Phillips County herald., 1923-07-26
Taking the
Course
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BY CLARA DELAFIEi.D
20, 1928. Western Newspaper union3


HORACE BRIGGS come into the
= = small but elegantly furnished
office and glanced cautiously about
him. Nobody was there but Miss Bas-
com--for business purposes, Madame
Clara Lagruyere.
1t was an elegant little offlce-the
part Of 1t that was visible. II is true
that behind the inner door, where
Horace had his sanctum, was a shabby
room with secondhand desk, a Gus
pldor, and calendars upon the walls.
But that was Horace's sanctum. The
outer office was elegant. The walls
were papered in French gray, the furni-
ture was one of the French Louis, the
rug was imitation Persian, the sta
tionery was the latest word in bond.
Every one knows the meaning of bond.
But Marjory Bascom was still more
elegant than the furniture. Miss Bas-
com was little younger than she was
made up to be. But oh, the elegance
of that coilfurel oh, those shoes with
| French heels! oh, that dainty hosiery!
ob, Ai.psN
And oh, that atmosphere of gentillty
that radlated from Miss Bascom!
Nobody been int" Queried Horace.
'Nothln' doing as yet" responded
Miss Bascom, twirling wad of gum
from one dainty cheek to the other.
"Betcha 1t will be frost. How
d'you know all that dope was the real
thlng?"
Sure 1t was the real thing! And
frost nothing. If you wasn't such a
roughneck, Horace"
"Aw, fergit It'll" snecred Horace,
flnging his hat down on Miss Bascom's
desk.
Say, that amt no way TO treat a
ladyl Suppose somebody was to come
I'M"
"l'd like TO see 'em coming. ! tell
you that lnstallment course of ours Is
the worst frost I've struck. Nobody
answering our letters"
1--WE gotta advertise more"
"Tm carrying all the advertising
can hold"
"Well get 'em when they sees this
Office" said Miss Bascom. 'You run
along to your den, Horace, my lad, and
I dream Of the mazuma.'
"Swell chancei' mutfered Horace.
But at that moment the sight of some
one approaching the office door caused
| Horace TO beat precipitous retreat.
II was lady. In his den Horace
/ beat a nervous tattoo with his fingers
4 on his desk, rejecting. He had sunk
his whole capital-fve thousand dol
lars-ln this correspondence course. II
Il was a frost he and his slde-kick,
Marjory would have 10 seek pastures
new.
They had had only three answers as
/ yet TO their advertisement.
Presently the door opened and Mar
Jory peeped in.
umphantly.
"Who was she?'
'An old dame who's come into lot
of money, and-say, don't you know II
amt good manners TO loll In your
chair that way when n lady's talking TO
your demanded Marjory, masticating
buslly.
Jaw, say, ferglt that stun, Marjory.
A mans gotta take few minutes or
now and then"
"The well-5red man," said MarJory.
never forgeis his manners. They are
so Inherently part of his training that
they have become second nature TO
him. II is wholly impossible for him
I to"
Jaw, can II, tell you. can ltw
shouted Horace. "what you think you
/ giving met Come on, business is over
/ till after lunch. Did she come across
/ for the full nmountf'
Like bird" answered MarJory.
"whoopee !" yelled Horace, and, SELF.
Ing Marjory around the waist he exc
/ cuted a glddy dance with her all round
/ tie office.
"Coue onl" he shouted. and, clap.
I ping his hat on his hend. he pushed
/ through Into the larger office. letting
/ the door slam in his partners face.
! Marlory. who appeared to he used TO
this treatment. opened II without re.
monstrance and followed Horace TO her
desk In the elegant room.
"Sny. them lessons sure looks the
stuffw he said, picking up some sheets
from MnrIory's desk. Il guess you wns
right about that advertising. old gel.
Wen rope 'em In all right. It's sink
or swim now, and Ill sink my Inst
thousand IN nm nd In each of the
indies magazines next month. That's
the dope you got there, MarJory."
He picked up the top sheet and rchd.
"rHE MANUAL OF GOOD BREED.
ING.
Madame LAgruyerc's famous inter.
national correspondence course, de.
signed aud complied by this famous
fAfhluunbl. Lender, with the Md of