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"MISS EFFICIENCY"
CM Typists ROD:lance Where You, See That Love May
Flourish in $urines% Snrround1zng4 `
By MARIE RUSSELL, BROWN
t'Par d'o'eell" exclaimed :dandy i and scauued it In her usual efficient
' Ca't rutheee, piroueting about the cloak -4 manner It purported to be a legal I
lipoont, "It's a shame there tivastt'tdoer document, but Macy's haltazar I
•another ticket for you.' , method of dealing with phrases
} "Joyce doesn't mind,'" pat�fin Mary 1 newF,iterwhich
ntahy�er �ures,not
trade understand,
uriosctlt
s aevans, t ent g the effect t
s on:augment of her hair, and looking ; tY . No wonder Mr, Blake had been
critically at her reflection in the glass.' annoyed.
°,"She would much rather spend al "Would you like me to do it for;
couple of hours extra at the tYPe-;your she asked. with hesitation int
writer than go to any dance, wouldn't " her voice. She hated to parade .her
you, Joyce?" efficiency, but she knew that in
t Joyce Hanaing"s lip quivered, but Mary's present mood, the last state
eche aztateeered composedly enough, so': of the document would probably be
that the others did not know that her; worse than the first, and there was
heart was nearly breaking. 1 no know ing what Dir. Blake would do
"If there is work to do, I like to i when
h hedisc
it. He wasy quite
the cap -
get it done." t o
Then she went back to her type -pot,
and Joyce knew that all she made
' writer, and began to type long columns . was needed at home.
of fi ures,'Would I like?" came from Mary
They called her "Miss Efficiency" int in an unbelieving tone. "Joyce, you
the ofiiee, and she deserved the name, darling, you don't mean to say you
She never muddled her shorthand would do it or mei? Do tell me I'm
notes as Mary did, so that the chief @ not dreaming."
had to send back his letters to be Joyce laughed, but it was some -
'done again. And she never put the a: thing of an effort_
carbon in the typewriter the wrong $ "Don't be silly, Mary. 1•m not go -
way, so that a blank sheet came .out ing to the dance, so• it doesn't matter
If I'm a bit later than usual in the
office. Mr. Blake won't mini'. me do-
ing it instead of you, will he?"
"`any, the man will be delighted.
They only gave it to me because you
had plenty other things to do. 0h,
Joyce, you are an angel, isn't she,
Maudie?"
Maudie nodded, while her feet fair
instead of a clear copy, or spent much
time with the eraser as Maudie did,
The clerks in the office cane to hit'
when they wanted anything particu-
larly well done.
But it was ;Mary or Mandie who got
;the invitations to dances or the
theatre, when there were any festivi-
ties genie.
It was not as if Joyce was watt ped restlessly on the floor, longing
pretty, nor eouldn't dance. With her to get to the dance_
great, glorious hazel eyes,- her small, I "I always knew she was a good
neat features, and her smooth, dark -;'sort, even if she is so dreadfully
shingled head, and slender figure, she i clever. Hurry up, Mary, and get
was as .attractive as any normal man done, or we'll be late at the hairdress-
could desire. ter's."
And cs for dancing, she had coach-; Hastily Mary put the cover on her
ed both Mary and Maudie in the 1 typewriter, pushed some paper and
teloakroom until their feat obeyed oe_ envelopes into a drawer, and with a
dens as they had never done before. I farewell wave of the hand to Joyce,
It was npearently that the men tie two girls departed joyfully, ieav-
didn't think of her as a girt at all. tet_ hereto finish up her own work and
She was jest a piece of office equip- start cn MP -TY 'S.
