Nogales international., 1931-03-21
Eighth Instaument

Maggie Johnson, whose iatnei 10 49, -
carrier, her mother lazy woman VINO mas
Ssscer better DAYS" and her sister boot
1epger's sweetheart who works IN a beauty
roarIor is stock girl in the MACK" stores,
The Fiye-and-Ten Of San francisco. boy
whom she knows only as Joe grant,
but who is really Joseph Grant mac
Kenzie Merrill, son Of the owner OF the
SsMack," is learning the business BY start
ing at the bottom. He doesn't IKE tne
4Eo5 Mntil he meets Maggie. And neither
III them realizes that they are falling IN
love with each other, at frst Joe IS I'M
eIoressed, however, by Maggies inteings9SS
And goodheartedness, and gives her aQVAce
IN the subject nearest her heart, how TO
i've the deal life She makes sugge:tion
Eor better way of selling certain lines.
TIe tells his father, as Il It were his own
Sdea greatly pleasing the old man. re
yinds that the girls he used to Know oon .,S
Snterest him as much as Maggie does, ana
,ssvhen Maggie discloses her love IN bsffet
,nf jealousy no realizes that he loves ner'
Zoo b
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
Her face burned, her hands were
lscy, her confused mind was only
hlI,r. and her heart one heavy, unerl-
durable ache. >
It had been pretty bold Of her to
{u1estion him, to rebuke him about
Paula Younger. After all, it was Joe's
affair,
Her thoughts burned. sttng, writhed
together. The one unbearable thought
was that the half-pa five o'clock
whistle would sound, and Murphy
beoiu to close the big jointed iron
.grills against the world, and that she
would have to go home-what else
could she do?-heartbroken and alone,
and bear the weekend with Joe mad
at her.
He had already been elevated to the
offices, which were placed in a position
lfof some dignity and seclusion, on a
.snezzanine deck at the far rear OF the
store.
Sometimes, when customer
brought in defective article, Maggie
had to guide her upstairs to the WIN
dow marked Complaints" and once
tor twice other errands had taken her
TO fhe offices. But she had no excuse
to-day.
She turned the knob of the glass
door rather timidly, and saw Joe
standing at the window in the back OF
the room, with Simmonds, buyer,
both intent upon the inspection OF
some sort of material.
"What is it," Simmonds asked
sharply,
"Excuse me-" Maggie faltered, 'but
Is Miss Pope up here"
Simmonds came toward her. And
Toe-as she saw with a sinking heart
casually turned away and began to
study bloated, bursting book Of
~sWatcheS."
"Was Miss Pope up herc7" Sim
monds asked.
Miss Pope" Joe said, in a quiet
voice, SIS downstairs in the music de-
partment."
Maggie's face was very red, she
Booked only at the older man. .
u didn't see her there" she said
fhicIdy,
And somehow she got herself out
of the glass door again, and somehow
flew down the stairs, and was fever
istly busy instantly with large card
board box of locketS and chains, in the
Jewellery department.
Aud all the while her heart pounded
as if it would hammer her to pieces,
and her Shamed thoughts almost suf-
kocated her.
"Efe knew I went up there to talk
10 hinl-whatll he think ara He
didn't want to speak to me at all
and biuffed that Miss Pope was ul
there-he seen right through mel He
saw right through me. Oh, | wish ]
was dead l can't have him thinking
aike that about me! | wish | was
fdeao What'll do? can't ever look
hin ia the face again"
Sh. was standing at an angle OF the
Jewellery counter that was placed 1r
a sort of niche between columns.
Suddenly she knew that tall, lear
xnan was lounging on the counter be-
lside her, his shoulder almost touching
he own,
"Still mad at mea" 1t was Joe:
voice
"Joc-" Her voice wouldn't come
FfJoe. don't be mean to me-" she saic
Fn a low tone, holding her word:
STEADY. not raising her eyes.
Was | mean to you, Maggie :"
vi COUrSe-Ok COURSE you IC uOC
aJoel It's just that Pm-Pm an idiot
It's none of my business who yot
lunch with-and I'm soFry I-blev
tip"
Il. u your business, if yea care
Maggie" he said, nicely, kindly, ever
Il LITTLE grufly.
But I am going not to care"
Joe experienced a queer LITTLE
ewinge of pain. She looked SO small
sc weary, SO exquisitely pretty in thi!
soft light, and she was such loving
aittle thing!
I'm glad we're friends again." hi
said awtcwardly.
Eyes. am, too
"I couldn't of stood it." she con
S;cssed,
The other employees of the Macl
<xcre streaming through the side doc
<Uhcn Maggie came flying up from th'
Cocker room. Joe was lingering a
a1le tup Of the stairs.
Il thought Id walk with you II
d1ae coruer."
FQh that's grandl Which way d