The Maryville times. (Maryville, Tenn.) 1884-1944, 1915-06-17

! nave come TO make your HuAue III DIOH
son, understand"
Yes. l am an immigrant, and ex
pect to settle in America and spend
my life here"
Good" replied Mr.. Graham smiling
ly. Our country needs strong, active
young fellows like you. How old are
you, Mr.. Nelson?"
81 was twenty-four on my last birth.
day."
What kind of employment do you
wish?"
II would like to get into newspaper
Office if possible" answered Reginald.
IF that is not possible at first l wish
! to begin somewhere at the bottom of
| the ladder"
Good" again repeated Mr.. Graham,
looking keenly at the young fellow. II
| do not think there is an opening at
present in any of our newspaper Of
fees, but the agent of one of our rail-
road depots spoke to me just yesterday
about needing a new clerk. Would you
care to begin in a railroad Officer"
ut 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? l am glad to
see you again"
Mr.. Graham had turned to bis 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 cordially.
"What is it, Joy?" he asked abruptly.
The girl dropped Reginald's hand.
81 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 femaleslaw break
ers who have been disturbing the
peace Of our city? No, no, child; let
such people alone"
But only wanted to take them a
few flowers"
~ 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 a tear in
her eyes as she turned away, but she
said bravely: "All right, father. l
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 step to the depot and was soon
ushered into the presence of the sta
ton agent
Have you had any experienceY
queried the agent
Il have had quite a good deal of ex'
perience in office work in England. IL
you should need any typewriting done
l have had a good deal Of that to do"
DO you know shorthand and type
writingY asked the agent quickly.
Yes. learned that year or two
ago for amusement, never expecting
to use it, but | am fairly proficient
now"
You're Just the man want" said the
agent, with decision. II need some one
to help me with my correspondence
and if you can run a typewriter 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. |
There were five other men in the Office,
he cashier, assistant cashier, the bill
clerk, the rate clerk and the car num-
Der clerk, as the agent designated
hem when introducing Reginald.
The conversation among the men
urned to political matters and as a
rational 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
natter of civic affairs, and the discus
ion among the clerks waxed warm.
"We have a fine lot of guys running
his town, haven't WEI" said the bill
Jerk, In a tone of disgust.
whats the matter with you and
ur city Administrations responded
be cashier, who was tall, handsome
IAN, with an aristocratic air.
"The arrest of those girls last night
7as an outrage" said the bill clerk,
ngrily. zone would think we were
wing in Turkey instead of free Amer
"a"
Reginald Nelson stopped his work
nd listened to the conversation.
"Those girls need not think they can
ely our courts and get away with It."
nswered the cashier haughtily. '"They
IL me that the whole lot of the strik-