Evening star., 1948-04-04
A Short Story

VVTHEN her buzzer rang cy at four fortyve Gwen Curtis
w sighed from somewhere down around her heels and rose
YEARLY desk At the end of tough week good old
Haggerty would be fresh daisy full of brisk plans next
week. month and five hence like case history
pamphlet on How To Succeed
Haggety wasn't old: thytwo to Ovens twenty yeght but
the boss always o His postwar broom had swept nearly
clean whole public relations staff of Mefod Enterprises Inc
Why had been spared she couldn't imagine unless he hadn't
got around vet studying the house organ she edited the Med
ford employees from factory Wall Street Perhaps this was it!
so would top day like the cherry top charlotte
gone Rudys call had somed it. Gwen DEAR his
gratiating had said the telephone I've the
wonderful break J. B. Neville has just asked to
his place Long Island for the week end 1t may new
He's up his neck preabrcaed housing you known
Of Gwen would understand That her She
Rudy do we'll He hometown boy crashing the
Big Town and he didn't know what he would have done without
her, unquote
The only thing she hadn't advised him about since he arrived
how and Sonya Neville but he seemed to doing
all right there by himself according to the comns 1t her
stupid fault to much Good old Gwen everybodys
pal from the Sales Manager of Medod down the phone oper
ator The of her desk getting shiny from thewear and
of people sitting there pouring their troubles Ditto the
chairs in her dinette in the apartment.
Well she had asked for it. If lacked glamor you could be
pa you couldn't get Ell Morocco you could put silver can
destcks and steaks the dnette table keep your mouth
and your mind closed and make say Great big
der you to the from you 1t better than
word puzzles and with Rudy it had become important.
As Gwen opened Haggey door she expected him pacing
the floor like the apprentice he most certainly One
these days she would be laying twopage picture spread
his wedding for the employees to dool Public Relations
Exec. Prefers Private Relations. Ha! Hal
Haggey wasn't pacing He sitting behind his desk looking
over his geps he had been playing Here's the church
and here's the steepe"
Gwen sat down without being invited thinking You may
when ready Gridey!"
Haggerty said. Gwen, you look awfur'
Gee thanks" she drawled.
Don't bristle. this is busness!"
She raised her eyebrows and answered bandy What ee
You look tired, you're edgy What's wrong?"
She thought Approach No. from the manual Personnel
Relations He's going tell need good long from Med
ford Enterprises preferably for life She said 'Nothngs wrong
Mr.. Haggerty'
YOU'RE doing swell job Gwen like it. you do
I've been thinking of sending the convention the home
plant - but don't know
Gwen should have felt pleased She felt only tired you're the
boss she said slowly
You're good with people," he continued thoughuly Every
body here likes you There's certain something you put out
personally and in print that makes them open up At least
used to"
Gwen forced her from the green desk botter Hagg
face His frank speculative He Lately you're
changed"
"A get awy tired of putting out of listening to
The boss said, Umhm thought So Ovens got troubles
too. He smiled. Man trouble, Gwen?"
She took cigarette from the box the desk to avoid his eyes