The Omaha guide., 1932-12-17

upon a career for herself ratner imam
marriage or the ordinary life OF
drudgery. She finds a job in a small
tea-room TO pay the cost of a course
in stenography. IN the tea-room she
meets and comes to like Jerry Wilson,
the only waiter. who plans some day
to open a similar shop OF his own.
Jerry asks Ellen to join him in the
protected venture first as his cook
and later as his wife. But Ellen,
grown tired of working in the kitch-
en- all her life. accepts instead a Jop
with Harold Stern, a young puolclty
man and politician who has come IN
to her home town for a short time
on a publicity mission.
Now go on with the story:
CHAPTER II.
Harold Stern proved genia-
enough as an employer, and al
though Ellen at first resented the
little familiarities in which he
chose at times to indulge, she fl
nally came to take them quite as
a matter Of course. And in spite
of the aversion which he had at
first inspired in her, she found
herself now, as she continued to
work for and with him, strangely
fascinated, swept off her feet.
He was intelligent, quiet, suave,
successful. For many years he
had been a theatrical press agent;
that was still his principal occupa-
ton. But now that the theatrical
business was at such a low cob,
he had accepted this political job
until things picked up. 1t would
last, probably, only until after the
election in November, but it paid
him well in the meantime. That
was what Ellen liked about him:
he could get the soft-snap jobs,
jobs which paid big profits on
small investments of time and
energy. She compared him to
other men she had known-hard-
working, poorly dressed chaps like
Jerry Wilson-and the comparison
was inevitably in his favor. Oh,
he had it all over themI
Their work progressed beautiful
ly. There was not much to it
after aIl-only a few dozen letters
to be sent out each day, a couple
of speeches to be given during the
weeks that Immediately preceded
the election. Ellen was particularly
impressed by the speeches which
she typed; she admired Harold
Stern for his intelligence, his use
of words, his splendid command of
the English language. She was sor-
ry when election day drew near,
for she felt that it would mean the
end of her association with the
man who had given her her first
real break. And although she was
happy when their. candidate did
win the election, she could not sup
press her anxiety v e what the
future held in store.
The morning after the election
returns had all come in, she went
to the Office as usual, though with
some misgivings. Stern came in
late; he looked tired and had evil
IDENTIFY been drinking the night be-
fore.
Well" she asked him, cheerily
enough, what are we supposed to
do now?"
He grinned at her. "Baby," he
said, were moving. We're going
back to little old New York. Earl
Tracey'S decided to put on a new
show up there, and I'm gonna
press-agent it,"
"We?" Hope sprang to Ellen's
heart.
Sure, we. You're my secretary,
aren't you?"
ooh. of course" Ellen experience
ed the JOY of elation. Gee, won't
that be great"
He looked at her in wonderment.
"Never been to New York;" he
asked.
NO" she told him. Never. But
I'd like to go. I've heard SO much
about it and all
Then III along home and get
packed up. We're leaving this
afternoon-the 1925, SO we'll be
there by night. I've got to drop
in and see Earl around nine"
Go right now?"
yep, and make it snappy. I'll
get your ticket. Here's your check
for last week. Now heat it