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ROSEBURG NEWS-REVIEW, ROSEBURG. OREGON. MONDAY, MAY 6, 1929.
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CARELESS OF ALL
Such Is View of S. P. Lost
and Found Agent After
Long Experience in
Auction Sales.
American travelers are the most
. careless in t lie world! .
This In ih opinion of A. V.
Keane nf Hie Southern Pacific lost
and founrl department.
V And Keane ought to know for i
. In; has compiled data on railroads
- in all parts of th: civilized world i
which hIiowh that the American '
traveler leads by far tin; entire
"t world in articles lout on trains.
Keane is In general charge of
;-nll articles lurni d into the com- j
pany's lost nnd found bureaus and
left In railroad baggage rooms and J
-on trains. i
" "It's about a toss up between I
t CHAPTER I
At three o'clock of a sunny,
crisp November day Nan Carroll
was happy. Not just content, or
happy in a pullld, negative sort of
,,, way, but happy with that upwing-
, 1 f .. n.l.-lt urM,., M nkln In
ecstacy.
And yet no man, opening the
' outer door of the suite of three
' offices a door bearing the digni
fied sign, "John Curtis Morgan.
- Altorney-atI.aw" nnd peeping in
upon her could have discovered
" " any outstanding reason for her
happlncsB. Just a pretty young
stenographer or private secretary,
nnd a busy one at that, he might
. have thought.
Hut ir It had been a girl who
had peeped In and seen Nan's
flushed, pretty face, she would
.have deduced instantly thai Nan's
'-happiness was born of tho con-
i Rrfou.snesH that she looked ex
tremely well In her new fall dress
of riiHset silk crepe, n simple little!
sup or a mess wnose soon sinn
v dipped demurely just over the1
raps of rounded, slim knees.
Certainly Nan had reason for
happlnosH over the fact, that Ihe
russet silk crepe was almost exact
ly tho color of her bobbed brown
hair, that, the velvet of her nar
row brown pumps was subtly
matched In the velvet of her round
brown eyes. Such harmonies are
f'not accidental, but with Nan they
were instinctive, and not sufficient
"""reason for the joy that had sudden--o-ly
flooded over her so that her
small body almost visibly vibrated
'""with ll as she sat erect in the na.
'row-hacked chair before her type
writer. Her rlngless hands played rapid
ly over the keyboard of the ma
chine, as If endowed with a con
sciousness and Intelligence .of their
own, for certainly there was nolh
" lug in the legal document she was
typing from shorthand notes to
bring that high luster Into her
brown-velvet eyes, and that joy
flush Into her cheeks.
"Three o'clock!" She glanced nt
her tiny, octagonal white-gold
watch as she reached the end of
her shorthand notes. With an ex
pert twist of her wrist she look
the crackling sheets of legal sized
bond paper and carbons from the
machine, sorted litem swiftly, com-
41...... ...111. ll... ..Il.nn ....., .,f
the brief, scanned their flawless
, , typing proudly, then added clips
front a little box that had Its place
'"in the meticulous order of her top
'w, desk drawer.
mm mil u, hit iimk'i m1" nuiwni
.,, the exquisite little box, which John
Curtis Morgan, attot tiev-at law and
""'her employer for three years, had
' given her as a Christmas present
the first year she had worked for
- him. lie had laughed at her for us-
Ing It as a clip box, reminding her
that he had expected her to add It
. to her dressing table knlckuacks,
.; ami she had defended herself lame
- ly, unable to tell him that she kept
It here In the office because her
.'heart was here, rather than in Ihe
- niiiiiMieii ilium Mic leuieu n me
Week.
"He snld three o'clock, but thai
mentis any time before half past,"
Nan reflected Indulgently, as she
added the original copy of Ihe
brief to the stack of letters she
had typed earlier In Ihe day.
t" "Court had adjourned early. That
means that the prosecution 'rest-
them to- He'll be rtreadfullv tired
nnd all keyed-up. Ma be " and
oddly enough her e en sparK ted
ami her flush deepened at the
thought "he'll want me to work
tonight. So much to do -hisi iniu
. nte stuff; witnesses to subpoena;
his noles to be written up "
v m
Knterlng the office marked "Mr.