One by one the other clerks went,
ment, like the adding machine or Vial away, until Joyce was left alone in
typewriters. I the office, typing furiously but cheer -
And it never occurred to them when fully at the legal document. If she
they praised her perfect typewriting, stopped to think, she would cry, she
or her quick understanding of office was sure, and once she started, there
problems, and told her she was "as was no saying when she would stop.
good as a man," that she was long- , So she set her lips in a firm line
ring to be regarded just as a human, and went steadily on, feeling some- ber the word she wanted. an almost tender look. S=tppose--oh,
faulty girl with n'tural hopes and de-
,thing comforting in the steady click "Would you have liked a ticket suppose he loved her, as she knew
f th dance to -nicht? Is that it?" she loved him:
No one in the office nath:ea un iii u
1pit
thing different ut about Joyce, She went of r c
quietly about her work as usual,Scene
euoke ase a donee ala i
with henotebook to Robins xoom. ®alb Tree Old fromLlai bout the
possible, and when she Wes SUIntnon-
ed ,
r 400Yea Years
she (teed him as calmly as If site Which He Preached
fa
had not spent several never -to -be-
forgotten hauls in his company so re-1ROM l.NTIC HOUSE
eently as the evening before, .,, _
Robin looked 'keenly at her, and 1
'toped site was not to tired this morn- i Memorable Places Figure in
ing.
Joyce answered him primly. She.
was pot tired, and she thanked' him
very -much for the pleasant evening
he had given her,
FAMOUS SPEED ARTIST TO MAKE DESERT DASH
Capt. Malcolm Campbell has chosen the Syrian Desert for next Place
to try for the world's speed record.
it happened I was wrong, but as I
came in I heard—I heard—Miss Flam-
ing, you seemed to be be trouble.
Is
there anything I can do to help you?
And why are you working here so
ght? I 's
Tercentenary 'Celebrations
in England
rlailington (13ecis):--TInder the
wino -spreading In tnchee of an old
He looked slightly disappointed, but oak tree, rooted ..400 years into Eng•
confined himself strictly to business lisle history, there took place near
during the remainder of the inter- Harlington (Beds) recently one of the
view, at which Joyce unreasonabl
enough, seeing see had caused it her-
self, was also disappointed.
She was on her way home, with
sadll different feelings from those
she had had the evening before,
when she heard hurrying footsteps
behind 'bey, and presently Robin
Blake was by her side.
"I was wat:ehing for you going, but
somebody came to speak to me at the
critical moment, and I missed seeing
you," he exclaimed.
"You were watching for me? WhY?"
she remanded, stopping short. She
was not going to walk with him, that,
was certain.
"Oh, come now, after last night you
can't put me off like that,, he blur
Then she flung her scruples reek dered, ,apparently unconscious of the
less', away. Let to -morrow bring]$cry dight in Joyce's eyes. "I know
what it might in the way of xegrete, 1 sou were stiff 'with me in the office
she would have to -night at Least t' to -day, but I thought it was just be -
remember. cause it was working hours:'
"Very well, I'lI come, if you can "Well, it wasn't just or that rea-
tree Lo -ns ly i s i something; ,
trementionslT important?" give me half an hour to get home and. son," returned Joyce coldly. "You
rJiange. I may have to wait for a
"Don't bother about a. 'bus. I've must have thought me a dreadful
Joyce looked at him angrily. He bus:'
simpleton to believe you got that
had spied on her, that was it' Stolen {Jticket for me. I ought to have
in when she was making a fool of i gat a car here. Let's Lock up endo wn better, oughtn't I? I daresay
herself, as a person had a perfect asnake a bolt for it, shall we?" you Have laughed over it with the girl
right to do when she was alone, and It was :a night to be remembered• who couldn't go."
most appropriate services of the
Bunyan "tercentenary celebrations.
It was from this very tree, mora
than Z50 years ago, that Bunyan used
to preach to the dissenters when the
restoration of Charles II precipitated
an eerier Prayer Book crate.
The main fork of the tree—it has
a girth of just over 80 feet --six feat
from the ground, formed his pulpit,
while his congretation .sat on the ris-
ing ground besjde it—a natural arena.
Great branches sprang from the
fork of the tree, leaving an almost
level platform two or three feet
across, while by a freak of wood
growth a ledge, 30 inches high,
aeroes the front makes a convenient
reading desk.
