White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1927-04-29
Hunting Cinderella by Phone
BY ERToN Alley

You're on" Central acquiesced.
What number neXt?"
Then, as if humiliation must be add
ed to defeat, the door swung open and
in breezed Williams with cherry,
Caught in the act, old top!" and fling
| ing himself in comfortable chair
proceeded to enliiven the situation
with pointed sallies of wit.
TRY Milton 1885," said McGruder.
struggling for self-control.
He got the number and asked:
"Is Miss Smith there?"
(Which one?" came the reply.
II don't know exactly, but she has
blue-black hair and blue eyes, and"
"This is the Aetna Suit and Cloak
factory. We employ five hundred girls
and there are seventeen Smiths among
'em. won't call any Of 'em unless it's
important, and when crazy gink
brunette whose name he doesn't know
l reckon it isn't important. I'm no in
| formation bureau"
The receiver went on the hook with
a bang that hurt McGruder's ears at
| the other end of the wire.
Crouch, isn't he?" volunteered Cen
trail, "but reckon the girl isn't there"
mo, 1 guess not" agreed McGruder.
"Try Milton 1876"
NEWSPAPER.
| Hello" he called, lis Miss Smith
there?"
"Yassah, yassah! Use Miss Sniff
What can | do fob you, subj"
McGruder heard Central smoker and
he had to grin to himself as he replied:
II guess you're the wrong Miss
Smith Your voice doesn't sound ex-
actly like the young lady I'm looking
for"
mot much luck so far" condoled
Central, "but we'll find her yet. I'll
give you 9S76-there they are"
rs there Miss Smith living there?'
McGruder began.
ooh, yes" said the feminine voice at
the other end, "I'll call her."
"This is Miss Smith," queried Nc
Gruder, when a new voice was heard
Eyes, sir, what is it?" The voice
was slightly acid.
Are you the Miss Smith l met las
night at the dance Of"
mo, / am not. Young man, or ole
man, whichever you are, you have {
good deal of impertinence. l haven
been to a dance in my life, and an
president of the Society for the Sup
preston of Terpsichorean Dissipation
If this is joke 1t is a decidedly i'm
pudent one, and"
J Madam" interrupted McGrudel
'the joke is on me. / beg your pal
Z" don" He hung up.
No. 1896 proved to be an Italian CT
gar store, and McGruder had to wal
: while the proprietor called in bo
{ from the street who could understan
English. This boy informed him tina
there wasn't a Smith he knew With
five blocks.
mo luck!" laughed Central. "Wel
T. there is only one other number left
IL the Millions, that must be it. I'll g.
you 1886. There they are"
Once more McGruder asked: :"
10 there Miss Smith there?"
Sc Nope" answered the brusque vol,
at the other end of the line.
8 us Miss Smith known there?"
IS Nope"
u "Who is this?"
II "Fire-station, Number a."
aI Lets take a try at the FELTON, e
change, if you don't mind" said M
,! Gruder.
~ Certainly, l don't mind" said Ce
at trail "I'll give you FELTON, 1896"
There was no Miss Smith at 70!
OF FELTON,, and no one had ever heard
her.
is No. 1886 was school for girls, al
there were several Miss Smiths, b.
a voice that carried chill even ov
the wire assured Mr.. McGruder tn
I'D they were all blondes and that even
this were not so, this select school d
II, not allow it's young ladies to attel
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