Morgan" the other office of the
suite was shared by the middle
''aged clerk and the young lawyer
who worked for Mr. Morgan on
- salary Nan deposited her tray of
f n shed work on the dosK, imuie
even straighter a neat stack of
unfolded letters received that day;
cast a measuring glance at tho
heavy onyx Ink well; blew a few
grains of dust from the shining
surface beyond tho spotless new
green blotter; adjusted the window
shade so that the slanting ray a of
the November sun should not
strike into the eyes of tho man
who would soon sit at that desk,
held a spread palm over the con
cealed radiator to make sure that
heat was coming up
She was Interrupted by (he 1
men and women as to which are
the most careless," said Keane.
"Men leave overcoats, umbrellas,
hats, pocket combs, shaving ma
terials, fountain pens, pocket
knives, overshoes, suitcases, cam
eras and even loupes aboard our
twins. Women leave vanity cases,
handbags, jewelry, mirrors, combs,
handkerchiefs, umbrellas, fur
coats, shoe, sweaters, purses,
bats and other fetnine articles on
the tnthi;; and especially in the
dressing rooms. Si range to say
'very few children's articles ate
turned in to our lost and foun 1
bureaus.
"Kvery effort is made to ascer
tain the owner of articles found on
our trains and in statin.) i, company
hotels and ie.staurai.Js Some
times the ou nei h of iuAi articles
are found alter months of corres
pondence and in many cises they
had forgotten they lost tho articles.
"After a rain huiicrt is at um
brellas and overcoats are Jefi on
our comrnutn trains and ferry
boats. Seldom are t!u k? nrth les
reclaimed at the lost, aid found
bureaus.
"It's comical to note some of I he
peculiar articles that are turner!
in from the lost and found bur
eaus. At one time a live pig was
turned In and at another a six
mouths old boy was found on one
of our ferryboat h. However, the
1929 & NLA
I sound of the outer door's opening
and closing. In a flash her small
i body was across the room, her
hand upon the knob of the divid
! Ing door, ,
! "Hello, Nan! Mlake back yet?
Did I'reston call?"
The very tall, very thin man
tossed his hat upon a knob of the
"tree" ami shrugged out of his
gray tweed topcoat. His black
hair, winging upward In a natural
pompadour from an extremely
high and broad forehead, was shot
through with threads of silver.
Nati never saw a silver fox pelt
without thinking, with a sharp con
traction of tins heart, of that silver
flecked mane of John Curtis Mor
gan's. His black eyes shone now
with the brilliance of fatigue and
excitement. Nan Carroll thought
and bad thought since the day she
first saw hint that he was the
most distinguished looking man
site had ever seen.
"Mr. Ulake Isn't here yet," Nan
answered eagerly, her eyes sweep
ing over him and noting every sign
or fatigue. "lie telephoned from
the sheriffs office, where he's
waiting for Illicit. T telephoned
Mr. I'roston when 1 had not heard
from by 12 o'clock, and made mix
appointment for you for half past
four here," she added trtumph
anlly. "I knew you'd be tired."
A humorous smile zigzagged
across Morgan's thin face, twitch
ing the wide, sensitive mouth, and
setting in his deep-set. eyes. There
was tender, teasing friendliness In
his deep voice as he answered:
"(bind girl! I don't know how
you do It. I honestly believe you'd
make Cal Coolblge come here if I
happened to want to consult him
about something. A busy, import
ant mini like Preston Oil, this is
splendid, Nan! I didn't think you'd
have time to Mulsh this brief be
fore 1 got back. That clears the
decks for us to work on this mass
of stuff I brought from court,
liralnerd sprang two surprise wit
nesses on us this afternoon, and
didn't call three I thought he was
banking ou. Heated at half past
two and caught me not ready to
open"
Nan followed him Inlo his pri
vate office, her small round face
alluhl with excitement. "I'll bet he
didn't call Parker nnd that Klein
lug woman. 1 told you he wouldn't!
