The Washington herald., 1915-08-01

The clerk smiled.
Just little. Plutocrat. yachtsman,
: all-around good sport. And say. he's
got Enthusiastically is some
peach, They print her picture in the
! Sunday papers every time she gets
! engaged"
: Thanks" said Charley soberly.
/ He consulted telephone directory.
i made a note from it, and went up
stairs and to bed.
II was after lunch the next day.
/ tuesday. Charley was lounging in his
/ sitting room when a special delivery
/ letter came for him. The envelope
bore the imprint of the Marvel Ma
chine Company. Olympic Building,
! William Street New York. Mr.. Tee
tiers. in his capacity of private secre-
tary, was wont TO open his chiefs
mail. When he opened i two-dollar
hill dropped out
IA" he yapped. Who's this sub
: scrih;nC for our new church organ?
Charley showed interest.
Its that girl you sent home in
crate from Chatty's." went on Mr.. Tee
tiers. She's fred the label back
Read what she says" commanded
Charley.
| Dear Mr. Garter:
Thank you again, I know nov who
you are o. course, for ! read the pa
pers. ] am wondering if / cannot do
YOU q favor in return for yours. l am
private secretary to Mr.; =, BARLOW: treas treas
! to enlarge the business. There Is
wonderful chance for investment. Per-
haps EoT might Carr to LOOK 1oda a3'9
if can. | will make an appointment
for tomorrow. The time is short.
There was n postscript-there al
ways is when 2 woman writes. Mr..
Teetcrs acclaimed it with tremendous
satisfaction.
.P. S-was it Mr.. Percival Teete:s
distinguished looking man? I have
Made a hit" Charley said 10 his
secretary with perfect gravity. How
do you do il. Skeeters?'
Mr.. Shelters got up and deliberately
surveyed himself in the mirror be-
tween tho windows.
Blessed if l know" he replied with
a rakish air. ITS always been that
way. I can't help It. What say. Come
On. to calling up that wren?''
Charley said nothing, and Mr.. Tee
tiers pursued the tenor of his thoughts.
we amt been stirring around much
lately. Since the con men stubbed their
toes on us and found we was full OF
lead there amt been nothing doing.
It's been dull as an old ladies' picnic
down in the wood lot hack of the barn.
If this little Jenny-Jane can tip you
off to a piece of pie that's got some
thing real between the lids, why not
take a bite? Hey?
Mr.. Teeters. perCeiving he had Char
lev going. played a clincher
And there's your Uncle VILLA m 6
money You got $4,000 salted in the
hank. hut you got to swell it to a
million. old Drew says, before you
can hook on 20 Uncle Billy's wad
NayLe here's your chance--a ZEAL bust
Iness-Marvel Machine Company"
"All right. Call her up. No harm TO
talk it over"
And so il came to pass that the next
day at one O'Clock. by appointment
Mr. Carriers French Limousine stood
before the olympic Building in Will
lam Street. while Mr. Carter and MI
: letters went up to the tenth foor tc
the offices of the Marvel Machine Com
pany.
,, Miss Harding received them in an
!, outer room. She was looking trim and
pretty in a neat gray suit with some
, thing fluffy about the neck. She was
, cordial. yet all business.
81 have spoken to Mr.. Barlow about
YOU" she said to Charley He was
rather put out At frst-he has his
own way of doing thihCs-5ut ne has
= consented to see you"
Much obliged to him. said Charley
, Shall we go in"
{ Nut yet" smiled the girl. mfr. VAN
derfelt is with him. You ka"v'-the
Real Estate King" She nesI.ated. and
added: They have heen having 4
stormy session in there. Mr.. Wander
: felt wishes to buy the controlling m
terest in our company, and Mr.. Far.
: low won't listen to il. But write your
name on this pad piease-your fulI
name. l will take it in AS soon as Mr.
Barlow is disengaged."
"Oh sure" said Charley. and wrote
. his name in full on the pad.
He had scarcely finished when the
7 door Of the inner office popped oper
and a stout. forid man came out. He
Clared at Charley and Mr.. Teeters
: then swung around on his heel and
hawled back into the other room.
a last word. Barlow. I'll make it
hundred and eighty thousand dollars
That's final. Just because you've Eo'
good thing don't let it turn your
head. What dye say"
short. snarpy voice responded;
"No, Not in a million years"
The stout man rolled pair OF bill
-, ious eyes friEhtfully.
You're fool" he yelled
With this explosive utterance he
blew himself out into the hall. bang
ing the door after him. Miss Harding
Il smiled amusedly at the two young
men.
: He'll he back tomorrow" she oh
p served speaking Suardedly and WITTY
! a rla ace at the treasurers door. 1T
2 his way. He has raised his bid twice
in two days"
$ She tore the slip with Charley''
name on II from the pad and va:
moving off when Mr.. Teeters hailed
n her.
say! amt written my name yet.
0 got n character. Let him take n hacl
lat~that too. while he's in his trance
She took the slip Mr.. Teeters hand
= Cd her and went into the private OF
fee, closing the door softly behin'
her.
o what do YOU know about il, Come
On" Chartered The Cleeful secretar!
n when she had gone Something big
! turning down hundred and eight!
|. thousand yellow days like that. Hey?
o Miss Harding's return put an end t
further brilliant Fights on Mr.. Tee
q ters' TART.
I Walk in, please" she invited. hold
5. ing the door for them. Mr.. Barlow
this gentleman is Mr. Carter. Mr.. Tee
= tiers. Mr.. Barlow.
o She left them alone with the treas
urer of the Marvel Machine Company
He was a powerfully built man whit
had ridden down his fortietn year. II
u didn't offer to shake hands. He re
II manned seated nj an enormous desl
d in the middle of the room, and mo
n toned them 20 draw up chairs. tn
- aaSk .yas Uttered with papers. !