Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1925-08-12
CHAPTER XIV-Continued
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rIoht Much Of old Aug HempePS
.shraw1uess and business foresight had
descended to her. The women came
widows with money to invest; bust
ness women who had thriftily saved
"a norton Of their salaries; moneyed
women Who wanted to manage their
avn property, or who resented a hus-
5g1d's Interference. Some came out
OF curiosity Others for lack of any
ching better to do. Others to gaze
ON the well-known banker or lawyer
or business man who was scheduled
10 address the meeting. Dirk spoke
ehree or four times during the winter
and was markedly a favorite. The
women in smart crepe gowns and tail
cred suits and small chic hats, twit-
tered and murmured about him, even
while they sensibly digested his we'll
thOught-out remarks. He looked very
handsome, clean-cut, and distinguished
there on the platform in his admirably
tailored clothes, a small white flower
IN his buttOnhole He talked easily.
clearly, iuently; answered the ques-
tions put to him afterward with lust
The right mixture Of thoughtful hest
cation and confidence.
II was decided that for the national
advertising there must be an illustra-
tion that would catch the eye of wom-
en-, and interest them. The person to
do 1t, Dirk thought, was this Dallas
vfh l.
ture you saw scrawled on half the adj
vertising Illustrations that caught your
eye. Paula had not been enthusiastic
about this idea.
"M-m-m, she's very good" Paula had
said, guardedly but aren't there
others who are betterY
"She" Dirk had exclaimed. 'Is II q
woman? / didn't know. That name
might be anything"
"Oh, yes, she's a woman. She's said
70 be very--very attractive"
Dirk sent for Dallas OMara. She
replied, suggesting an appointment two
weeks from that date. Dirk decided
not to wait, consulted other CONNER
cial artists, looked at their work,
heard their plans outlined, and was
satisfied with none of them. The time
was short, Ten days had passed. He
mad his secretary call Dallas O'Mara
on the telephone. Could she come
Gown to see him that day at eleven?
No: she worked until four daily at
her studio.
Could she come to his office at four
thirty, then?
Yes, but wouldn't 1t be better If he
could come to her studio where he
could see something Of the various
types Of drawings-oils, or black-anG-
white, or crayOns. She was working
mostly in crayons now.
All this relayed by his secretary at
the telephone to Dirk at his desk. He
damned his cigarette end viclously into
4 tray blew final infuriated wrath
u smoke, and picked up the telephone
connection on his own desk. "One of
3nose ID temperamental near-artists
trying to be grand he muttered, his
oand over the mouthpiece. Here, Miss
over"
Hello, Miss-uh-O'Mara. This Is
94F' DeJong talking. l much prefer
mat you come to my Office and talk to
me mo more of this nonsense).
Her voice: Certainly, if you prefer
e 1 thought the other would save us
oolh some time. I'll be there at four
sAirty." Her voice was leisurely. low,
COL.
very we'll Four-thlrty," said Dirk,
eFisply. Jerked the receiver onto the
nook That was the way to handle 'em.
these females Of forty with struggling
lsir and bundle OF drawings under
their arm.
me female of forty with struggling
hAiT and bundle Of drawings under
hef arm was announced at four-thirty
- me dot. Dirk let her wait Ave
minutes in the outer office, being still a
"'IIe annoyed. At four-thirty-five there
entered his private office a tall slim
SIT IN smart little broadtail jacket,
A"F trimmed skirt, and black hat at
0Dte SO daring and so simple that even
man must recognize its French ma
Hfity She carried no portfolio Of
drawings under her arms.
through the mans mind flashed a
1''leS Of unbusinesslike thoughts such
~ Gosh Eyes!
'NS' s way I like to see girl dress.
Tired looking. No, guess
= 3 her eyes-sort Of fatigued. .
.Iel,y. No, she isn't yes,
sne :" Aloud he said, This
. very kind of you. Miss O'Mara."
AMEN he thought that sounded pompous
aA5 said, CURLY, "Sit down"
Miss O'Mara sat dswn. Miss O'Mara
A.oSed at him With her tired deep blue
eyes. Miss O'Mara said nothing. She
esgarded him pleasantly, quietly, COM
sSaedlY. He waited for her to say that