The Prescott daily news., 1918-04-12

lenulnS Velleu careSS 10 ner every supple movement, satisfactorily ac- counted for the sudden frlendliness of Mir. Andrew Bush.
 Miss Weir was unprepared for what subsequently, transplred as a result of that casual encounter with the man. aging partner of the firm. By the time she went to work on Monday morning she had almost forgotten the meeting in Granville park.
 Hazel's work consisted largely of dictation from the shipping manager, letters relating to outgoing consign- ments of implements.
 It was, therefore, something of a surprise to be called into the office of the managing partner on Tuesday aft ernoon. Bush's private stenographer sat at her machine in one corner.
 Mir. Bush turned from his desk at Hazel's entrance.
 Miss Weir" he said. "I wish you to take some letters"
 Hazel went back for her notebook wondering mildly why she should be called upon to shoulder part of Nelly MOrrison's work, and trlfie dubious at the prospect of facing the rapid-fre dictation MT. Bush was said to infiict upon his stenographer now and then.
 When she was seated, Bush took up a sheaf of letters, and dictated replies. Though rapid, his enunciation was per fectly clear, and Hazel found herself getting his words with greater ease than she expected.
 That's all, Miss Weir" he sald. when he reached the last letter. Bring those In for verification and signature as soon as you can get them done."
 In the course of time she completed the letters and took them back. Bush glanced over each, and appended his signature.
 That's all, Miss Weir." he said po- ylitely. "Thank you."
 And Hazel went back to her ma chine, wondering why she had been requested to do those letters when Nelly Morrison had nothing better to do than sit picking at her type faces with toothpick.
 She learned the significance of 1t the next morning, however. when the of flee boy told her that she was wanted by Mir Bush. This time when she en- tered Nelly Morrson's place was va cant. Bush was going through his mail. He waved her to a chair.
 Just a minute" he said.
 Presently he wheeled from the desk and regarded her with disconcertng frankness-as if he were appraisng her, point by point, so to speak.
 My-ah-dictation to you yesterday was in the nature of a try-out, Hiss Weir" he finally volunteered. Miss Morrison has asked to be transferred to our Midland branch. Mir. Allan recommended you. The work will not be hard, but l must have someone de- pendable and discreet, and careful to avoid errors. l think you will manage 1t very nicely if you-ah-have no ob- Jection to giving up the more general work of the office for this. The salary will be considerably more."
 "lf you consider that nsy work will be satisfactory" Miss Weir began.
 '1 don't think there's any doubt on that score. You have good record in the otlice," he interrupted smilingly. Now let us get to work and clean up this correspondence"
 Thus her new duties began. There was m air of quiet in the private of hce, greater luxury of appointment, which suited Miss Hazel Weir to q nicety. The work was no more difil- cult Than she had been accustomed to doing-a trifle less in volume, and more exacting in attention to detail, and necessarily more confidential, for Mir. Andrew Bush had his finger tips on the pulslng heart of big business.
 The size of the check which Hazel received in her weekly envelope was increased far beyond her expectations. Nelly Morrison had drawn twenty dol lars week. Miss Hazel Weir drew twenty-five-a substantial increase over what she had received in the ship ping department. With that extra money there were plenty of little things she could get for the home she and Jack Barrow had planned.
 Things moved along In routine chan nes for two months or more before Hazel became actively aware that a subtle change was growing manSfest in the ordinary manner of Mir. Andrew Bush. She shrugged her shoulders at the idea at first. But she was a wom- an; moreover, woman of intelligence, | hnr keen.