He didn't dare! Of course you're
going to subpoena the Fleming
woman yourself and make her
talk" j
"Am I?" Morgan laughed, but his
tired eyes shot her a glance of re-1
sped. "I suppose I'll have to. If :
you say so. Tell Illake to attend to
It, when he. comes In, wont, you
Now, to gel down lo work," he)
sighed, a loiiu. thin, sensitive hand
reaching automatically for the
stack of new mail on his desk.
"Not unite yet," Nan corrected i
him briskly. "You just sit there
and rest for a minute. Shut your
eyes and don't dare think of Hi
thing until 1 get back."
She paused at Ihe door, to make!
sure that her commands were
obi yed. The long figure relaxed In
j the big swivel chair; with a deep.
Islh. as If he were expelling Ihej
' pnlsun of fatkue. John Curtis Mor
j gait rinsed bis eyes, but his wide
! mouth twit, tied humorously.
In less than a minute Nan was!
back, stepptim softly, and carrying
a tall glass of milk on an octagon
! al plate of pale green glass, which
ulso bore a stack of crisp raisin
bisetiits
, "IhtnU every drop and eat every
i-tuinhV she commanded, ulth a
: g renter show of assurance than
'he felt. "I'll bet my next week's
' sal;n veil didn't cut a bite of
1 lunch. It's a crime the way ymi
j lietleet our health."
John Curtis Morgan stared at her
. blankly for a moment, then broke
Into a series of delUhled chuckles,
j "runny little Nan!" he gibed at
, her fondly, hut he reached tor the
uluss and drank half of the milk
hetore setthm it down again, thank
cai:erly, hnmitily. so that Nan al
timst hugged herself with delkbt
at the success of her latest scheme
for her great man's comfort.
"I've ordered a pint of half-and-half
a day for you half milk and
half cream." she confessed. "You
need it, really ou do Mr. Morgan.
You work so hard and forget to
eat until someone shoves food at
vou Now. tell me what Hrainerd
did today. I'll get my notebook and
we'll get your notes on his witness
es into shape. I'm crazy to hear
what Hrody testified."
A minute later they were hard
child was soon called for by dis
tracted parents who had separated
at Oakland pier, each believing
that the other had the child. Some
of the odd articles turned in have
Included crutches, false teeth,
loupes, automobile tires, veloci
pedes, glass eyes, wooden legs.
j aicli supporters, ami hip flasks." i
j Articles left in the i all road bag-
gage rooms and checking stands i
which are not called for in six
'imnths are sold tit public auction j
; heid semi annually in San I-'rati-'
clsco.
ARROWHEAD HOSIERY
' Advertising Price Sale i
The Arrowhead Hosiery Mills!
'have authorized their local agent, j
j Carr's store, to offer a pair of Ar-j
;rowhead hose at i price with each1
i purchase of a pair at the regular .
'price. This applies to any and every,
! style of men's, women's or chfl-;
Ulren'H hose. Arrowhead makes a'
'complete line of cotton or rayon or!
I silk hose, Kvery pair of Arrow-I
'head Is guaranteed to give satlsfac
I lory wear or a new pair free. This !
' price offer ends May 15th. Carr's. j
We are a hardy race, else we
could not endure so many amateur
yhows.
Fresh salmon egga. Idleyld Pnrk.
