The Washington times., 1937-06-21

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little laugh. william thought she
was laughing with happiness at
her luck. In reality Margery was
laughing at his popeyes and
squirrel teeth.
Meanwhile, Manager Pipp was
trying to explain to President
Mason why he had been on the
verge Of refusing to give the girl
the job.
"You see, Mr.. Mason" he said
earnestly, IT have hired a great
many girls for office work and I
have found that the extremely at
tractive types are well aware Of
their attractiveness and waste
valuable hours each day n
primping."
"Primping?"
Eyes, sir, using lipstick and
rouge and powder or fixing their
hair or fussing with their nails"
IT am a fairly good Judge Of in
telligence, myself. Pipp," Mr..
Mason replied, with considerable
cold dignity. "One cannot censure
a girl because she iS-er-attrac-
tive" He had been about to say
beautiful" but changed his mind.
This young lady is mentally
bright. There isn't doubt about
it. I especially noted her keen
eyes and her well-formed forehead,
also her good Judgment in dress"
eyes, sir" Pipp "yessed," meekly
enough.
"She was CARRIED with intelll-
gence, becomingly, but nothing
ultra modern or rakish or fluffy
about it.
"You are right, Of course. Mr..
Mason"
Mason nodded as though it
went without saying that he could
never be anything else than quite
right about everything, and then
took up the matter Of business he
had on his mind when he had
come in.
Margery Morrison pranced gay
1y down the corridor to the eleva-
tor. After all, it hadn't been as
bad as she feared. When she
had refused to go places with
her former employer, Mr.. Ken
dali, and had quit before he
could tell her she was through,
she had unhappy visions Of be-
ing weeks looking for another
suitable position. But here she
had landed a n. position, she
assured herself, on her second
day Of job hunting.
Margery did a little window
shopping until she realized that
she was hungry. Then she got
few things at q delicatessen
shop and went, to. the little apart
ment occupied by herself and
her loyal girl friend, Susie
Rogers.
Margery made up some sand
witches, brewed some tea, got
into restful slippers and kimono,
and proceeded to regale herself,
gastronomically from the viandS
and mentally from a current
magazine.
BY the time that Susie got
home from her office job Mar.
gerry had their dinner well under
way and was stretched out on
the divan, finishing another
magazine story.
"H'ja, Marge!" Susie said as
she tossed her hat on a chair.
Hi, Sue"
Margery didn't look UP because
she was at an exciting passage
in the story. Susie misunder.
stood and ran over to her.
Listen, honey, don't let it
get you down. You'll land some
II have-a swell position, Just
made for me, Sue"
Margery proceeded to tell her
about it.
Peace and purity league? Now
tie that one! Gee, that's swell,
Marge. No fresh idiots with ex.
ploring hands and unholy yearn-
ings in an outfit like that. What
luck!"
Margery agreed, and they had
dinner with much happy chatter
and high hopes.
At the same time Mr.. Pipp, man.
ager Of the California Peace and
Purity League, was at home tell
ing his wife the details Of how it
happened that one Margery Nor
rison was hired to be President
Horace MaSon's secretary.
"The oleagenous old hypocrite,"
Mr.. Pipp spluttered, Saying that
he especially noted her keen eyes
and well-formet- forehead. You
bet he did, and her Cupid.bow
lips and dimpled cheeks and her
neat ankles and her pretty legs
and swell figure. I wouldn't trust
old Mason as far as I could throw
the Ferry Building"
CHAPTER II
1t was five minutes of nine, the
next morning, when Margery Nor.
rison walked into the offices of
the California Peace and Purity
League. Manager Pipp was al.
ready at his desk.
Good morning." Pipp said.
"PromptnesS is a virtue"
He's been reading a book, Mar.
gerry thought, but she said, Good
morning Mr. Pipp. Where shall
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