Little Falls herald. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1889-1950, 1922-08-11
He Mae I. Owe to
His Stenog, rapher
By FRANK H. WILLIAMS
1929. by Mcclur. Newspaper syndicat

G. 1929 BY Mcclure Newspaper Syndicate.
Glenn Stogdill looked up from his
desk and glanced through the glass
partition which separated him from
the main Office Of the Acme Manufac-
turing company. His glance took in
the big workroom where over hun
dred girls were busily engaged in typ
Ing and in working at card records
But Glen saw the girls only as a
mass, and not as individuals, for he
was looking for particular girl, Alice
Blake. his stenographer.
Alice was not at her desk, short
distance from the partition where Clem
could see her easily, and Glenn missed
her. He wondered If she was taking
dictation from Oliver j. Evans, the
boss of Clients department., and the
only man, outside of Glen, who made
use of her services as stenographer.
At the thought that Alice might be
In divers private office, which was en-
tirely screened by wooden partitions
from the view Of the workroom, Glen
became restless. AS the minutes wore
on and Alice did not return to her
desk Clem's restlessness turned into
jealousy. What if Evans was making
love to Alice!
This last thought was too much for
Glenn. He rose and began pacing nerv-
ously back and forth in his tiny Office.
he noticed some of the girls In the
workroom glance up and covertly smile
at him. He knew they had his nerv-
ouseness properly diagnosed as jeal-
ousy, but Glen didn't care. He was
deeply in love with Alice. And he thor
oughly hated the idea of Alice taking
dictation from anyone but himself.
For some minutes Glen paced up
and down. Then his will asserted itself
and he reseated himself at his desk.
"rve got to cut this out" he told
himself. "I'll have the whole Office
wise to me if don't. And can't do
any work when I'm like this. better
get grip on myself, once and for ALL"
Following this little conversation
with himself Glen applied himself as
siduously to the work on his desk. For
fifteen minutes he didn't look up once.
And then, when he did finally look
through the glass partition into the
workroom again, his patience was re-
warded. Alice was back at her desk.
With something like sigh Of relief
Glen gazed at her for moment or so.
How pretty she was. Her black hair
chnvo ", Itch 10
her typewriter. The roses in her
cheeks-and they were natural, too
tantalized him. He felt like rushing
through the door out into the work
room, and clasping her in his arms
right before"the whole crowd.
But Glen contented himself with
pushing the little buzzer that called
her to his office.
He pretended to be very busy as
Alice entered the room.< Then he
looked up at her with stern, bust
nesslike expression on his face.
'"Take this dictation, please" he
said, trying desperately to make his
voice solemn but failing entirely to
do so.
Glen was looking straight at Alice
as he said this, and he noted the laugh
ter in her eyes and the smile that came
to her face at his words.
"More dictation?' queried Alice.
"That's seven times today"
II don't care If it's seventy-seven
tines" declared Glen. 1T makes me
raving mad every time you 60 into
Evans Office. Did he try to make love
to you again?"
EYES," said Alice. ''That seems to
be quite habit with the men 1 take
dictation FROM"
But I'm different" said Glen.
mot 50 awfully different" said
Alice. "You started making love to me
the day l started working here. Mr.
Evans waited only a week longer than
that"
Il wish you'd slap his face the next
time he tries to get mushy with you,
exclaimed Glen.
"And lose my job?" cried Alice
'That would be fine mess, wouldn't
it? Besides, he isn't mushy-he just
talks about my eyes and hair AND
cheeks - and tries to hold my
hands once in while"
Glenn clenched his hands angrily al
this. Then he leaned over and caught
Alice's hands in his.
"When he does that" said Glen
"you-you scream for help-or-or gel
up and beat it; or-or something like
that"
Alice laughed bit at this.
"You're so practical!" she exclaimed
and squeezed Clem's hands.
Then she leaned a bit closer a.
though she was going to kiss him.
But at this moment shadow
gloomed over them. Glenn glanced up
o. J. Evans, his boss, was standing IL
the doorway. Glen snatched his hand!
away from Alice at once. Making low
to the stenographers during Office
hours was strictly prohibited In tn
rules and regulations of the Acme
Manufacturing company.
For moment or so Evans stood IL
the doorway glowering at Glenn. Thel
Evans motioned to Alice to depart
She did 80 with sly, roguish glanc'
at Glen. Evans seated himself heavil,
in the chair Alice had vacated.
Mr.. Stogdill," said Evans solemnly
(He was large, solemn man, an,
dignity robed him like a cloak.) "Mr
Slogdill, I~have felt for some time tina
l should speak to you upon an impor
tant matter. You must not make low