The Washington times., 1935-09-07

rug, and a long imitation ma
hogany library table covered
with literature of the organiza-
ton, few health magazines
and such newspapers as we're
laid there and forgotten. When
she wasn't busy being a recep-
zionist, Helen addressed enve-
lopes, soliciting contributions
for the Campaign Department.
All this was carefully ex-
planned to Helen while Mrs.
ingalls,, the office manager, Sc
cretly admired Helen's skin and
wondered about Helen's hair.
Helen was terrifically anX-
ious to make good. But Mrs.
ingalls, had neglected to men,
tion how one handled sales
men of labor-saving devices,
insurance agents, solicitors Of
advertisements and a whole
drove of interesting and in
structive fellows with some
thing to sell. Helen graciously
sent them in with their i'm
pressive brief cases-usually
concealing safety razor gad-
gets, automatic desk fasteners,
etc., to the executive secretary
or only someone less important,
the publicity director.
BY noon of her first day the
office was a shambles.
I'm so sorry" Helen apollo
gized contritely, "but he didn't
say he was a carbon paper
salesman. Why, he said he had
in his brief case paper to
revolutionize the office detail
of this organization. Oh, the
wretch! I thought surely he
must have been someone ter
ribly Important"
Nor did it help matters when
Helen kept out the president
of the board of directors, a
meek, gray little man who said
he didn't want to see anyone
in particular; but just anyone
who wasn't busy. Helen Sc
verely sent him about his busi-
ness.
How was I to know he was
president of the board of di-
rectors?" she walled. "Why,
he looked just like "a bank
clerk"
Fortunately, Mr.. Ordsley,
whom she sent away so un-
tremendously, was completely
captivated by Helen's charm.
He made a great joke of his
dismissal but the laughter of
the others was a little sickly.
The girls in the office were
not slow to realize that Helen
hadn't bought her clothes on
her salary as a reception clerk.
"She's probably Lockwood's
sweetheart, was the consensus
of opinion.
But they liked her in spite of
their envy. She was so disarm-
ing in her ignorance of office
procedure, so pleased at their
suggestions even when they were
given sniffishly. The hardest
part of her job was getting in
at nine o'clock. No matter how
early she left the apartment,
Helen came in late. She was
one of those people for whom
trains are delayed by short cir
cults: floods and blown out
fuses. Fire nen held firelines in
her way and forced her to make
detours Of eight blocks or poor
men were thrown by runaway
horses and Helen was held (only
too willingly as witness. Helen
never lied-Mrs. ingalls, didn't
even believe the truth!
Where do you live, Miss
Shiller?" she questioned acidly.
ION Washington Square"
"On the Square?"
"Oh!" And her "Oh" was
poisonous.
Then by astute questioning,
Miss Ziegler, one of the secre-
taries, made the horrifying dis
covery. "Why, she's a society
woman doing social work as a
fad"
Which, of course, was unfor-
givable.
One day one of the case work
ers, Miss Birdie, fell and dis
located her hip. Mr.. Mech was
about to telephone the Social
Workers Exchange for case
worker when Helen pleaded
earnestly, "Mr. Mech, couldn't
I be a case worker, temporarily,
until Miss Birdie RECEIVERS? I
think I could do the work. I
understand it and I think I'd be
much better fitted to work with
cases than here in the office"
Ito Be Continued
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