, 1920-01-15

me-" continued Carlotta. 81 so much
want to make a success of 1t. You
don't know what it means to me-"
1--we a sick husband INT FIVE chill
dren to support" quoted Doyle absent
mindedly.
Its not as bad as that" replied Car
lotta. "But If I could make my poor
mother comfortable"
"Ill do what l can for you" broke
in Doyle hastily. "Mr. Cruikshank is
the man you ought to see."
But I don't want to see him." said
Carlotta. He is sure to be cross. Lven
his name sounds So"
81 don't know about that. l don't
even know the mar / mean, he's
head of that department."
81 shouldn't like to see him." Carlot-
ia spoke decidedly. 81 thought you
could help me. 1 forgot to tell you
that Mr.. Smith gave me your anne
Mr.. Morton Smith. He is a distant rel
alive, and is interested in helping me-"
You are related to Morton SmithY'
To himself Doyle added: "How in
thunder does he let you do a thing like
thisT"
YES; he is most anxious to see me
succeed" replied Carlotta.
"IIl do what 1 can"
Doyle felt like a criminal. To aid
and abet a girl of Miss Smiths stamp
make of herself a successful agent of
Pickwick's Superior Paper, was unpar-
donable. Yet, considering the pool old
mother, he must do what he could.
HTtlI ea1 A. u--rr T.,sI.rl.-1y &C
you call him. If I can't urge him. I'll
beat him into accepting your paper.
In one way or another, you see, 1 am
sure to succeed"
when shall 1 call again?" inquired
Carlotta.
"What part of the city do you can
vass tomorrow" asked Doyle.
Around State and Pearl, l think"
Carlotta spoke with some hesitation.
81 get my luncheon near there" said
Doyle. 81 could meet you at Lincoln
park, and it would save your coming
way up here"
every WELL" said Carlotta. you
see, I've never been an agent before, so
1 hardly know what is customary"
AS Doyle babe Carlotta good-by, he
felt a deep thrill of sympathy.
"Ten minutes late" was Mr.. Doyle's
greeting when he met Miss Smith the
next day. 81 hope that mean you have
had a successful morning"
Carlotta slowly shook her head.
I'm so sorry There was a world
of sympathy in Doyle's voice. "And I
have bad news, too"
How he hated to make CarlOtta look
less happy than she did when she came
to meet him across the park
did Mr.. Cruikshank live up to the
reputation of his manner" Carlotta
smiled bravely as she asked the ques-
tion.
taking time by the forelock," an
swered Doyle, 81 inquired for Cruik-
shank as soon as you left yesterday. I
was directed to the room that used to
be Miss Glyn's. There, sitting at his
own desk, and with his feet on his own
footstool, was Hon. James Gordon
Gruikshankl"
"Oh!" gasped Carlotta. He was the
man who came in while we were talk
ing. He must have heard me say he
was a crank. and you said you would
beat him. Is there anything left of
you, Mr.. Doyle?"
81 am old Cruikshank's firm friend
for life" replied Doyle. "You bet I
didn't think 1t was funny, but he
seemed to get a lot of enjoyment out
of 1t. He was such a brick in over
looking the names we called him. We
actually parted friends, even though
he refused to take the Pickwick paper.
Says he has nothing against what we
are now using"
"What trials there are for agents. 1
am glad 1 am not a real one" MUIR
INJURED Carlotta.
"Was that agent business a joker
demanded Doyle wrathfully.
"Far from it," replied Carlotta. 81
was never more serious in my life. To
begin at the beginning-two nights ago,
at dinner, my father called me names.
He said l was simply a butterfly
without more serious thoughts of the
future thar what frock l should wear
to the next assembly.
81 replied that 1t was all the fault
of circumstances That I could ever
earn my own living, If it were neces-
sary. OF course, my father hooted at
that. To make a long story short, II
ended In a wager. 1 was to prove to
him that l could be s~elf-supporting
He bet / couldn't.
81 decided that becoming an agent
would be quicker thar anything else.
From my unsuspecting cousin / got the
name of Bolton as employ.