The Devils Lake world and inter-ocean. (Devils Lake, N.D.) 1915-1920, 1918-11-27
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. morrow were closed, you
X "very well. sir" said
Miss Johnson.
~ "You don't seem to be es
Al pecially pleased" contin-
ued MI. Brown. "Most Of
the girls welcome a holiday. They ca7
sleep and then go out dancing with
some fine young mar. Amt you got a
young man, Miss Johnson? Perhaps
you've not been long enough in the
city. Well, well, take your time.
There's a lot Of these youngsters who
can make love all right, all right. but
when it comes to furnishing the home
they'd have a hard time doing it on
the installment plan. The salaries Of
young men amt so big these days."
MI. Brown was manager Of the
Jones & Gushing Wholesale Glass and
Crockery company. he was a large
gentleman with watery blue eyes, fat
lips and pudgy hands.
II suppose you'll be missing the old
folks, eh?" continued the gentleman.
II guess I will miss Them" said Miss
johnson, with letters and notebook in
hand. 1T will be the first Thanksgiv.
ing I've been away. You see I took
my course at business college last win
ter and went home for the summer"
ITO be sure" said MI. Brown. "It'I
only two months since you came here.
but you've won your way into our
hearts," he added with a leer.
"And I know how you feel" he went
on. "Just longing for the old folks
and the kids. How'd you like some
real turkey, eh? Well, wen have It
You're. only a child to me. I'm old
enough to be your father"
And with q look such as no father
has ever given before or since, MI.
Brown moved his chair a little nearer.
slow about q Thanksgiving dinner
with me tomorrow night2 My wife has
gone to see her old mother, who 10
down sick. So let's keep each other
company, eh? And have real turkey.
What do you say?
"Well 60 to Of the swell places
where therell be cranberry sauce, too.
And we'll hear music when We eat,
that Is IL we get those noiseless soup.
spoons" Mr.. Brown thought he was
q humorous nan
II guess I'll 60" said Miss johnson
slowly.
"Good! I'll call for you at six sharp
and you have a good sleep and write
home to the folks that you're going
out with a nice safe old fatherly man
from the Office" Mr.. Brown really
llattered himself that he was neither
old nor safe.
Miss johnson had closed the door
and gone to put her book and letters
back in her desk. Nj. Courtney, one
Of the statesmen and Mr.. Browns right.
hand man, had noticed a slight flush
on her face as she had passed him. He
wondered If it could be possible that
Mr.. Brown had invited her to spend
the holiday with him. But the idea
vanished and just at that moment he
was called to the telephone. The othee
girls had gone to the cloakroom and
Miss johnson entered as they were
preparing for the outside world.
'What are you going to do tomor
row, Johnny7" asked Miss Marks. Il
was the name the girls had given hen.
II don't know Just yet" she an
swered.
'Bill and I are going to a Thanksgfv.
ing ball." remarked Miss Angela Car
ter. "And I've got a swell new dre0
mothers making me-"
There was a general discussion az 70
the ways the holiday would be spent
and at the downstairs doer Miss John.
son separated from her companions
and went over to the elevated.
Courtney" called Mr.. Brown.
Eyes, sir" he answered.
did that new shipment come In to.
day."
mo SIR" said Mr.. Courtney. II don't