The Waterbury Democrat., 1941-08-27

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 Kav Donovan waved the folded newspaper under Attorney Hymns nose. ,-.
 "There, if that doesn't bring him an. nothing will. Unless he's stopped reading the help-wanted ads He thinks he's tops in selling; tnat original ideas and courage to use them will catch his eye"
 You seem sure that this young man can sell WondroSoap," Flynn smiled patronizingly. If he does III admit he's marvel. :,
 "Ted Andrews can sell anything. :.
 Hes sold you-on Ted Andrews. The big Irishman laughed ana ducksd as Key hurled the paper at him. But there was laughter, not anger, in the green eyes.
 In the three days he had known Katie Donovan, Mike Flynn had learned to love the girl. She was much like her father-determined, self-confident, and once she made ID her mind there was no changing her decisions. He had found that out when, with Macleod and Gold berg. he had vetoed the idea ot her living at the factory.
 And where would be better place for 1ne2" Kay demanded. Il have rent free. I can cook my own meals. I have no hotel lobby loaf- CTS ogling me every t.uie I leave the elevator. I'm going to plant a gar den, too. Raise vegetables, cut oo"n expenses"
 Ana that was the way it turned out.
 Right now, Mike was enjoying his cigar after testing Rays cuil- nary skill. He had to admit sne co,,id cook. Not even Tim Donovan madO a better Irish stew He salo .sNTother taught me, and she taught Dad, too" Kay explained 'It,s the same recipe
 Flynn tapped smoke rings rom his pursed lips. Many the nlgnt, Katie. your dad and I sat here ana talked agout you. We grew up to- gether. Tim and in the same block. Irishtown, they called It then. when we weren't fighting the gang from across the tracks, we fought among ourselves. Many the black eve Tim and I gathered together
 But Kay wasn't listening to him. She rushed to the door.
 "Mike--Mr. Flynn-there'S a car stopping outside. Do you think ".
 DO I think it's that young luna tic that climbs up card tables? open the door ard let's see. Or would you rather be greeting him in the moon- Ight2" ,.or
 Kay blushed. An instant later someone knocked. Then
 eve found him. This Anrews fel- low!" Goldberg shouted.
 Ted walked into the room behind
 %This is your future employer" the lawyer began.
 "You! Again" Ted gasped.
 s'Why. yes" Kay was laughing at his surprise. Il inherited a busi- ness. I'm ar heiress, just as you said. I need the best salesman in the country, man with idea and"-sne winked at Mike Flynn-"courage to climb out on top of 10 cara tables"
 "All right, Miss Donovan. have your fun" Ted tried to make ms voice sound stern and business Ike. .sWhat's this high-powered sales jop you wanted to see me about!
 Kay explained, told him apouI her father, his successful patent ana his dreams for an all-purpose clean pr. If Tim Donovan was sure Won drosoap was good, it would sell, pro- y1ded it was backed with good sales xampaign. She wanted to know II he was willing to give it a trial. -
 And what do get out or tnlsf Ted demanded. Kay glanced al Flynn and Goldberg.
 "You can have $25 8 week and S cents commission on every can of Wondrosoap you sell"-Flynn and Goldberg smiled-"or you can have A quarter interest in the business and take the same risks do. I'll put up the cash. I've got $400."
 The smile underwent quick trans formation, became a frown.
 Katie" Flynn broke in, you can't ee giving away your business like this -
 ''If you sell" Goldberg warned s'this Andrews will take 25 per cent And you'll sell"
 .Yo,I heard my offer" Kay waited