.SERVICE
at It, Morgan's sensitive hands
hovering over his scribbled notes,
his deep voice recounting In detail
the story of the day In court. He
was defending a young girl, for
merly the switchboard operator of
a fashionable country club. Indict
ed on a charge of blackmailing
members of the club. The board of
directors, believing in the girl's
Innocence, had retained Morgan to
defend her and, incidentally, to
vindicate the management of the
club in the eyes or the public
"It's an ugly mess," the lawyer
frowned. "Cornell looks as if he
could kick himself from here to
Jericho for ever having brought
the charges, and Hrainerd is up
against a stone wall himself, try
ing lo get a bunch of witnesses to
testily that would rather be shot
than be dragged upon a witness
stand. Hut it looks pretty black for
(race. Nan. I wish I were sure "
"I'm sure she's innocent," Nan
Interrupted vehemently. "I would
not have begged you to take the
case If I hadn't been positive.
There's something big behind this
scandal, Mr. Morgan! That Flem
ing wonwu listen! AVhen you gut
her on the stand, ask her "
She was off then, reviewing the
evidence from memory, her pencil
tapping out her points excitedly,
her eyes glistening with zeal, her
checks carnation-bright, and the
man on the other side of the
pulled-out leaf of tho desk listened
with flattering concentration, his
own pencil making an occasional
note.
When she paused for breath,
Morgan nodded slowly. "I believe
you're right. Of course 1 wouldn't
have taken the case If I hadn't be
lieved, beyond a reasonable doubt,
that she was Innocent. I've never
yet defended a crook and I'd rath
er starve than begin. The after
noon papers lire going to say that
llralnerd's got the case sewed up
In a sack but I'll be damned if he
has! That Fleming woman, as you
say "
"You'll bust his case w ide open!"
Nan boasted staunchly. "Remem
ber, Ihe jury half believes iu her
Innocence to begin with, just be
caus.l John Curtis Morgan is de
fending her. Kvery voter in the
county knows that you turned
down n hundred-thousand-dollar
fee to defend those pavement con
tractors Just because you knew
they were n gang of crooks, and
that you told Huvemeyer that nit
his millions couldn't buy your ser
vices when he was trying to keep
his son out of the pen. You know
what, John Curtis Morgan?" she
challenged him.
"WhatV" he teased her, obvious
ly pleased but trying to pretend n
vast preoccupation with the notes
on his desk.
"When you've won this case as
you're going to do! the papers
are going to begin calling you the
greatest criminal lawyer In the
slate, and that's n pretty big honor
for a man only :itl years old to
have won! Why. most men your
aue are still fiddling around hoping
for a junior partnership In au es
tablished firm!"
"Oh. Nan. Nan!" he admonished
her humorously, shaking his head.
"You're seeing me too big. much
bigger than 1 am! And if I don't
watch out you're going to give me
sin h a swelled head that I'll he
laughed out or court. Hut, serious
ly. Nan." and hts vole changed,
became simple, direct and sincere,
while his eyes held hers unwaver
Irmlv, "if I have gone a little far
ther than I had any right to, li's
been because I've had the breaks,
and the best secretary In the
country. I'm not such an egotistical
ass that I can't see how much
ou've helped
Above the pounding of blood In
her ears Nan Carroll heard a
quick, Imperious tattoo upon the
door. That particular knock had a
peculiar magic of its own. for di
stantly the two people within the
private office were transformed.
Happiness, which had glowed in
Nan's eyes like twin candles on an
open altar, was snuffed out, leav
ing her round, childish face pale
and taut. In that Instant she be
came Ihe model secretary, or, rath
er, the model serretary as that
part of the world unfamiliar with
the romraderte of the office pic
tures her. She became "Miss Car
roll." a little prim, very Imperson
al, subservient, remote. Her back
stiffened and automatically she
poised her pencil above her note
book In the respectful attitude of
a secretary Awaiting dictation.
INC.
WANT FARM BILL
EXCLUSION FRESH
PEARS AND APPLES
MEUFOKh, Ore., May 5. The
lioguo Itlver Valley Traffic asso
ciation, at a special meeting here
yesterday, reaffirmed its stand fa
voring the exclusion of fresh pears
and apples from the provisions of
the farm relief bill now before con
gress. The meeting was called at the
request of Jt. H. Tipp, head of the
marketing committee of the Port
land Chamber of Commerce, and
officials or the Southern Pacific
railway, asking the association to
reconsider its opposition.
