The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1916-02-01
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THAT MAN CHARLIE
BY ROBERTA CARSON.

er! There isn't a maid, black. white
or Indifferent, who will bulge a foot
in our direction Just because we're
couple of yards out of town. Nc,
Manus at the employment office says
they're all that way and he can't do
anything about II. I told him to send
out anyone who came along. A man
would do II he could get one. Oh,
why did dear old faithful Lizzie have
to get married? And just now of all
times!" She dropped dismally into a
chair. what can we dor
Mrs. CORTLAND tapped her book
thoughtfully. IF 1t were anybody in
the world but the Remingtons who
were coming 1t really wouldn't make
so much difference. But they live so
well and are SO precise about every
thing"
"And there's son coming, tool"
groaned Paula. "Oh, we just can't
have them. Father might telegraph to
| Remington pater that somebody has
died, or that we've had fire, or
smallpox, or something
"They are motoring here from Bos-
ton, Paula, and left the middle of the
week. We would not know where to
reach them by wire"
We'll, then we still have two days!"
Paula got up and took off her hat.
For forty.eight hours I'm going to
clean the house till 1t shines. What
ever the Remingtons find, 1t won't be
dirt"
Bang! Bang! Bang! went the car
pet beaten welded by round, white
arm, strengthened and seasoned by
many rounds of golf and tennis.
Paula was talking to a man. She
had seen him pass slowly along the
side street as If searching for house.
"McManus has sent us man | do
believe.--Stop! Wait minute Are
you looking for Courtland's?"
yes"
did Mr. McManus, the employment
man, send you?"
"Yes-but how"
Never mind! There's no time to
talk. No matter what you can or
can't do now-you are better than no
body and we need you. I'll give you
an old coat of fathers till your things
come. Then beat these rugs and
sweep them off. Get the hose in the
laundry and scrub the porches and
walks. Shine the brasses around the
front door and then come up stairs.
I've forty windows for you to clean.
Sounds like lot, but it's got to be
done!"
So Charlie banged rugs, scrubbed
stairs, oiled floors, cleaned windows,
beat eggs, stripped the fat of the
ham, ground coffee, ran errands.
changed furniture and cut glass. At
the last minute on Friday he helped
iron the curtains after Paula had
shown him how. and then after dinner
he washed the dishes carefully, put
them away and cleaned up the
kitchen.
Then he presented himself to Paula
in the library. Miss, I'm sorry, but
I've got to leave"
What? You can't go now, Charlie"
She sat down with shaking knees.
Sorry, but gotta"
"But-why?"
my family needs me. l gotta go.
tried to help all I could"
"Oh. you did, Charlie. You're q Jew.
ell. But what will we do when the
company comes in the morning? No
one to do dishes or anything"
"Mebbe the company can help"
Paula laughed weakly. yes. may
be they can, but then again maybe
they won't. But of course you don't
understand. Charlie. All right, Il
you've got to 60, we've got to let you
I'll get your money from father. Foul
dollars-is that right?"
The next morning the CourtlandI
watched the clock anxiously. fearful
lest their guests should arrive before
the work was done. But things wer'
in order and mother and daughter II
faultless toilets when an automobile
containing three people drew up t
the curb.
Mr.. and Mrs. Remington were greet
ed cordially and the Courtlands wait
ed expectantly for the begoggled son
who was busy with the car outside
Then he came, and something in tn
travel-worn suit and shapeless ca
seemed familiar to Paula. on cam
the goggles, and behold-Charlie!
The Remingtons enjoyed the situa
ton SO hugely that the astonishe
Courtlands Joined In the laugh. "W
have heard from our son how the Ian
lies!" laughed Mrs. Remington, IS
we are all prepared to roll up on
sleeves and pitch in and help"
Later. Charlie Remington had a fe,
words alone with Paula in the librar
where he had handed In his resigns
tion the night before.
Copyright. 1915. by the Mcclure Newsps
per Syndicate.)
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