Covenanters' Meeting
then retreated to bis room, never ex -:The breathless rush to get changed.
pectin:g to be found out. 1The look on Robin's face when she
She endeavored to control herself. appeared in a filmy dance frock, look-
to
ookto remember that she was speaking ing as unlike "Miss Efficiency," as
to one of her employers. But it was r could be. Dancing with bim on a ed away.
useless. ''' perfect floor to the strains of a 'per
It was all of a piece, she thought
Hardly knotting what she was neY- feet, band in the midst of a fairy drearily. He pitied her, that was it,
ing, she sobbed out her troubles.scene' The astonishment on flay, and she loved him. -.What a fool
while Robin listened silently; a curl and Maudie's faces when she happen- she was
ons expression on his face. `-ed to come across them:
"It isn't fair. Just because I try t That night, or rather early morn-
to
ornto do my work as well as it can be ing, when Joyce lay in bed, her heart
done, nobody ever thinks: 1 want to , was a whirl of happiness.
do anything else. And I do. I want 1 Robin had been very quiet on the der in the office, but there is one thing
to go to theatres" and to dance just way home. He hake d started to say
you know nothing about, and I'm go-
Rae
a
i any other girl; but to hear pea- something and had stopped suddenly.
l
"What girl?" he queried sharply.
"There was no other girl asked by
me
Joyce gave a short laugh and. turn -
Robin Blake grasped her arms gent-
ly, and compelled her to face him.
"Now look here, Joyce!' he ex-
claimed. "You may be a perfect won-
. '' ^ Mng to teach you."
ple speak, one would think I was a— More than once during the evening
a—a thing that goes by machinery," 'she had seen him looting at her with,
she ended lamely. unable to remem- something curious in his expression
—
sires like others of her sex,
sire 9 of the typewriter,
partnership by his father some three " in the office, which by day was. but
or e a
Until Rabin Blake was taken into It was a little eerie there all alone asked Robin quietly. "Because I can i All the way to
with af ewce her neart
careless? . down swiftly, he kissed her.
. i give you one now. °' d !sang.ing
She raised her tearstained face to ; words uttered in the cloakroom as "And that's the lesson—my dart -
coat, Mary shattered her newly -bora his, and met his cool, friendly glance Joyce was taking offirst l her hat and i . ng , , -People's firstlFriend. -
indignantly, I
' h 'would kava given almost nay- much louder than usual, d "And you think I wauid accept it hopes.
Her eyes fell before the light in his.
There was no mistaking it, and Joyce
felt her heart beating so rapidly she
thought she would suffocate.
"What is it?" she whispered, though
she knew.
mons
"It's love," be answered, and, bend -
There was the atmosphere of a
Covenanters' meeting about this ser-
vice, as hundreds of men, women and
children gathered at the old oak.
So surprisingly- large was the
throng that the majority of the open-
er
pen
atr congregation bad to stand.
Climbing up into his pulpit on a
ladder, the Rev. C. Bernard
Cockett, of the Bunyan Meeting, Bed-
ford, conducted a service that lasted
an hour.
- It was a wonderful setting. Over-'
head, the patriarchal oak spread"' a
glorious canopy of green over preach-'
er and congregation alike.
1 th before Joyce had not mind- fns with life, and when the typewrit-
•
ed so very much, but now she knew er stopped the clock seemed to tick
thing to be scolded, Iaughed at—and Only one or two lights were on, an
loved ,like other girls . i beyond the circle of radiance around now, after I have acted like a fool, 9 She hadno intention of hurting ,
Robin was a tali, fair young man, Joyce's table there were dark sha- and cried like a baby? You can kept:Joyce. It would never have occurred'
eyes
verging on thirty, with keen,h. blue dews which seemed
lnentbtoepounc elseeping . Iveet. or give finished myzt to work,Sotaeone to her and I'm girl who ookedtastolid miud that the
calm and efficient
sous that naked straight at the per -towards her
son he was speaking to, as if he was on her. going 'tome. Good --night, Mr. Blake. this morning as she had looked ever
determined to see right through to Once or twice she looked around She turned towards the door, but ` since she knew her was inwardly
the other side. fearfully, as if to make sure there he was there beore her. 1 nursing hopes which would have
The first time 1'e looked at Joyce was really nothing there, then she "Stop a moment, Miss Horning. Yon *seemed to her and to Maudie to be
like, that, she felt a queer little would turn back resolutely to her must hear me. I gat that ticket for , ridiculous.
