The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1934-09-14
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TT 10. 50 don't let me catch you
passing any crooked labels. young
.Your success il assured in my
hands," Caroline told him. But
do you mind hurrying away from
here? That one o'clock whistle will
Be ealing 10 back before you know
it."
Fright you are. And Ma put in
. strawberry tart for you. How's
that for . fairy godmother :"
Caroline wouldn't tell him she'd
lost her appetite, 50 she nibbled ct
her sandwiches and ate the tart, and
WAS surprised to find that she rel.
ished it.
They were sitting under . willow
BY . brook. Caroline's radiant
spirit Of the morning and her false
cheeHfulness were gone beyond her
power to recall. Malcolm saw that
some secret trouble had claimed her.
When the lunch was finished he
smoked in silence, forbearing to
press words upon her attention.
What was he to this girl, any.
w1y3 he asked himself, watching
her Is she stared meditatively into
the clear water that whispered over
the stones ct her feet.
He felt . million miles away from
her. It was little solace to him at
that moment to dwell upon the
warmth Of her attitude to others
What else could she be, but tolerant
and friendly, he demanded Of his
judgment, when he was always
around doing his good deeds. She
was kind, fair, not ! snob like her
father. How else could . girl like
that treat him If she did not want r.
cut him altogether?
Caroline, absorbed in her thoughts,
was unaware that she had spoiled
their hour, thrown him into q study
- deep Is her own and filled him
with doubts Of himself, made his
small rise 1t the factory . negligi-
bic achievement in his eyes.
"Some day" he told himself bleak.
y, "I'll kiss her If I'm not careful,
and then what will happen? The
end Of little Willie!"
The thought was devastating.
Before you do that, you idiot, you'd
better take that other job and keep
away from her"
This was something he had not
told Caroline - that he'd had .
chance to 60 with Dunsworth's COM
petitor ct . better salary and had
refused it to be near her.
She looked up ct him suddenly,
impersonally. and asked him . ques-
ton.
Malcolm, what's the best seller
the factory produces?"
Malcolm was nonplussed. Had
she, then, been dreaming Of fac.
tory products! It stirred his sense
Of humor-he wanted to laugh, and
did smile. He'd been holding his
heart out to her-and her mind had
been occupied with soaps and pow
ders. But it was . relief, too. Bet
ter soaps and powders than some
other man.
"The laundry crystals, I sup
pose" he answered.
Are they good?"
As good as any"
.Could they be improved"
n doubt it,"
What makes the most money!"
Probably the face mask. You
ought to know about that-it's the
famous Rutledge formula"
II know about it, yes, but not
about others. Are there any others
If there are the public doesn't
know It. Between you and me
think the factory is kept going on
the mask. The profits on the soaps
alone wouldn't do it: they're too
close. The velvet's in the COS.
metics."
"Then if some one came along
with . better mask and the public
found it out it would be 4 fine thing
for the person who owned the for
1T would be . gold mine-if It
were really good, marvellous. as
some OF the girls at the factory say.
There are plenty Of $3.50 prepare.
tlons-none that caught on like the
kutledge Mask. The way it swept
the country was about like wildfire.
but Of course it didn't continue to
sell like that. It holds as well as
anyone could expect. though"
Ito Be Continued)
Copyright b. Ruth Dewey Grove,
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