Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1929-07-30

Charlotte Chatterton, whose nick
name is Chatty, is a born gossip
and busy-body. She loses her job
in Mrs. Mayberry's store because
she talks too much, and leaves with
out collecting her weekly wage of
eighteen dollars. However, her
younger brother, Pud, gets it for
her later.
Chatty does not mind being fired,
except for the loss of her weekly
salary, because she would rather
work in an office, where she would
have a chance to meet men, than
stay with Mrs. Mayberry.
One of the customers of her
mother, Mrs. Harriet Chatterton,
who earns a small living by doing
plain sewing, is a Mrs. Van Mugs.
The two women have awayS been
friends, and when Chatty asks Mrs.
Van Mugs to ask her wealthy hus-
band to give her a position in the
offices Of his bond house down
town, Mrs. Van Mugs says she will
do her best.
On the following day, which is
Easter, the two Van Mugs come to
the ChattertonS' little flat to tell
Chatty that she can have a job in
he filing department of the COM
pany, and Chatty says she will start
work the next morning.
She gets there at eight o'clock,
before anyone has arrived, to start
work for the day, and after she
takes off her hat and coat she goes
proWling around the office. AS she
is going through the files a good
looking, red-headed young man,
whom Chatty has seen twice before
on the street during the past few
days, comes up to her and scoldS
her for looking at the name cards
in the files. He tells her she must
never let anyone outside the office
know what those names are-for
they are the names Of the Van Mugs
company's customers, and are a big
trade secret. Chatty promises she
never will repeat a single name.
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CHAPTER Nv
The big, luxurious office was as
thrilling as a three-ring circus to
Chatty that morning.
She sat there in her corner, near
the filing cabinets, and watched it
fill up with people who worked
there.
They came N, one by one-smart
girls in tiny hats and short skirts
and silk stockings - good-looking
young men in well-bruShed suits
and the stiffest Of white collars.
There's not a man in the place,
though, who is half SO good looking
as the red-headed mani" Chatty
decided, looking them all over with
her quick, busy eyes.
His dark-blue suit was no neater
than any other. suit in the office.
His white collar was no whittier
than the rest of the mems collars.
But, somehow, he had a certain
grace and a certain I-should- worry
air that the others did not have.
He's a regular. head-liner!"
thought Chatty, who picked I'D
Puds slang every now and then.
and used it.
AT nine o'clock a pretty, brown
eyed girl came out of the cloakroom
and walked straight up to Chatty.
She was holding out her hand. and
a smile of welcome shone in her
eyes and lifted the corners of her
lips.
Good morning." she said. II
just saw MI. Mugs in the elevator.
and he tells me I'm to have a new
assistant. Are you Miss Chatter
ton?"
.Chatty said she was.
I'm Billie Langenau," the girl in
troduced herself. Our Job here Il
70 keep the cards in the files in
order-and all the letters and other
papers, too. It's not hard work. I
IKE 1t-and I know you will. too
Let's see, have you any paper cuffs
70 wear over your sleeves?"
Chatty did not have any. SO Bill
lie Langenau made her a pair out
of some heavy brown paper and
pinned them around Chatty's wrists.
They'll save your dress" she said.
"And I usually pin a piece Of paper