The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1922-04-07
Continued from Yesterday.

COuItHuc9 gTOHt Il
so he was sorry for your Jar
remarked. DO you think that's the
only reason he engaged your?
Hattie reflected a moment and
then laughed.
Il think it was the nifty clothes.
too. 1 look awful cute in this out
1T. don't you think"
Yes, Hattie, you do. Did you
did YOU tell him they were miner?
Sure! 1 tell you 1 told him
everything. and he acted like a
prince. II 1 was more in his class
I'd simply fall in love with him..
she gushed. and then Jane noticed
that Hattie was studying her very
intently.
Il was just wondering how Mr..
.Carruthers would like you. l told
him all about you"
WHAT" Jane gasped.
Il was just thinking it would be
nice il you would marry him. Have
you got a beau?" Hattie asked in
genuously.
Why. Hattie
Well. wait until you see him! l
told him I'd have you come up to
the ofice some day and he could
get a look at you" Hattie con-
fessed.
Get a look at me?"
Yes, Double o! Once over!
Leave it to NELL play little
CupidI'
"Oh. Hattie Jane deplored.
why don't ! speak for myself
you are WONDERING" Hattie ponder
ed later, and then she sighed.
- stnh he's in NV rIa
Jane went over to the couch and
took her hand coaxinEly.
Listen to me. Hattie, You are
younger than I am. and have every
chance in the world to do what I
have done. Start in at night school.
Who can tell? You can make OF
yourself what you will Education
Is what puts people in their places.
Won't you believe me and take your
opportunity before il is too later
"Geei' was all Hattie said. But
Jane knew it meant yes.
Roses.
James work was becoming more
complicated daily. AS the president
observed how accurately she kept
her records, new assignments were
entrusted to her. Twice her salary
was raised. OF course, new work
was added each time, until now she
was kept late nearly every night
at the ONCE. Jane was growing
thinner.
In more ways than one. Mr.. Rob-
erts, her employer, expressed his
appreciation.
One morning Jane found on her
| desk a glorious bouquet of roses.
From my own greenhouse" he
explained proudly. You should
come out and see my gardens"
Jane looked up to admire the
clean glow of his face. Her father
once had said you could trust a man
who liked gardens. But there were
more reasons why one would admire
and trust Mr.. Roberts, Jane thought.
His keen, though kind eyes were of
the blue that warmed to magnetic
depths. His mouth was sensitive.
He was0nearly 5o-with iron gray
hair.
Aristocratic. Jane thought. was
the word that best described Mr..
Roberts. and yet there was some
thing more than that in his per-
sonality that held one.
Jane always felt a strange stimu-
lus in his presence, a sense Of his
superior masculinity. AS she looked
at the blooming roses, a flush
mounted to her cheeks-the letter
she was writing became a blur!
Yes, you must come out to the
place some time" Mr.. Roberts was
repeating. He had come to her desk
and was leaning over her shoulder
to see what she was writing
Jane smashed three keys at once.
The copy was ruined. Two carbons,
to<-it would be impossible TO
erase,
That's all right. made you
nervous" he said kindly
Jane crumpled the sheets rather
breathlessly. He was looking at
her intently-
II like you. Miss Richards, You
are the best stenoErapher 7 have
ever had. I want you to know IL.
] like a girl with brains and-some
manners. I'm willing to reward
you. too. Your salary will be in
creased this month"
Z "Oh. Mr.. Roberts," Jane faltered