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LOVE AND BUSINESS
By Augustus Goodrich Sherwin
(Copyright by W. G. Chapman.)
John Gresham came into his place
of business like a hurncane. His low
ering brow suggested the thunder
cloud. The girl at the "information"
desk -stared at him in open-mouthed
wonder. Diggs, the office boy, ten
minutes late and just hanging up his
cap, tried to fade away from view. He
r i r
His Lowering Brow Suggested the
was halted by a stern peremptory
"Late, are you? Don't repeat it!"
Diggs wilted. Over behind the rail
ing Ned Warner, bookkeeper, started,
stared hard at his relative and em
ployer, and then bent his head over
his books a-kind of uneasy half -guilty
expression on his face.
Miss Ina Vaile, the stenographer,
turned quite pale. Never had there
been a more peaceful harmonious of
fice, never a kinder-hearted chief. To
see Mr. Gresham now stern, savage,
almost brutal it was chilling aw
ful! "I, want it understood here and
now," fairly shouted Mr. Gresham,
"that there are going to be new regu
lations in this office. Diggs late this
morning, cashier yesterday. Two of
our collectors, I understand, were out
all night a week ago. I have been
hearing things and it's got to stop. I
won't have anybody in my service
who appears here for work jaded and
worn out with late hours. I'm watch
ing things look out!"
Here Ned Warner groaned to him
self and looked worried. A dense si
lence fell over the room as Mr. Gres
ham passed into his private office. As
he slammed the door to noisily after
him, a young man who had witnessed
what had been going on from a rear
office sped quickly to the side of Ina.
"Oh, Arthur!" she gasped faintly,
"what does it all mean-?"
"I can't tell you," replied Arthur
Gresham rapidly. "I never saw fath
er in such a mood before."
"Perhaps he has heard about
"About our engagement?" inter
rupted Arthur. "I think not. But he
"You you are going to tell him?"
"I've done it already by letter. I
just left it on his desk. Ina, for
mercy's sake hurry in there, quick!
Get that letter. It's no time, the pres
ent, for father to read it. ,111 be less
cowardly and go to him openly when
he's out of this tantrum."
"Oh, I fear! I fear!" trembled poor
Ina, but she went to the private of
fice. "Huh! looking for anything?" de
manded Mr. Gresham, so fiercely that
her heart sank.
"Why, I I was looking for a a
"That it?" challenged Mr. Gresh
am, and he held up a -missive -just
opened. "Well, I've read it You had