The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1935-04-23

your three years are quite up
Then Jim said:
"Well, if you're determined,
we might wangle it. But why
don't you get your girl to meet
you in Japan? Then you won't
have the boss against you-
only the Shanghai manager,
who will probably see to it that
Lucy proves up"
AS they returned to the
house, Jim went on, I'll clear
out and let you have our dig
gings. Might go in with the
boss. He's just had word that
his wife's spending another
year in Europe"
Thanks" answered Stephen.
He wanted to say more, but
could not.
TWO days. and the storm
still hurled its brown particles
at the house.
Kin came with the white
envelope Of the telegraph sta
ton. He opened it: Japan in
August, Lucy"
CHAPTER 5.
The long northern winter drew
to its end. The grain towers
grew lower and lower as their
spiral mating walls were un-
coiled and the last of the beans
taken by junk down the rivers,
swollen by the spring freshetS.
Patiently, slowly, with crooked
sticks made into plows, the peas
ants cultivated the almost in
Credibly vast fields. Over the red
plain lay a green simmer of
young koaliang and beans.
July came. The kaoliang
stood ten feet tall. Pods heavy
as money weighted the bean
vines down, and Stephen had
returned from his last trip be-
fore going to Japan to meet
Lucy. AS he came into the
company building, he was sur
prised to see the desks deserted.
He glanced into the boss's pri-
vate office, and there, crowded
around the doorway to the store
room, was the entire office force
the boss, Jim, the new class
d man recently arrived from New
York.
Look what's here!" cried the
boss, turning as he heard Ste
phen's step.
AS the men made a place for
him among them. Stephen saw
the coolies taking hundreds of
: little lamps from a great pack
ing box. Rows of them stood on
the floor, along the wall
What do you know" said the
boss, they've never said a word
about my letter, telling them of
your idea. But they didn't let
the grass grow under their feet.
Been perfecting it. I see"
Stephen picked up one of the
lamps wonderingly. Very differ
ent from his conception, and
better, he had to own. Yes,
better.
They hit on a good thing
when they made that broad
base" he heard Jim saying. ITS
really like a Chinese tea bowl in
verted Solid as the devil. Won't
upset"
1.-THE red color's good" the
boss broke in. Good Chinese
red-that'll please 'em. Some
body was smart to think of that.
And making it of tin was a
clever scheme too. Chinese will
be making them out of old oil
tins as soon as the company be-
gins charging for them .Circu-
lar-letter in the mail today says
they're going to give the lamps
away all over China-for three
months. That1l stimulate bust
ness"
"Umph!" said Jim. Suppose
they've done so many things to
the idea they've forgotten it came
out of our office"
Teamwork, that lamp" The
boss carried one to his desk.
The other men went back to
their work, but Stephen stood
with a lamp in his hand. How
he had dreamed of 1.-THE Chase
lamp-the honor, the individ-
uality it would bring him. Anger
famed within him. 1t was his
idea. he should profit by it.
Lucy should profit by it.
Exploiting Him
The company was exploiting
him irth.not acknowledging his