The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1920-08-19

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t@ 1920, by Mcclure Newspaper Syndicate
Now then, Dreams get hustl
on you with those cop.es. and put IN
long stop ON that high powered ca
driven by the Duke of KIlllcrankie
Even IN these days Of help shol1ag
we want efficiency just the same.
Miss Johnson's razor-like voice strucl
on Ann Flowers ear like ice.
4 litter Of amusement went arounC
the office at the head clerks intend
ed witticism, and many eyes were
turned for a moment to the gloomy
corner where the girl had sat for two
years, the target for all the teasing
Of the department. Somehow or 9th.
er II had leaked out that Ann Flower
INDUCED in day dreams, hence the
nickname, Dreams" and the mercl-
less sarcasm that was her lot.
"'Dreams mean Miss Flower,
the boss wants you in his Office"
Again Miss Johnsons voice smote
AIMS ear like ice, and all eyes
flashed to her corner.
THE boss?" repeated Ann stupldly
"Yes, the boss, and don't keep him
waiting" snapped Miss Johnson.
Ann Flower stumbled to her feet
All eyes seemed to burn into her back
as she passed up the room. She
knew she had not done her work well
during the last week, but they die
not know what It was to sit up AT
night and finally have to see a colder
haired baby die! Perhaps they die
not know what it meant to leave the
distracted mother sewing for a liyinl
to keep two other little towhead
from hunger. Ann had not been sal
isfed with the doctor, and that morn
ing had herself telephoued for anoth
er physician, not the kind that usual
ly calls at apartment houses on th'
East side of the city, but there wa
SO inslstent, so softly ap
pealng and piteous in the girl
voice over the wire that Doctor Sun
derland had promised to come.
GOOD morning, Miss Flower" the
DbSS NOIIt tdIlt lp liIt Silif
senses through waves of pain.
"rhls is Doctor Sunderland :
"Oh, the children are not worse?
Ann interrupted the boss ntroduc
ion in a frightened voice.
NO, the Riddles are going to pul
through in fine shape, thanks tc you
'oresight Miss Flower"
The "boss" cleared his throat
Doctor Sunderland has told me. Miss
rlower. that you have been sitting VI
It night with a sick baby for ever $
week, until 1t died: you have MS,
'een helping out the mother with 1--WE
ther children all this winter witt
our salary; YOU could iuat as wei
ave left her and gone to more com
ortable quarters"
But l couldn't; she was good L
ne and II was hard for he
o get a hoarder who liked chilirci
and did. I'm sorry if m,
'ork suffered here but
ouldn't leave her when the baby go
land died :" Ann Flowers purpI,
lue eyes grew big and piteous
Honey" the voice of the 'hoss
as Just as soft as any OF her south
rn "mammles," and he came to he.
Idle and patted her on the shoulder
| did not know that | had sucn I
aal, live girl in my employ | gues
" character reading expert Is wortl
hat | pay him after all. If he get
)me like you. bless your heart 80
'octor Sunderland wants to bave :
llk with you; you've come from :
ONE where there is pretty sicl +
lnch and he's afraid that you may
; in for a dose. We don't want
,read around the office, and whatever
e damage Is. remember. ! foot tlH
lis"
Poor little Dreams head seethet
a whirl Of aches and surprises aft !
the boss" left her in Or Sunder u
nd's care.
1t was a dream Of wonderful pence
find oneself in a cool gray an' I
hite hospital room with pretty 81
dhaired nurse ready to do one's 81
ddng But there were days whel p
tie Ann Flower did not answer tr ii
r. Sunderland's dear" with a smile
shy welcome, and nights when h |
ould come and shake his head aud ,
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