The exclusion of fresn pears and
appb-a is provided fur in an amend
ment presented by Senator Mc
Nary. Introduced at the request of
Northwest and California frui.
growers.
Southern Oregon fruit growers
contend that the inclusion of pears
and apples in the farm relief bill
would place their fruit upon the
same quality basis, iu the eyes of
eastern and foreign trade, as the
middle-western fruit, and eventual
ly prove a detriment to Northwest
growers.
The association voted again to
send telepams to the Oregon dele
And In that instant John Curtis
Morgan, attorney-at-law, disap
peared. It was the eager voice of
a lover-husband who called out
Joyously, welcoming!': "Come in!"
It was an ardent boy, in spite of
36 years and a silver-fox pelt, who
sprang to his feet, forgetting Nan
Carroll, forgetting Grace Cox, for
getting his fatigue, thinking only
of the woman who had knocked
imperiously upon his door.
"Come In, darling! Oh, hello,
Sonny-Hoy! Out shopping with
Mother? It's great to see you
hot h "
Nan's enormous brown eyes, ap
parently as unseeing and blank as
circles of brown velvet, took in
every detuil of the family scene
that was being enacted as If she
were not present. She saw Morgan
kiss his wife, flinched a little as
she noted Iris Morgan's casual, ar
rogant acceptance of that mark of
her husband's adoration, felt a
throb of pity for her employer as
she saw the six-year-old boy refuse
petulantly to be kissed. Then she
braced herself for . liis Morgan's
greeting.. ' ,
"How do you do, Nan? Gorgeous
day. isn't it? I'm simply mad for
new clothes. He prepared to pay
out every penny Jack has in, the
bank when this month's bills come
In! And, oh, by the way, draw me
a check for a hundred, won't you?"
she added In a tone she might have
used to a servant. "I hate to he
limited to tho shops where I have
charge accounts when I'm On a
buying orgy, as I am today. Some
of the cunningest shoes at Mar
tin's. Jack," she turned explana
torily to her husband. "And bags
at the I'etlte Paris Shoppe!"
Nan, forced to listen as she
obediently wrote the check which
Iris Morgan demanded, heard her
employer answer eagerly, like a
hoy flattered at being noticed and
anxious to please:
"That so. sweetheart? I bope
you find just what you want. I wish
I had time to go with you, hut I'd
be so busy looking at you that I'd
not be a very good judge of shoes
or bags."
"Silly Jack!" Iris Morgan
shrugged anil moved away so that
his hand, which was stretching
out to close upon hers, was de
feated and quivered a little.
Nan saw the quiver, and her own
hand, busy with the check, trem
bled with nnd anger and sympathy.
Not that John Curtis Morgan was
angry or conscious of need for her
sympathy, she told herself fiercely.
He was conscious now of nothing
In Ihe world but his wife's breath
taking beauty. And, as always, it
hurt Nan Intolerably to see him
humble anil eager and abject be
fore that beauty, as If he could
never quite believe that he was Its
leual possessor.
Iris Morgan let her tall, graceful
body sink languidly Into the chair
which her husband had hastened
to draw up to the desk for her.
And Nan was not too busy filling
In the stub of Morgan's checkbook
to see that Iris disposed her body
as if she were sitting for an art
ist, the picture to be entitled,
"Portrait of Lady of Quality."
Long white throat arched as the
bead, freed of its close-fitting hat,
rested In profile against the hlsh
back of the chair; glistening ten
drils of red gold hair curling
against the poll-bed walnut; the
one e-ye which the profile pose re
vealed surveying her husband with
lazy Indifference but not without
challenge that he appreciate the
picture she made. Three years had
not been long enouch to accustom
Nun ( arroii to the amazing Deauty
of Iris Morgan's eyes. Strange
eyes, that had a color all their
o n: the vivid blue-green that
poets ascribe to tropical seas.
