Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1915-04-23

| "They have been telling me ABOUT
YOU" continued the lawyer, You
have come to make your home in
Bronson, / understand"
Yes. l am an immigrant, and ex-
pect to settle in America and spend
my life here"
Good" replied Mr.. Graham smil-
ingly. "Our country needs strong, act
i've young fellows like you. How old
are you, Mr.. Nelson?"
II was twenty-four on my last
birthday"
What kind of employment do you
wish?"
would like to get into newspaper
office If possible" answered Reginald.
IF that is not possible at first I wish
to begin somewhere at the bottom Of
the ladder"
Good" again repeated Mr.. Gra-
ham, looking keenly at the young
fellow. "I do not think there is an
opening at present in any Of our news
paper offices, but the agent Of one Of
our railroad depots spoke TO me just
yesterday about needing a new clerk.
Would you care to begin in railroad
office?''
1T will be all right, certainly"
Just then the door Of the office
opened, and Joy Graham entered her
fathers office. At the sight Of the
immigrant she blushed slightly and
paused, but quickly recovering herself
she stepped up to him, saying: How
are you, Mr.. Nelson? 1 am glad to
see you again."
Mr.. Graham had turned to his desk
to write a note introducing Reginald
to the station agent. Hearing his
daughters voice, he turned around
quickly and saw the two young people
shake hands with great cordiality.
What is it, Joy?" he asked abrupt
ly.
The girl dropped Reginald's hand.
"I came in to ask you, papa" she
said in a low voice. IF I might call
at the Jail this morning to see those
poor girls who were imprisoned last
night"
do you mean, Joy, that you want
to associate with those female law
breakers who have been disturbing
the peace of our city? No, no, child:
let such people alone"
But 1 only want to take them a
few flowers"
81 could not think Of allowing you
to give those striking workwomen any
encouragement. They have broken the
injunction law, and they must pay the
penalty"
There was a suspicion of tear in
her eyes as she turned away, but she
said bravely: "All right, father. I
would not go if you would not like
it."
After she had gone. Mr.. Graham
wrote the note of introduction, but
Reginald imagined that he was not
as cordial as before.
With his heart still throbbing from
his brief interview with Joy Graham
and feeling that his note Of introduc-
ton to the station agent gave him a
footing of some sort among his fellow
men in Bronson. Reginald walked
with light steps to the depot and was
soon ushered into the presence Of the
station agent.
Have you had any eXperience?"
queried the agent.
II have had quite a good deal Of
experience in office work in England.
If you should need any typewriting
done | have had a good deal of that
to do"
DO you know shorthand and type
writing" asked the agent quickly.
Yes. l learned that Il year or two
ago for amusement, never expecting
to use it. but l am fairly proficient
now"
you're just the man l want" said
the agent, with decision. II need some
one to help me with my correspond
ence and if you can run a typewriter
l want you to begin work at once
Come in at / o'clock.
That afternoon Reginald Nelson be-
gan his work in the railway freight
office. He assisted the agent in caring
for his correspondence and also at
tended to some minor clerical work.
office. the cashier. assistant cashier,
the bill clerk, the rate clerk and the
car number clerk, as the agent des-
ignated them when introducing Regi-
nald
The conversation among the men
turned to political matters and as Il
national election was approaching the
interest in this subject was intense.
Every political party seemed to be
represented in the small office force,
Reginald judged from the talk.
Finally. something brought up the
matter of civic affairs, and the discus
sion among the clerks waXed warm.
1--WE have fine lot of guys running
this town, haven't we?" said the bill
clerk, in tone of disgust
What's the mater with you and
our city administration responded
| the cashier, who was a tall, handsome
| man, with an aristocratic air.
THE arrest of those girls last night
was an outrage" said the bill clerk,
angrily. lone would think we were
living in Turkey instead of free Amer
| lea
Reginald Nelson stopped his work
and listened to the conversation.
Those girls need not think they
can defy our courts and get away with
it," answered the cashier haughtily
They tell me that the whole lot of
the strikers are crowd that is not
| much credit to Bronson"
They lie when they attack the
character of those girls" shouted the
now thoroughly incensed bill clerk.
That's right. Bill" interposed the
rate clerk. addressing the defender of
the striking factory women. "Those
| girls are all right and that one that