The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1919-07-13

Chatsworth, Ga
These business schools grind them out
, cooks and housekeepers, and making
| banned poor stenogra pliers. How many
ianswers did you get last fall when you
rut that ad in fer a maid?'
| only three"
| A Suggestion.
| Three, eh? And for a strenographer
II get about two hundred. There's your
solution Cor your stenographer on starva-
ton wages. Let some of these girls 60
ito a cooking school, take some special
course, say in pastry cooking. How Ions
, do you think they'd be without job?''
! Yes, 1 know, dear. but 1 can under
stand-its the social difference. In an
office they think they'll have a better
chance of marrying-and, after all, that's
what they're hoping for.
| Huh, they read these newspaper yarns
Of the millionaire broker marrying his
stenographer. Well, they stand about as
much chance of that a SNOWFALL In
a.
/ "Oh. heres a wonderful one. Do listen
to this:
II am an expert stenographer and
typist Can operate any standard ma
chine at ninety words a minute and can
take the most ra pid dictation and tran :
scribe my notes with absolute accuracy
Can also take dictation in both French
and German and have studied law"
| Pass that one up, she knows too
/ blamed much for s12 a week.
But on the whole. most of the letters
" ere modest. earnest, straightforward ap-
] plea ton for work. And in spite of War
ron's cynical comments the average was
very high. There were at least SEVENTY
! five letters from experienced stenogri-
nj. NJ xrhOY Hole fpl
d capable and Conscientious worker. OF
these seventy-five she had selected TWEEN
ty, which she now pushed toward War
rem.
Great Scott! I can't see all them.
Half a dozens enough"
The selection of these final six was the
hardest of all. One by one Helen dis
carded the other fourteen with the un-
pleasant feeling that somehow she was
responsible for these girls not having a
chance.
Warren looked over the chosen six with
brief:
'.Au right, Want to write to them
now and finish up the job. Tell them
to call day after tomorrow. Thursday. be-
fore twelve"
in your handwriting :"
what difference does that make?
They'll be glad enough to come. Here,
this form will do, and on one of the
envelopes Warren scrawled:
please call Thursday between II and
~ for an interview regarding the position
for which you apply. Yours truly, w. E.
Curtis"
Helen got some of warren's business
stationery, and with pa:nstaking care
copied this form to each Of the six ap-
plicants.
..Why in thunder don't you have fifty
cents worth of stamps and keep them
here?' growled Warren, when Helen,
knowing that he always fumed at her In
adequate writing supplies reluctantly ad-
mitted that she had only two stamps
Later, when he grumblingly started
! out for them Helen turned to the mass
of letters that still Uttered the table with
a hopeless:
Dear what shall do with all these?'
Chuck 'em In the waste paper basket.
What else can you do with them
| But as Helen slowly gathered them up
Every letter had its atmosphere OF hope
| she felt she could not throw them away
and expectancy-and now to send them
down with the garbage in the morning.
| The next moment she had spread out
! a large sheet of manila paper, in which
| she wrapped all the letters and tied them
| up securely.
| Then she got the kitchen stepladder
chair and with the letters climbed up to
| the top shelf Of the han closet. AS she
! pushed some boxes aside to make way for
| the letters. she found the shelf was warm
from the pipes that ran up through the
wall 1t was foolish of course, but Helen
, laid them far back on the shelf with a
sense of pleasant content, as If she was
| putting something almost human into a
safe warm and secure place.
Hello. what are you doing up there?'
Warren, had come back and now stood
before the closet door.
"Oh, dear. 1 Couldn't couldn't quite
throw them away. You may want an
other stenograp her some time-or we
nav hear of someone who does couldn
send those letters down with the waste
paper Somehow. I like to think of them
| being up there,'
Hold on there, be careful. as Helen
started to climb down. He reached up
his strong arms and SWING her down.
Then with one of his rare moments of
| tenderness he stopped over and kissed
| her. with a laughing,
You little sentimentaiist, YOU.