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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, September 05, 1913, Image 18

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MINNA'S VACATION
By George Elmer Cobb.
"That is the one mean act of my
Hie," asserted Lewis Daniels in a self
deprectatory way. """ -
"And I am glad I did it," he added
a minute later, with a zest of impulse
that strangely contrasted with his
first declaration.
The cause of it all was an open let
ter he had picked up in the main of
fice. The moment 'he opened it he
knew it was from a sister to Miss
Minna Durham, 'the head stenog-
Ran His Eye Over the Written Page.
rapher. A word, a phrase caught his
eye and held his attention, for Lewis
Daniels regarded Miss Durham very,
very highly.
Then the remarks we have chroni
cled, a flashing look of determination
in the eyes of the young man usually
so calm and smiling, and he walked
straight to th$ office of the manager,
Robert Wilson.
Lewis had charge of a department
and no one had ever excelled him in
his position. He was a valuable man
in his place and the manager fully
appreciated the fact. They were quite
close frfendj3.
"Mr. Wilson," spoke Lewis out
right, "I wanted to see if I couldn't
get-a vacation for Miss Durham, just
as the others are having."
"Why, Daniels, you spoke to me
about this once before."
"Yes, I know I did."
"And we decided that we couldn't
break the rules. The others have been
here a year, which entitles them to
the two weeks and full pay. Miss
Durham came with us as late as Oc
tober. Couldn't do it, Daniels. We
mustn't break precedent in our sys
tem, you know."
Lewis looked worried. He passed
his hand over his face thoughtfully.
Then he said:
"How about-my own vacation?"..
"Take it when you like, only last
year you devoted most of it to nurs
ing one of the hands, I hear. That
isn't resting."
"And this time I do not need it,"
insisted Lewis. "See here, be a good
fellow."
"Now what are you after?"
"Read that letter."
The manager ran his eyes over the
written page in his usual rapid, business-like
way. It was from Esther
Durham to her sister Minna. It was
a whole-hearted story in a few words.
It told of an Invalid mother who had '
not seen her children for two years.
It related how they had all arranged
to spend their vacation at the dear
old home their united efforts as work
ers had saved. Could not Minna
come. It would mean life and hap
piness to the dear old mother.
"We all have our troubles,"
growled Wilson.
"Let me give my vacation to Miss
Durham," pleaded Lewis softly.
The manager regarded him fierce
ly. But it was all put-on. Steel
hearted business man as he was, a
touch of rare, genuine nature in the
splendid fellow at his elbow affected
him deeply, despite himself.
"Daniels," he blurted out, "you'je
a fool J"
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