Wasn t the dance splendid? I
beating more rapidly than usual
thrill, while her heart seemed to be typewriter, determined not to give yonhe stared aat him unbelievingly. heel hal€ asleep now, but it wasdworth
way to her fears. itas
w There was no sign of this, hove-� At last she was finished, and she "Th n why- didn't you give it to mei she react ntltM- praparedm�o lazigoly
aver, as she stood quietly, notebook I read over her work carefully, to before?"
to
in hand, in Robin's room waiting for; guard a_`*ainst mistakes. There was a He looked awkward and embarras- woaged to get was after awfully� h glad you man -
orders. bitter look smouldering at the back sed_1 GOOD PROTECTION
He motioned fozied her to sit down. of her lovely eyes as she examined yen would careRto come with me, butt hect is—I wondered if ;lordship
d whet girl eouldn't go,the
sotInsup "How can a man protect himself
"Theya terribly the clean. clear typewriting.1 q bada spare ticket."
tell me you ate
efficient young lady, Miss Haagiing," I 'That was all she was good for—to I didn't like to ask you. You always ,pose let::against love at first sight?" .
she said with a sow, somewhat" shy" do the drudgery of an office, while seemed to be too busy with Sours "I suppose . so." returned Joyce =`B akin a second good look."
si" l�' wore o 'bink of other things." 'coolly. but her world of dreams seem- } g
that was it. He had seen her
memory everybody beseeches me to
ed Joyce primly, and `omehow she thing gave way an Joyce at the "Yes. Why turn it into a book. I shafted like to
=that she had chill- thought of long dreadful years of of . isn't too late, not much after seven. crying like a*z. toy,t and hed bad deebe remembered as one who had power
fele there and then flan atime to
ed him by her ed, reply. a tEce and nothing else. Throwing] initime. f Do come,rli ss Hare aided to give her the toy. And she"`^and could afterwards keep his mouth
The smile laded, and was replaced: the paper aside, she put her handshad thought—oh, what idiotic'things shut about it.—Georges Clemenceatt.
In t her face and shamelessly and hope-, ing "' d imagined! O course site
short, time he. too, Joyce re - i looked doubtfully up at hien.. It was a might have miserably as she went on p - yen terror. Was' tempting offer, but ought she to ac- he sato got � - - should be kept clean,
ores. had some to regard her as jest' start so suddenly
' there someone in the office? ceps? What a little fool he must think her. fir ' _:.
His First Prison
Before this service, another was
held at Sampshill on the supposed
site of the cottage where Bunyan.
was arrested, and still a third service,'
later, in the grounds of Harlingtosl
Manor House, where Bunyan was ima
prisoned for a night before his trial,'
Here is the actual room 'where he
spent the night, and the justices'
room where he faced his accuser,
Francis Wingate, magistrate and lord
of the manor.
Much of the grand old manor-
house—now in possession of Mr. and
Mrs. Tabor—remains not only as
Bunyan saw it, but as it was in the
fourteenth, fifteenth and slxteentb
centuries
It. 4s a house of hidden 'passages,
tunnels and secret springs and cum
boards. Tap the wall of the bed -room
where Charlee II slept when Wingate
was his tutor and they sound hollow.i
Haile, which gene his keen features other= got the Pleasure of rte. as - L A
'ria look. ?, it always to be like this, until, she was • `"To saw. with you;., .she repeated � ede�o be shattered to atoms at her
Just as I am prayi gn to lose my
sFi
"1 do nae best, lir, .Blake;" answer-° quite old, thirtyor forty: Some -slowly. not come now? It So
by a lwnsinesslike expression a a e`
When washing dishes, don't
fleeted lessly sobbed aloud» "But—but—" she faltered, and she iia im - e »
h v known he was lying when that the automobile license
h Ityping lig sound from behind caused her a a " he had ticket for her.
ane tient macaine u
And now he had given both Mary; She looked quirkily behind her, but'
and Maudie tickets for the big Arts nobby was to be seen among the.
