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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, February 22, 1917, LAST EDITION, Image 19

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tions that the boss wouldn't stand,
that's all." And she received no fur
ther information. But Field began
to be very attentive and told himself
he had quite filled the place in the
girl's regard which Max Feldner had
About this time Katharine's uncle
died, leaving her about $50,000. She
wrote to Max telling him of her good
fortune. He answered with a kind
letter of congratulation; but he did
not say much about himself except
that he was still looking for work.
Meanwhile the persistent atten
tions of Field, his kindness and sym
pathy, were not without effect It
was evident Katharine had begun to
care for him, and Emery Field's
chances for winning the "heiress"
looked extremely promising.
In her last letter from Max he had
told her he was leaving the address
he hadv given her, he might even be
obliged to leave New York, but he
would write her as soon as anything
was settled.
Katharine had not been to New
York in some time. It was only 40
miles away, but she had been work
ing very steadily and had spent her
short vacations elsewhere, so she
gladly accepted-the invitation of a
girl friend who had married and gone
to the big city to live. Vaguely she
hoped she might see Max, but that
was so highly improbable, she quite
dismissed the matter from her mind.
She found her friend, Mrs. Hemp
stead, nicely settled in an uptown
apartment, and several days went by
in a round of shopping and amuse
ments. One morning, after answer
ing a whistle from the region of the
dumbwaiter, Mrs Hempstead came
back with the exclamation: "Oh,
Katharine! you never saw such a jan
itor! He's a wonder!"
"Oh!" said Katharine indifferently,
not being especially interested in
"Well, if you'd have to put up with
what we have, you'd say a long
jprayer to keep this one. He answers
T you like a gentleman, and he's a
marvel at doing anything from door
locks to electric light wires. We used
to have to wait days for electricians
and locksmiths, and he comes right
up and does it in no time. I'm Just
sure from his manner that he hasn't
always been a janitor."
"Perhaps," laughed Katharine.
"They are not generally born jani
tors. They either achieve it or have
it thrust upon them."
That evening, in answer to a ring,
Katharine opened the door. A young
man in blue overalls stood before
"Max Feldner!" she cried in utter
It was his turn to be surprised, but
he gathered himself together and
said quietly: "I'm the janitor. Mrs.
Hempslead sent for me."
"But but," stammered the girl,
"how did you happen to "
"To-do this? Well, it didn'.t 'hap
pen.' I hunted for a job and I found
this one. Can I see Mrs. Hemp
stead?" '
"Sheis out"
"I don't know just what she want
ed," he said dubiously. "I'll have to
call again," and he turned to go.
"Wait!" she said. "Wait! I want
to talk with you ! I want to know '
"You forget it is not the janitor's
place to to be making visits in the
"Place!" she flashed out indig
nantly. "Then may I make it my
place' to call on you?"
"If you wish," he answered with
the same quiet dignity, and the next
instant he was gone.
Katharine had to manage rather
adroitly to find the janitor's quarters
without attracting attention. The
living room was almost bare of furni
ture, but there were a few books
on the shelf and the place was very
clean and orderly He came in and
found her there.
"You were goodjto come,"Jhe said.
"I did not expect it."
"Why not?" she asked.

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