Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1934-05-13
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Jimmy DANES v. on the glass door,
Mason couldn't get along without her.
a James w. ran his business and she ran
him. Only he did1ft know it.
Never in the two years she had been private
secretary, stenographer, mouthpiece that got
rid Of Office nuisances and sponger of OF oc-
casional spots on his habitual blue serge suits,
had Mr.. Mason been other than a Prince
Charming. The trouble was, he wasn't her
Prince Charming.
Jimmy belonged, heart and SOUL to Rhoda
Fame and after seeing Rhoda even Julie
couldn't blame him. Everybody loved Rhoda.
once they knew how sweet and unassumlng
she was, and how she adored Jimmy.
Sweet peas for Miss Faine?"
.Sweet peas? Not this time I want to send
her something specialized roses. don't you
think, Julie?"
Red roses" echoed Julie, aloud, while men
tally she added, for love!" He needn't think
he was concealing anything from her. "A
Dozen" she inquired, with long stems?"
"All right I'll leave it to you. Don't tele-
phone this time Just take little extra time
for your noon hour and drop into the Flower
Shoppe I want this card put with them"
JULIE took the little white envelope rever-
~ emily What had James v. written inside?
Not for worlds would she have peeked. The
fact that it had been left unsealed was its own
protection. Wistfully she stared at the blue
serge back of the man who no longer could be
even the Prince Charming of her dreams. From
now on he was just her employer. but she'd go
on taking care of him just the same.
We're having special luncheon at the Bust
ness Mems Club and I'm already late or
wouldn't bother you about the florist, Julie"
He began showing into his light topcoat, Tor the
late Spring air was still crisp.
wait minute. You've won't be min
ute, Mr.. Nason-you've button loose"
Julie flew to a drawer in her typewriting
table, returning in jiffy with needle and
thread
Need wife, don't I?'
Every man does" said Julie without look
ing up.
you'll make a peach for some man. My.
that was quick work." Once again he shrugged
on his coat buttons all sound. and grinned.
Thanks. If Miss Fame calls up tell her I'll
promise not to keep her party waiting"
The Office door clicked. Julie felt her eyes
misting and a lump getting too big to be COM
Portable in her throat. CHANGING at the clock
she found she had just time to finish her letters
before one.
1t was characteristic Of her that she ordered
the flowers before her luncheon. Rhoda must
have them in time for her party. She wished
George Warren would send her flowers once
in a while. George never did, though he was
lavish with gum drops which he helped con-
sumo when he took Julie out.
Julie sighed. "Oh, well, George win make
q good husband, too. He'll be kind and
good provider."
The thought about Georges qualities grew
upon her the following week when Rhoda
Fame dropped into the Office one morning and
casually showed Julie her engagement ring.
my, it is beautiful" That it was too
beautiful for James " to afford in the present
state of young architects business she did
not voice. She would never let George pick
out so costly ring, though George, manager
of the only fish market in the suburb of
Lanesboro, was far better able to afford it
than Jimmy.
"A HEN the first Of the month came around,
wv the day MIR. Mason invariably sent
Rhoda flowers from town, Julie suggested May
flowers They're so fragrant. I'm sure" she
volunteered, thinking of the expense, Miss
Fame would love them just as much as Ameri-
can beauties"