The Washington times., 1938-02-26

beautiful Janet Faral.
Darling" Janet was saying, i
that way, your notions about VIZ
men in industry are hopelessly ar
tiquated. Most girls continue work
ing after marriage and no on
thinks anything about it. Lool
at Helen Murson. Look at"
Joe interrupted. heatedly
"There's a fine example of wha
I've been saying. Does any on
ever call her Mrs. Jerome POLLS
ofer? No! Instead they call he,
husband, Mr.. Murson."
Janet giggled, "Pollisofer-it
sounds like furniture"
Joe dispelled her attempted hu
NOR with an emphatic teaspoon
"You see," he challenged, every
one laughs at the man and his
name because he lacks dignity
And he lacks dignity because his
wife works. In our case it's even
worse, because we're in the same
office"
EARNS SIS A WEEK
"Tt isn't a. it," he continued
mistaking the Faral silence for
surrender, I'VE would need your
salary. After all I earn seventy
five a week and stand good
chance of promotion"
From which it may be gathered
the matter had come up before.
In truth-although the philoso-
pher would dismiss the matter as
inconsequential in the cosmic
scheme of thingS-to Janet and
Joe it was the very devil of an
obstacle-for you see, they wanted
perfection.
Miss Faral nibbled daintily at
her toast Melba. She let her eyes
rest meltingly on Joe-full power.
A delicate fragrance, Matchabelli' s
Ave Maria, aSSailed his masculine
nostrils. Her little hand covered
q portion of his big paw. Very
Elective this, though quite trans
parent-from the sidelines. But
Joe wasn't on the sidelines. He
was in the path of the full sweep
Of the avalanche-with his neck
out. A glazed look crept into his
eyes.
LATE HOUSEWORK"
"Joe," said Janet, when she fig
ured him sufficiently cooked and
quite tender, 'let's be logical about
this. I hate housework. Taking
care Of three rooms in Flatbush
would drive me crazy. My lamb
doesn't want me to do something
] hate, does he?"
The lamb" choked out an OBJ
vious negative-charged with emo
ton.
after ALL" the artful little mink
pressed her advantage, I'VE do
want to get married. AS a sport
ing gesture you ought to let me
continue at my job"
A flickering spark of the old
Barth asserted itself. Perhaps he
sensed the Sophistry in her reas-
oning.
I'LL make you sporting propo-
sition," and at her look of inquiry,
well get married Just as soon as
either one Of us gets a raise or a
promotion. II you get raise first,
I'll offer no objection to your keep
ing your Job. But if I get the first
break" he paused dramatically,
then you'll be satisfied to take
care of three rooms-in Flatbush."
This agreement they sealed in
a thoroughly binding and salts
factory manner.
GROWING ORGANIZATION
Universal Products was a rapidly
expanding organization. Every
one, from office boy to manager,
stood with one foot poised and
ready to step up into the next job.
The end of the fiscal year found
the personnel Seething with ex-
citement. Midwestern and Pacific
Coast branches were being con-
templated by the directors. Most
Of the younger department heads
were also doing some contemplat-
ing-in the strictest privacy, Of
course-of themselves as possible
branch managers.
They walked about the office,
their eyes fixed on some distant
point, symbolizing the man of
vision. When they spoke to the
staff, it was in tones tending to-
ward the orotund. Those who had
naturally high-pitched voices sat
isfied the executive urge by using
a few WordS-Sparingly, as though
preciouS-and clipping the accents
short.
WAS AMBITIOUS
OF course, Joe Barth cherished
ambitions. He combined technical
knowledge with a knack of get
ting things done. Barth was a.
valuable man. Miss Faral was Sec
retary to one of the company'SI
vice presidents, a Mr.. Fielding,
whose sole duty it was to welcome
foreign buyers.
The first definite news to leak
out was that a San Francisco
branch was actually being estab-
hshed. The second news item af-
fected Miss Faral personally. Mr..
Fielding was being sent abroad
where-so to speak-he could stalk
the European customer on the
home grounds. No mention was
made of Mr.. Fielding'S secretary.
During the afternoon. Janet moved