give him cer- tain way with the ladies, and he made 5 cents worth of milk chocolate go the length of a pound of candy with Miss Doty. Besides, Jimmie was old for his age. and his age was old for his job,
 But JakIe represented a long line of ancestry whose interest in womankind was purely academic, and In form disposition to discuss in the abstract the Talmudical and Mosaic laws of marriage and divorce. If he specu- lated at all on her raiment it was as to its cost, not its beauty, and her pompadOur passed him by unnohced. As for milk chocolate, his weekly al- lOwance of 15 cents forbade such eT- travagance even had the thought of them occurred to him.
 This at least was the situation dur inc the first few weeks of Jakie's em- ployment. His duties were neither ar duOus nor eXacting, and he performed them all and most of James Walsh's checrfully and promptly. In fact, aft CT Jahe's advent there was little for the office boy in chief to do but flirt with Miss Doty and sleep, for which he had an unsuitable appetite.
 One afternoon Jakie returned from his lunch to find Miss Doty in the arms of the siXteen-year-old James Walsh. There was but one construc- ton to be placed on the matter. and Jakie saw his duty clear He walked boldly up to the abashed couple.
 "I congratulate youse bote." he said gravely and proGered his hand to Miss Doty. Marrying and giving in mar rlage Is so common all occurrence on the east side that the proper phrase rose blithely to Jakie's lips. Besides, he knew the symptoms, for on sum- mer nights the tenement stoops of Mangin street are crowded with just such scenes, ever greeted with, 'I con- graduate youse bOte," and concluding with q large wedding in public hnll.
 The conventional reply of the engag- ed couple is a bluShing thanks, pro nounced 't'enks," but in this case, while Miss Doty supplied the blush, James Walsh emitted the reply, and it was far from conventional
 Yer dirty, sneakin' kike," he growl- ed, "come outside and I'll knock yer block awffr'
 He was a good twenty pounds