Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1929-09-11

busy law office; Winnerton, Win
merton, Hastings and Glover was
the name on the door.
Mr.. Glover, the junior partner,
interviewed her. He asked only her
name, address and experience a.
first. When he heard that It was
limited to a few months In one
place he turned away.
Sorry. We want a girl or 90
least two years experienced"
So that was that.
Chatty began to feel a little dis
couraged. But she plodded 10 the
next address, which was a commits
| sion house, selling food supplies. II
was in the market section OF the
city, and Chatty turned UP her lit
tie sharp nose at the fishy, meaty
smells.
Mr.. Gorham was a fat little man
with nervous. pigs eyes; he was al
most entirely bald, and his ears
stood out from his head. Chatty
took an instant dislike to him.
Pile clerk, eh? Pretty young,
amt you?" he asked. But maybe
you'll do"
Chatty's heart leaped.
What kind Of a girl are YOU?
Like to stay home with mother
and read? Or do you like a little
party now and then?
Had MI. Van Mugs asked such
a question, Chatty would have
known the answer. But there was
a leer behind the question, and a
flash Of the narrow little eyes that
told Chatty that If she wanted his
job she'd better like parties and a
good time.
Something inside her turned up
side down; she felt sick.
II never 90 ON partiesl" she an
swered shortly. Il am a home
girl"
Mr.. Gorham turned away indif-
ferently. TOO youngl" he stated.
Chatty left with her head high
and her cheeks burning!
But II was an easy experience
compared to the next place she
tried forl This vas in a bank
Chatty had not visualized the adj
dress, and when she found herself
in the great banking room of the
Second National her heart leaped
again-fOr David was to work in a
bank Suppose II was this bank
Even If ii wasn't, didn't bankers
visit each others banks?
Chatty "a directed to the second
assistant office manager; to heI
great surprise she found that the
part Of the bank which didn't show
was bigger than what did. Up
stairs were dozens OF great rooms
and. apparently, hundreds or clerks
If you can qualify. can you ri
to work right away?" was the first
question. we need another oper-
ator this mintue-"
Indeed she could Shed begir
at oncel Chatty began to draw of
her glovesl
Just a minute. Where did YOU
work last?"
Chatty told him.
"Oh, / know Mr.. Van Nuys welil'
The officer drew a telephone e
him and called the familiar mum
Der. Chatty froze in her chair
What could she do? Where couir
she turn? Mr.. Van Mugs woulc
say!-Dh. what wouldn't he say
But there was nothing to do bu-
sit there and take ii.
She heard her name spoken, ther
q long silence. Then Thank YOU
Van!" and the phone clicked.
Chatty's face famed red. ShI
rose without waiting to be dis.
missed.
But the bank officer was yer,
gentle. He said only: Il am sorry
Miss Chatterton, but Mr.. Van NuyI
tells me that you were only on TIL
switchboard a short time. I an
afraid we need someone with NOR
experienced"
Chatty blessed him In her sorl
heart for being q gentleman.
OF course Mr.. Van Mugs ha,
torn her reputation to piecesl Sh
could hear the words in magma
ton: liar, tale bearer, troubl
maker
AT the end or the day. havin