Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1916-09-30
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She's little thing. and pure
honey, believe me. But that morn
ing she looked pale and nervous.
remembered that afterward. And II
you'd heard what she said about the
I'd" If mothers pom had suddenly
sat up and roared like a lion
wouldn't have been more surprised
And suddenly she began to cry!
"It isn't only the machine. Mr.
Ollie" she said. "I guess I'm tired
out. Please don't pay any attention
to me-"
"You go home" I insisted. I'll
look after things here"
"You." she said. "Oh, I guess
can stick the day out. It's only g
headache. Did you-is there a morn.
ing paper about?"
I found one for her. Martin was
reading 1t in his office. with his feet
on his desk, and he objected, but
took it from him.
Financial page?" I asked her. "ol
sporting?"
She did not even answer me. She
took it over to the window. and as
far as I could see she went over il
column by column. Then she drew
a long breath and putting 1t dowr
went over to her desk and got ready
for the days work. Her color was
better.
The governor was in a bad humol
that morning. The first letter he sent
on was one complaining to the electric
light company about the failure OF
the lights the night before. He and
mother had been having a dinner, an6
in the middle of things every light
went off. and there was the deuce tc
pay.
It's curious, looking back. to think
of Miss Hazeltine taking that letter
He bawled the company out for fair
Well 1t seems to take time to ge
to the thing. I'm no writer. I coulc
dictate 1t like a breeze, only 1t hap
pens that Miss Hazeltine's not in the
office any more, and the new stenog,
rapher has about as much pep as
cream cheese.
Martin and I lunched together a
the club. and it seems the light hat
gone out over all that part of town
and the fellows had had to pla,
bridge by candle light. The bar hat
closed early, too. There was a lot o.
grumbling.
Martin doesn't drink anything, anc
he lost patience with them. He never
says much, but he lit into us for fail
that day.
you make me sick, the lot of you,'
he growled. There are places in thi.
town where even the daylight never
gets. and as for electric light-it':
enough to make anarchists of the
walters in this club. Life's too con
founded easy for you. I was raised
in house where we went to bed earl,
to save lamp oil.'
1t was rather bad taste. Father hac
put him up at the club, and 1 felt re
sponsible for him. There's no dis
grace in poverty, but it wasn't neces
sary to chuck the slums down oul
throats.
Still, we liked him, and having go
his crouch off, he frightened up anc
asked a half dozen of us to dinner
there that night. "A man I used t.
know is in town." he said. "Id likt
to make things lively for him."
Charlie Thomas and one or tive
others looked queer at that He,
see. and some of us had an idea tha
we'll maybe it was snobbish. Blu
his next words cleared the air, beliey,
me.
Hes here at the Majestic" he said
Hes dancing with some girl. l thinl
her names Murray"
They whooped at that. Lottie Muir
rays dancing partner! Well, I gues
yes. I'd met Lottie Murray in New
York once or twice, and when I men
toned it modestly. they almost kissed
me.
Martin hedged bit. He didn'
know the girl, he said, and he refus
ed to promise to see that the other
were introduced. I promised that, anc
everybody cheered up.
Everybody but Martin. I had al
idea he wasn't very eager about eitheI
Lottie or the fellow, whose name wa,
without any enthusiasm that I could
see. 1t was something he felt h,
ought to do, and he went through
with it.
Sis called me up that afternoon anc
said the mater wanted me to be sur,
to go to the assembly that night.
Cant sissy" 1 said. I'm booked
up"
She was exceedingly disagreeabl,
about it.
us Howard Martin coming?" sh,
asked. Something in her voice caugh
my attention. A fellow doesn't MS
ually think much about his sister,
voice. but the telephones a queel
thing. Sis and Martin! The mater
wouldn't be exactly crazy about it.
Shall l ask him? ?"
"Oh, don't bother" she said. "Yo,
might tell him-well, never mind"
Martins dinner went off pretty well
Anderson was good sort. He hac
lot of stories and told them we'll
and the crowd of us got together anc
arranged supper for Lottie and hin
after the theater. We put the as
sembly into the discard, and arrang
ed a neat little party. with Lottie il
the spotlight.
I'll accept for her." Anderson saio
It's the sort of thing she's fond of
And she needs cheering. We're book
ed on rotten circuit"
L don't know why I've spent 81
much time on that party. Becaus,
1T never came off, The reason? Wei,