The Pulaskian., 1915-02-19

same for my kid. That sounds slushy, but it's straight"
 q don't seem to know how to thank you," began Ted, a little husky as to voice.
 Call around tomorrow morning" in- terrupted Jo Haley, briskly, "and Min nie Wenzel will show you the ropes. You and her can work together for a couple of months. After then she's leaving to make her underwear, and that. I should think she'd have bale of it by this time. Been embroidering them shimmy things and lunch cloths back of the desk when she thought wasn't lookin' for the last six months" !" Ted came down next morning at eight o'clock with his nerve between his teeth and the chip still balanced lightly on his shoulder. Five minutes later Minnie Wenzel knocked it off. When Jo Haley introduced the two jocularly, knowing that they had origi- nally met in the First Reader room, Miss Wenzel acknowledged the intro duction icily by lifting her left eye brow slightly and drawing down the corners of her mouth. Her air of haul teur was a triumph, considering that she was handicapped by black sateen sleevelets.
 l wonder how one could best de- scribe Miss Wenzel? There is one of her in every small town. Let me think (business of hand on brow) We'll, she always paid eight dollars for her corsets when most girls in a similar position got theirs for 59 cents in the basement. Nature had been kind to her. The hair that had been ] a muddy brown in Minnies schoolgirl days it had touched with a magic red gold wand. Birdie Callahan always said that Minnie was working only to wear out her old clothes.
 After the introduction Miss Wenzel followed Jo Haley into the lobby. She took no pains to lower her voice. Well I must say, MT. Haley, you've got a fine nerve! If my gentleman friend was to hear of my working with an ex-con I wouldn't be surprised if he'd break off the engagement. should think you'd have some respect for the feelings of lady with name to keep up, and engaged to swell fel- low like MT. Schwartz"
 Say, listen, m girl" replied Jo Ha- ley. "The law don't cover all the tricks. But if stuffing an order was a criminal offense I'll bet your swell travelling man would be doing life term
 Ted worked that day with his teeth set so that his jaws ached next morn ing. Minnie Wenzel spoke to him only when necessary and then in terms of dollars and cents. When dinner time came she divested herself of the black sateen sleeveless, wriggled from the shoulders down la Patricia O'Brien, peared in the direction of the wash room. Ted waited until the dining room was almost dese.ted Then he went in to dinner alone. Someone in white wearing an absurd little pocket handkerchief of an apron led him to
 
 Ted did not lift his eyes higher than the snowy square of the apron. The Apron drew out a chair, showed it un- der Ted's knees in the way Aprons have. and thrust a printed menu at him.
 Roast beef, medium," said Ted, without looking up.
 Bless your heart, yuh ain't changed bit. I remember how yuh used to jaw when it was too well done," said the Apron, fondly.
 Teds heart came up with jerk
 "So yuh will cut yer old friends, is 2" grinned Birdie Callahan. eff this wasn't public dining-foom maybe yuh'd shake hands with poor but proud workin' girrul. Yer as good