"If only she would he nice to
him I wouldn't hate her so!" Nan
told herself fiercely as she laid the
check before Morgan to sign. "Silly
Jack!" she quoted in silent fury.
"Imagine calling him Jack! She
makes him silly, makes him small
and he's bis. big! She doesn't
dream or care! how big he is!
Oh, I wish he wouldn't look at her
like that!" And she could have
cried out with pain at the spec
tacle of the man she believed to
be great gazing with humble,
pleading, love-sick eyes upon the
w oman w ho wor his uame as non-)
chalantly and insolently as she
wore the clothes ho paid for.
As Iris Morgan rested pictur
esquely in the hich backed chair,
her six year-old son leaned, jnst ma
gation in congress, urging them to
vote for the McNary amen ImtKi.
WOMEN RECEIVE MINOR
HURTS IN COLLISION
Mrs. D. C. (ihehey and Mrs. C.
I v.. wiuirn ui ntMi4i y BUiteieu
I minor injuries Sunday night when
i the car driven by Mr. McGhehey
, was struck by a truck driven by
j W. L. Hash at the intersection of
Cass and Jackson streets. Mrs.
Mctihehey received a deep cut on
1 one leg and was badly bruised and
; .Mrs. Groves had a bruised and
i wrenched shoulder. The car was
quite badly damaged.
MILL IS REOPENED
t The Meredith Mill at Rice creek,
1 which has been closed since laft.
I fall, was re-opened last week and
Is new being operated at full ca
t paeity. The mill was shut down
after Millard Meredith, one of the
, owners, suffered an injury in
J which he lost part of one hand,
j He has now fully recovered, how-
ever, and Is again able to take
charge of the mill, which has a
i daily capacity of about 5,000 board
t feet. Sufficient orders have been
secured, Mr. Meredith states, to
keep the mill In steady operation
for a year or more.
JuAnneAustiti
Author nf
klllackpitfeonlL
picturesquely, against her knee, as
if he were subconsciously obeying
his mother's command to fit Into
the picture. Nan thought, with
fiery contempt, that Iris Morgan
would never bother to be seen
with her son if he were not the
handsomest of all the ornaments
with which Bhe decked her beauty.
But since little Curtis Morgan
was, in his way, as beautiful as
his mother, she had worn him
from his babyhood until now as
another woman might wear a cor
sage of orchids, or lead a prize
winning Pekingese upon a leash.
The child's eyes were lar.e,
liquid-black, fringed with such
lashes as a chorus girl would sell
her- soul for, and curiously mourn
ful, even when he was being his
most devilish. Nan had watched
him develop from a fragile baby of
three to fragile little boyhood, and
she loved him, in spite of the
faults which his mother seemed to
delight in encouraging, loved him
because there was so much more
of John Curtis in him than of Iris
Morgan. Loved him, too, because
Morgan adored him and because
Iris, for ull her lazy indulgence of
his constant Irritable demands, did
not truly love him, was merely
proud of him because he was an
ornament to her beauty.
The child was urging a demand
upon. his mother In a low, whining
singsong: 'T wanna see the dog in
the picture show, Moth-er. I wan
na police dog just like the movie
dog, Mother! I wanna "
Iris' blue-green eyes swept him
with amused indifference. "Moth
er's going shopping, lover. Curt 'a
going to stay with Nana, like a
good boy. He loves staying with
his Nana Carroll, doesn't he?"
And she rumpled the silky black
crest of his hair so like his fath
er's and smiled lazily at Nan.
Dismay and anger flooded Nan
Carroll, as they had flooded her
heart a hundred other such miser
able times In the last three years.
"Nana!" As if she were a nurse
maid! So she was to take care of
him again, while her employer's
wife shopped In untrammeled free
dom! Was Morgan going to per
mit the outrage, when he knew as
well as did his secretary that there
was enough work to be done to
keep them both busy until nine or
10 o'clock, If the lawyer was to go
to court the next morning proper
ly prepared to defend his client?
