The Lexington intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1901-1949, 1919-02-21
Jones
tets a Raise
GAO
INES MACDONALD
NNSNASEGHNNAsNE

It, 1918. by Mcclure Newspaper
Syndlcats.)
Mr.. Jones reached over and
adding machine a few tenta-
; and again Iapsed into a rev
We years OUT Of II midwpstern
and David z. Jones had little
Of in the way Of achievement.
been ambitious, but eager and
site application to his job for
9 years had failed to lift him
he clerks class.
he had taken the Job in an
an advertisement he had been
of rapid Advancement and a
or the right man" But he was
ng the same work be had been
fter his first three months with
lpany. He had stuck To one
II sincere and industrious pur-
ithOut its bringing him any
the way Of advancemput-and
ut it was June again the pros
another long, hot summer in
Ice CALLED him.
a thoughtful air he withdrew
us wallet a clipping which he
IN from his newspaper on the
owntcwn in the subway that
z.
NTED-Athletlc young man as
n on gentleman's estate. Con
t shore. Must be expert swim
now mOtOrbOatS, Suilboats and
make repairs and be generally
and Obliging; $50 monthly and
See Mrs. Agnes Turner be-
10 and - Tuesday, Hotel Ark
after he had read the ad
h once more young Mr.. Jones
from his desk and entered the
office Of his great ana exclu-
Oss, the well-knOwn Mr.. Henry
IS. Mr.. Riggs, or "Old ii. r." as
called In the outer office, stared
im%pulsiye Mr.. Jones with Surly
ie. The privacy of his domain
ever before been 50 violated.
III" he demanded.
Jones'" said Jones, David II.
pve been with this company
'ars. have a fair education, "A
/ amount Of brains and some
. When | came here | was prom
lpid advancement and a future,
efore | die Of old age at 1886 a
I thought Id 90 into the matter
'ou."
NJ" repeated Old II. p. sourly.
want a mans job and $1,000 a
rom today or I'm through"
IL. +. glared, and the barest
e OF Il sarcastic smile puckered
e cOrner Of his mouth. You're
Ih, all right he agreed, land you
find three-thOusand-dollur jobs
lg on trees around This town,
man"
yway," grinned Jones afably, Il
intend to hang on this tree ill
There are plenty Of other
growing in the orchard Of Man
l."
ry we'll" growled Old II. f., turn
ok to his desk. But if you don't
our fancy job you can have your
lie here any time before the first
)tember,' he flung over his Shout
III ~ he gruntsd a few days later
the incident required to him.
young squirt Aud was proud
,een a week at his age
AT that very moment David X.
clad In a sleeveless Jersey and
d pair of flannel trousers, was
: up the engine Of a high-powered
boat up on the Connecticut shore.
lilo, boatman I" shouted a voice
the din, and Jones looked up to
smiling face peerlng at him over
lge of the dock.
swung her legs over the side and
! around with the intention ot
2 down backwards TO the deck
! boat, some six feet below. Her
caught on a bolt, but she kept
on sliding till the modest Mr..
was compelled to turn his face
hook me-" she finally walled in.
ntly. And Jones, wlping his dirty
on a piece of waste, reached up
.ntly and unlocked her, setting
Ifely on her feet with a grin.
my coming was quite a revela.
wasn't it," she said demurely, the
deepening in her cheeks.
Jones had pretended not to no.
although the nice men who pre-
lever TO notice are the very ones
ever miss anything. "Who might
e3" he asked pleasantly.
Lolita, the youngest" she laugh.
Carlotta Riggs, you know. We
got here just Il little while ago
e and Nina and Aunt Agnes.
says you impressed her very fu.
ly ut your interview in town, and
links you're going to be a very
loatman. What's your manner"
from that day forth David r.
was Lotta's very own, She APP
ated him as something sent to
y the gods for her own especial
ire and amusement. Together
painted the boats-mended the