The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1928-05-11

Of his Office.
"Miss FullerI How much of that
catalogue is done?'
"All the notes. I'm just beginning
to write it."
"It must be finished by noon tomor-
row."
"What kind of notice is this2 1t
can't be donel You know I've lost the
whole Of this week"
"And Mr.. barrow has just dumped
still more work on me-"
whats that?"
ITO include and feature that book
the Legal federation won't buy"
"Clarihew's 'Notes'?'
Exasperated by the new orders and
Interruptions, l snapped:
"Yes. You know about 1t, do you,
Mr.. Case? Then | needn't waste time
explaining" when, even In the dim
light filtering into the aisle between
the two rear alcOves, | perceived the
sudden change of expression on his
face, from worry to angry Amusement;
had been too abrupt. "Of course I'll
do my BEST" | added hastily and re-
pentantly. And if he didn't interrupt
me again, most generously!
"Pm afraid | don't break bad news
we'll My excuse must be that it was
as much of surprise to me as to
yourself. But | didn't know about
your extra work."
81 shall have to think of something
exciting to say about that particularly
dull book; and to get rid of bother
some boOkplate in 1t which is some
base imitation of Colfax, Captain
Ashland says" Mr.. Case nodded
thoughtfully. but said nothing. please,
why the new order for the catalogue
copy to be ready-good gracious u
tomorrow nOnnY
Because Mr.. Gregory-the printer,
you knOw-has just sent word that the
threatened printers strike has been
called for next Thursday, unless both
sides agree in the meantime. If our
copy's ready tomorrow. it can be
squeezed through; otherwise, we run
big risk of having no rare-book cat
alogue for the holiday trade"
''That would never do. But how can
l possibly"
"Oh, you can't finish single-handed,
The rest of the shop force is to assist
you, if necessary doing overtime; and
all will be suitably recompensed for
loyalty which can be counted on to
support the firms reputation even at
sacrifice of comfort p
81 guess we are all human beings
and willing to stand by in an emer-
gency," | observed. "Your figure of
speech means, take it, that we'll all
chaperOn each other and work here
all night?"
"Not quite; only till ten-thirty or
eleven, since there are five of u.s."
smiled Mr.. Case. '"That ought to help
you pretty well, oughtn't it? And
you'll have all tomorrow morning for
finishing touches"
Suddenly Mr.. Roberts, In a state of
agitation, shot through the shipping
Office door, and started for Mr.. Cases
private office. Then he saw us In the
aisle ana pore down.
"Has Mr. Case told you about the
catalogue, Miss Fuller?' he demanded.
"Will you get to work on 1t at once?
I've told Miss Wilkes to send you a
stenographer for the rest of the after
noon. Mr.. barrow IS exceedingly con-
cerned over this new mishap; he fears
Captain Ashland will get most un.
favorable impression of the business.
So do your best. Is there anything
else you requireT'
81 require" said |, "to have Cap
tain Ashland removed from my desk,
where he is sitting in the expectation
of having angels or ravens or some
thing bring him a cup of tea"
"What?"
Eyes. He came in and saw me heat.
ing water to remove bookplate, and
took it so hard that the kettle wasn't
boiling for tea, that with that very
impression that the number of un-
toward events which have occurred
here since Monday might rather preju-
dice q stranger, | really didn't know
what to do but to offer TO make him
some. DO you mind. Mr. Roberts?
You know English people think the
world is coming to an end If they don't
have their tea; and If they do. they
don't care whether it does or not"
81 believe you did right" admitted
Mr.. Roberts, grudgingly, while Mr..
Case smiled graciously. and observed
that Darrow's was different, anyhow.
Teas nonsense, of course; but II
can't delay you more than few min
utes. And it's very nasty cold, wet
day."
| sped through the shipping Office to
the Jackson apartment beyond. Ulys-
ses' wife, a lively person. of dusky
good looks, considerably younger than
her husband. Maebelle by name pro
nOunced as usuaD, was enchanted
with the idea of party and willingly
lent me the makings for afternoon
tea, of which ! laid in liberal sup
ply, and also her silver-plated pot
with the gilt wild roses. When
came back to my desk with these
spells, | was not aStonished to see that
Captain Ashland was being enter
tanned by Mr.. Roberts and AR. Case.
And little distance away stood Nan
cy. primly clasping her notebook and
pencil | perceived that in this emer.
gency Miss Wilkes had selected her
least experienced stenographer to send
TO me. MoOred alongside Nancy was
| Dennis, the stockrOom boy with a
| blissful and entirely vacuOus smile on
his face. and her typewriter clasped
on his stomach