Hut why ask? Of course he was!
He had never in his life denied his
wife anything she wanted, whether
it was a mink coat or the services
of bis secretary.
"We're pretty busy," Morgan
deprecated. "That. Grace Cox case,
you know, darling. The prosecution
rested today, but of course," he
hastened lo reassure liis. whose
eyes were flashing green-blue fire
at him, "Curt will be very good.
Won't you. Sonny-boy?"
"Don't w anna stay with Nana,"
the little boy protested, his great
black eyes mournful, his beautiful
mouth sulky.
"He sweet, lover, and Mother
will give you a great big piece of
chocolate cake with your ice
cream for dessert tonight." Iris
promised In her lazy, sweet voice
as she accepted her husband's
check without thanks.
"She's ruining his stomach with
her 'great big pieces of chocolate
cake' and all the candy he wants,"
Nan thought disgustedly. "And she
doesn't care! It's less trouble to
her to ludulge him than to dis
cipline him. And I believe she ac
tually likes for him to be thin and
frail, because he's prettier than
red-cheeked, robust children. Oh,
I bate her!"
Aloud she said, in a flat, even
voice which she scorned to make
coaxing; "Come along. Curt. I ll
let you write on your own special
typewriter. We'll both be busy.
Nan's got an aw ful lot of work to
do. and so has your father."
"You're such a good little thing.
Nan," Iris thanked her carelessly.
In a tone Nan had frequently heard
her use toward Curtis' nurse.
As Nan left the private office,
with Curtis' hot, dry little hand in
hers, she told herself despairingly,
contemptuously: "She doesn't
even know you hate her. you little
fool! And she doesn't hate you at
all. She rather likes you, in your
place, and your place. Nan Carroll,
is. in her estimation, that of an ef
ficient upper-class servant. And as
long as she's in the office, that's
the way he thinks of you, too, be
cause she makes him.
"She blights him, blights me.
takes all of our real worth and sig
nificance away from us, so there
won't be anything of importance in
the place but her beauty. And he
doesn't know what a fool phe
makes of him, doesn't know any
thing when she's around except
that he's mad about her and that
she's the most beautiful woman in
the world. Llut what do I care?"
She blinked furiously at the tears
in her brown eyes.
She was establishing a whining,
dictatorial child at a table on
which she had placed an old type
writer reserved for .the purpose
when Iris Morgan came out of the
private office adjusting her smart
black hat at an enchanting angle,
so that red-eold curls were pressed
against the cream and rose of her
cheek.
"I'll call for my two boys at six.
Van," she announced, with superb
Indifference to the fact that Nan
was supposed to be free at five.
"Re good, sweetheart, and Mother
will bring you something nice."
"Want stuffed dates with lotsa
nuts," Curtis specified threatening
ly. '
Iris -laughed from the doorway.
"Greedj little pig. It's a wonder
you don't get disgustingly fat. But
I suppose no child of mine could
be fat," she added complacently,
glancing down the long, slim lines
of her body the kind of figure for
which modistes design "confec
tions" and "creations," not mere
dresses.
"And oh. Nan dear, please get
me a couple of matinee tickets for
Saturday. 'The Constant Lover'
with the original New York cast
so the advertisements say, though
they're sure to be second-rate
hams, worse luck! Is at the
Woodlelgh this week. Don't let my
bad child bother you, or Jack will
blame me if he loses this scanda
lous Grace Cox case. Why he can't
be a corporation lawyer and be re
spectable is more than I can see!
Just vanity, I think! He adores
ranting before a jury and saving
murderers from the gallows. But I
mustn't get off onto my pet griev
ance or the shops will be closed
before I get a thing bought. Good
bye, lover." She blew a kiss to the
child and was gone.
After five minutes of bored
pecking at his typewriter keys,
Curtis was at Nan's elbow, jogging
it impatiently, so that she struck a
wrong key a tragedy to Nan Car
roll, who prided herself on pages
of finished work which had never
been insulted by the rasp of an
eraser.
