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About The Evening herald. (Klamath Falls, Or.) 1906-1942 | View Entire Issue (July 21, 1936)
PAGE SIX THE EVENING HERALD, KLAMATH FALLS, OREGON SoJiuch for ove bNARD JONES CHAPTER I TT was t o'clock in the mornlnr and Helena Dcrrlk, attired In t white iwlm ault, wai poised tor r dive. In another moment, uslnr her lithe body as a knife, h Would lilt the water below her But just now the itood thinking how nice It wai to be 20 and ful' of health. And ... In love. She described a graceful arc am loft scarcely a ripple to mark th spot where that arc had termi nated. Then, far out from the lake shore, the smart white rub ber cap appeared on the surface. Helena's arms, looking longer than they were, began a perfect rhyth mic stroke that brought her to the float again. Easily she hoisted herself from the water and began smoothing out her suit, squeezing little rivulets of lake water down her flawless legs. Wading ashore from the float, Helena stooped to retrieve a bright coolie jacket from the sand. Swinging it around her shoulders, she started off at a run toward the big lodge which was set back from the lake in the cool shadows of the towering trees. Well!" she heard a voice re mark, "I thought I was the early bird but I perceive I'm just a lazy piker!" ' She looked up to see Peter Hen derson watching her from the veranda of the lodge. He stood, tall and handsome, with a robe of toweling wrapped around his ath letic frame. Even in the weak sun of dawn, Peter's thick blond hair shone attractively. Involun tarily, Helena slowed her pace, conscious of a queer feeling around her heart "It's so absurd that he can do this to me," she told herself. "I've known him hardly 24 hours . . . Absurd, perhaps, but It was true. She was head over heels in love with Peter Henderson. She had been attracted to him from the first moment of their meeting, and during the ensuing hours, in which they had been much to gether, this attraction had come to be something more. Of course it was foolish. Helena had as sured herself that it was. She had met Peter Henderson on a Friday morning. Now this was Saturday morning and she was In love with him! Nevertheless, Helena Derrlk knew such things did happen. So why not to her? "But I'd better be careful," she had warned her self during the sleepless night "This is the first time I've been away from the store really away tram it and it may be that I'm l little giddy!" It had, indeed, been a sleepless night In lieu of sleep, Helena had lain, reviewing the chain of events which had brought her to Crest Mountain Lodge. For two years she had worked in Helvig's big department store, and it was snly this spring that she had been given a department of her own. True, it was a small department; but it was an important one especially during the summer months. 1VOW she knew that she had been wise to pay strict atten tion to the ultimatums of Miss Landes, the personnel manager of Helvig's. She had been wise in taking home the little pamphlets which Miss Landes handed out to her "class" of salesgirls. The ma jority of the girls seemed to think ae whole thing a great joke, and only a few studied the pamphlets. "Why should I worry myself to death after hours?" Maisie Jensen dad asked Helena. "Old man Hel rig pays me for eight hours a day asi that's what I'm giving him.' No more and no less." ' It did seem as if Maisie got along quite as well as Helena Der rik. Both received' the same sal ary, and certainly Helena obtained oo more concessions than the light-hearted Maisie. Neverthe less, Helena took Miss Landes se riously; and she studied the multi rraphed pamphlets entitled, "Get ting the Customer's Confidence," ind "Courtesy," and, "You Are in Helvig's to Sell Not to Marry." Then one day, quite suddenly, Helena was called into Miss Lan des' office. Trembling, she had taken the elevator to the fifth floor Ind walked down the spotless hallway to the door marked Per lonnel Manager. "Good morning, Helena," Miss Landes had said, removing her lasses. Characteristically, she had tome to the point at once. "Helena, do you know anything about sports?" """Why) I I'm afraid not," Helena had faltered. "Surely you must know some thing about them," Miss Landes urged. "At least you know what a smart woman should wear for swimming and tennis and" she waved her hand vaguely, "well, badminton?" "Y-yes, I think I do." Miss Landes replaced her spec tacles. "Good! And before fall you can learn something about the winter sports, too." She smiled at Helena. "You see, Miss Little in the sportswear department is leav ing the first of the month. I thought you might like to have her place." Helena Derrik had gasped. The sportswear department was one of the most important in Helvig's. It was important not so much be cause of the volume of business, but because of the fact that it drew the daughters of wealthier families In the city. ' "You realize, of course," Miss Landes said, "what the sportswear department means. IU customers , 0 itl NtA Siwtt, U are chiefly young girls with money o spend young girls who can In iuence their families to maintain n account at Helvig's ... or not naintain an account at Helvig's." "But, Miss Landes, I " "It's my opinion," went on the orsonncl manager Imperturbably, ;hat you can handle the spoi-ts-rear department even better than iiss Little. You are good-lcok- ' ig, and you've that healthy, out-' oor look that a girl in that de artmcnt ourM to have. But that's jt what convinced me, Helena, ve watched you in our personnel lasses. You strike me as a girl v.o is anxious to get somewhere the v.-orld. What do yowsay? ' "I'd like to try It, Miss Landes." '20 on the Monday of the follow ing week Helena had found herself in the sportswear depart ment. This department of Hel vig's big organization was hardly more than one comer of the "la dies' rcr.dy-to-weor" but it was a glamorous corner, done in a sil vered modernistic mode with in direct lighting and streamlined iisplay cases. Old mr.n Hclvir had quickly recognized the trend toward outdoor activities on the part of young women, had been among the first to sec that a smart costume was half the fun. He was proud of his sportswear depart ment and cautioned his buyers that it was to have not only the reasonably priced lines, but the occlusive outdoor costumes a srelL (To Be Continued) A Ptinus fur beetle Is said to have "penetrated directly through 27 large book volumes in so straight a line that a siring could be passed through the opening and the whole series suspended." The Tseo people of southeast Uganda. 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