The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1931-09-15
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II don't quite know what. When
Mark talks the way he did this
morning-he doesn't mean it, Of
course, but not being able to find
a job is getting on his nerves. May
be it's getting on mine, too.
Il try not to let it. Chris, I hate
to talk to you like this, but what
can I do?"
Chris Saunders selected tender
section of celery.
Hes right, you know" she said
thoughtfully, "at least about your
getting a job. A man with a grain
of gumption isn't going to let his
wife bring home a pay check while
he's doing nothing"
But 1 didn't mean it that
way"
"Of course you didn't, lamb. 1t
isn't how we mean things; it's the
way other people take them that's
important. Anyhow I think Mark
right. What kind of job has he
been looking for?"
ooh, anything! I've heard him
say a dozen times he's willing to do
anything, and he means it. Mark
would do anything at all so long as
it paid enough for our living.
That's what worries me. You see
the money we borrowed is almost
gone"
your credits good with me, kid"
do you think Mark would let me
borrow from you? Or course not!"
We'll, about this job What does
he know how to do?"
TINE two tiny wrinkles reappeared
i in Normas forehead. Work
ing in his fathers office is about
the only veal job ever had. He
wasn't there very long and any
how that was mostly getting &C
quainted with the people in the or
ganization and seeing how things
were done"
Don't I know! Rich mems sons.
Inherit the business some day
come in and see how the faithful
slaves keep it going"
Swiftly Norma took the defense
"But it wasn't Marks fault. That
was what his father wanted him to
do. And besides it's different now.
Mark really wants to work He
wants to work hard and he's been
through college and he's so clever.
Oh, know he'd be a big success if
he could just get a chance!"
While she was still speaking the
other girls face had lighted.
"Listenp' Chris exclaimed dramat-
ically, 1--WE got an idea! Do you
suppose Mark could sell advertise
ing?"
"Of course he couldp
well, I just remembered some
thing. Bud Jamiesons quitting
Saturday and Brad hasn't hired
any one to take his place.
Brad doesn't ordinarily take in
experienced statesmen, but he likes
Mark! I'll tell you what you do"
CASUALLY that evening Norma
~ spoke of meeting Chris. She
added in an off-hand way, Chris
said Mr.. Harris been wanting to see
you. Asked if you could stop in his
Office tomorrow morning"
What's he want to see me
about?"
Dark fringed lashes fluttered
family. Then the better part of
valor won victory. It don't know"
the girl said. "She told me Mr..
Harris always in about IL o'clock.
Chris is looking awfully well,
Mark. I don't believe she's putting
in as much overtime as she did"
Shortly before noon next day Nor
ma was called to the telephone. A
jubilant-voiced Mark almost shout
ed the glad tidings:
Brad Harris got a job for me
Wants me to start right away. DO
you hear that, baby? I said Brad
Hart wants me to work for him
selling advertising. Sure I can do
it! Why. Of course.
Everybody knows advertising's a
good thing; It'll be snap! Harris
taking me around to meet some of
his customers this afternoon. I'll
tell you all about it when I get
home. See you later, baby. Bye!"
They celebrated by going to the
neighborhood motion picture house
that evening and holding hands
throughout a talking drama which
was neither very funny nor very
moving emotionally.
To Norma the picture glowed with
a haze of romantic beauty that was
to make it memorable.
For a week thereafter Mark
Travers arose to the clangor of the
new alarm clock, downed his break
fast and sprinted for the 8:15 car
Each evening he reappeared be-
tween $50 and 6. After dinner he
read a volume Norma had I'M
earthed in the public library. 'Psy-
chology in Selling Advertising
was the title of the book.
Norma got out the paper note
book containing her much thumbed
budget. Forty-f1ve dollars a week
was the sum Mark was to be paid.
Pitifully small to young man of
Marks financial standards, but
there would be commissions and
raises.
Norma remade the budget sheet
so that it totaled $45. There was a
column headed savings" too.
Saturday noon-Mark's first pay
day-she waited impatiently for
his arrival. She waited until
$ frigid tremors coursed her spine
and her hands were clammy. She
tried to invent excuses; even in
vented reasons to believe the ex-
cuses. She waited and waited
and at 4:30 there was steps on the
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