"Want paste and scissors and
colored crayons," the little boy de
manded petulantly.'
While she was getting them for
him, he climbed with impish quick
ness into her chair and began to
strike letters helter-skelter upon
her beloved typewriter, spoiling
the half-sheet of beautifully typed
notes. For the next half hour she
wrestled desperately with work, a
small boy's irritable demands, the
telephone, which rang three times,
and the swiftly rising tide of her
anger.
"I'm going to tell him a thing or
two if he fires me for it!" she
stormed in her hot heart. "Letting
his silly wife impose on me and
turn me Into a nursemaid! I won t
put up with it another day!"
But when the buzzer sounded to
summon her into his private office,
her face cleared, became eager
asain. He had never needed her
that she bad not responded eager
ly "Say. Nan, f wondered if it had
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occurred to you that Martha Flem
ing herself wrote those blackmail
ing letters?"
All her anger and resentment
were forgotten for the moment. He
was himself again John Curtis
Mprgan, the greatest criminal law
yer in the state, and she was her
self again his efficient and val
ued secretary.
"Occurred to me?" Nan lauphed
joyously. "I've known it all along
and was sure you'd feel it. too.
Why, look " And they were hard
at it airaln. urown bobbed head
close to sllver-and-black, arguing,
interrupting, contradicting each
other in the blessed good-fellowship
of work which was dearer
than life to Nan Carroll.
She was so elated- over the prog
ress she and the lawyer had made
in 15 minutes on the hitherto
baffling case that not even the
havoc which Curtis had wrought in
the outer office could completely
destroy her happiness. He had cut
paper soldiers out of one of the
carbon copies of the brief which
it had taken her two hours to type
and which would have to be done
over; he had smeared paste over
half the surface of her desk; had
spilled ink on the thick toupe rug
which was her especial pride, and
had finger-printed a great stack of
John Curtis Morgan's swankest
envelopes.
Long before six o'clock her pa
tience and her temper were al
most exhausted. At half past five,
when she was in the office occu
pied by young Blake and Evans,
the clerk, the telephone rang. Be
fore she could reach her desk to
answer it Curtis had the receiver
orf the hook and was shrilling into
It: "Hello, hello! This Is Mr. Mor
gan's office!"
If he had not been John Curtis
Morgan's adored son Nan might
have slapped him; as It was, her
tired brown eyes blazed at him aB
she snatched the instrument out of
his hands.
"That you. Nan?" a man's com
passionate voice came soothingly
over the wire. "You don't have to
tell me you're busy. I recoenized
V GOOD printer must do more than
merely go through the routine of
setting type, inking the roller, etc. He
must know how to set up your message so
that it will leap out of the paper to capture
the reader's eye. So that it will comVJnc
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the young hopeful's voice. But
you're going to have dinner with
me, remember."
"Oh, Willis. I can't!" Nan wailed.
"I've got enough work to keep me
busy till 10 o'clock at least, and I
simply can't dawdle over dinner."
"You can and will," Willis Todd
assured her. "Then I'll RO to a
movie to pass the time till you're
through slaving. I'm not going to
be cheated out of my date so eas
ily, young woman. I've got a lot to
say to you, Nan, honey, and you'd
better make up your mind to
llBten."
Amazement and amusement
fought with fatigue in Nan's face
as she hung up the receiver. So
Willis Todd was suddenly becom
ing masterful! Funny, but sweet
"Nana, I wanna bottle of ginger
ale! I want it right now!" Curtis
woke her from her reverie, hia
voice Hhrill and petulant.
"'Nana!'" Nan repeated the hat
ed perversion of her name wiA
loathing. "'Nursemaid Nana!' Iria
Morgan's servant!" If she listened
lo Willis Todd, she need, never
hear that degrading nickname
again
(To Be Continued)
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real estate dealer who is studying
to be a lawyer.
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