Plentywood herald., 1929-03-14

always was. Others did not appreciate
her frantic desire for absolute cOncen-
tration A second time, a third, she
went over the printed sheet, her pencil
poised beside each line Of type as she
compared it with the corresponding
item on the typewriter original, guild
ing her eye there by ruler which she
slipped line by line down the page. A
fourth time she commenced at the be-
ginning and labored to the end. 20.
KIN. Bonner" she wrote with the
nagging uncertainty that was now ha-
bitual No matter how often she re-
checked, she could never feel sure that
she had not let some misprint escape
her.
| After a dinner, ordered with an eye
| to its exact total in cash rather than
calories, Margery spent the evening in
her little room sewing the hem of her
new dress and refitting the sleeves and
! the collar. 1t was midnight when she
spread out on the bed her duplicate
proof and the typewriter original OF
the Stuart advertisement for Thursday
October 18. Sitting tailor fashion in
her ch-colored crepe de chine pa
jamas, she bent her blue eyes on the
worrisome pages for one last comfort
ing, uninterrupted assurance that she
was going to get the best of w. j.
Way back in August, w. j. acquired
a new daily setting-up exercise. He
would snatch his morning paper from
the breakfast table, scrutinize the
Stuart advertisement, throw the paper
violently on the floor Months ago he
had undertaken to discipline minor
employe of the store. During these
months she had successfully disciplined
/ hin, Tho nf oHipiny, ~
expert is not adequate to such situa-
ton. But w. j. had other language in
his system.
At times, too he kicked the paper
He no longer tried to fool himself BY
a pretenSe of calm superiority. He
frankly yearned to take a certain slen-
der, blue-eyed girl by the shoulders anC
shake her, shake her till the madden
ing smile vanished from her face. In
evitably, he knew, the day must come
when she would overlook some print
er's error and thus make The Mistake
Waiting for the supreme moment he
grew moody and irritable. The setting
up exercise became daily more vehem-
ent.
what are you swearing about, Bill?'
asked his sister, unexpectedly entering
the stately dining room of the old fash
!, ioned Stuart town house as w. j. was
kicking the Morning Globe of Thurs
day, october 49, across the floor Kath-
crime Stuart seldom got up for break
fast; never, in fact, unless she was 60
ing out Immediately afterward. She
was now dressed in a dark street frock
French model that was favorite Of
hers. 1t had two trick little streamers
lined with white which trailed from the
back of the collar.
Il wasn't swearing" muttered w. j.
sideling sulkily to his chair.
1.-The store has ruined your disposi-
tion and now 1t is undermining youl
character. heard you," said Kit, pick
ing up the paper. "You are getting toe
grouchy for words, Bill. You hardly
ever 60 out any more and when yoJ
do you're as sociable as cactus. The
crowd says you're In love-"
That's all they know about busi-
ness" replied w. J. hotly.
20, told them 1t was the store But
! I do wish you'd get over taking 1t sc
. hard and turn human again. You ever
bark at me-"
1 "Ive been-worried," said w. j. con.