Ball, and never even thought of ask-, shadows.
leg her it she would like to go. Of Drying her eyes hastily, Joyce went,:I
course he would think she was inter- into the passage and looked along it.
ested `iu nothing but her work, as There was a light shining from be -
everybody else did. hind the opaque glass of one of the
During the week before the bail. it doors. A burglar probably, unaware 1
took nearly all 3o_ ce's strength cif that Mr. Blake kept very little money
will to keep from showing her hurt in the office.
feelings inface of the other girls' ex -4 Without stopping to think. Joyce
uberanre. The Arts Bali was one of went along the passage, threw open.
the most Papular dances of the year,' the door. and was about to 'challenge.:
and not everybody was able to obtain' the burglar when the words were
tickets, as the recipients had to ben frozen on her lips. a
personally 'known to the members of ?, Standing in the middle of the room
the committee. facing her was Robin Blake, the
So both Mary and liaudie's work ' juucor member of the firm.
teetered while they discussed their; For a moment or two they stocd'
great good luck. er disappeared to staring at each ether speechlessly, a
the cloakroom at interealS to practise Then Joyce found her tongue.'
their steps. I-1 thought you '€ere x burglar,"
Then,when the great day came, she .stammered, and would have back -
the
blow tell. ear out aagain, conscious of her red.- ;
Abacifive o'clock ?clary came otat � dened eyes and Slushed ace. This was'
from Mr. Blake's room on the verge not they prim. efficient Mize ; Harnitag'
of tears, andholding a long does ' Itobin knew, but if she had only
'hent in her hoed. ^� knewn, he found her a match more
"Just loot; at this," sbe` exelainted , adorable creature. 9
irtathtally^. "He says I"m to do it all t "Ilo+n't go, please," be said awkward-.
aver again without a single mistake,' ly. Lie seemed ae embarrassed as
stied it's to be on his desk at nine berself, Joyce thought, but why
o'clock to -morrow morning! should he? He had a perfect rlgbt
"But, Mary, we said wed go and to some lata his ovyn office' at any
love our hair done together," waaledt, hour And what a fool he reuse think
ktendie ""And that old thing will, her, barging it like that Joyce felt,
the yon hours said bouts to do, es- slue vias getting hotter and more an.
Veda'', if raft arem"t anteved to retake• renderable every moment.
i4 hltstake:". : bin apparently round ' difficulty,'
A»' answered Mary with the 'tial choosing words for what he wanted
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reittlaata the dance is eros for frac, that"a 1 "I soullenly had a conviction vviaexa.
stili." T got luN;u,'ie teat 1 had left tray desk
Joyce
took the paper front MOM: unl rtes," lac observed slowly*. "As;
Irish Cleric is Not Afraid of His Dignity
forget
plates
MO"
itt. I"e '. A. tznytla, M.A., LL.B., moderator oil
ti tl_roeit, Derry
a, tyre l�res�a-,ti�,H�ata flays" 'campalt Vic..
o the camp every year.
Secret Door
Open a secret door in another room
and there is the entrance to a now
caved -in tunnel, which, according to
legend, once led to a wood two miles:
away.
Near the room is a twisting, parrot',
passage, just big enough for a man
to crawl along, that leads to the roof.
The old house is almost melodra-
matic, with its hiding places, its hol-
low walls, its secret passages and
tunnels.
Two Desert Tribes
End Ancient Feud
Near Palestine
Bedouin Sheiks Engage in
Solemn Ritual, Thus End-
ing Raids and Thefts
Jerusalem—AD impressive peace
feast between two of the leading
Bedouin tribes on the northern edge
of the Huleh plain near the border
where ] alestiue meets Syria has just
been enacted with the solemn ritual
of the desert. The ceremony was
head in the presence of British and
:Ahern officers of the district who
successfully intervened in ending the
long-standing feud with the resultant
umtual raiding and theft which for
nearly a decade has disturbed the
Peace and security of this area.
The food"'was between two power-
ful faniilles, that of Kemal Effendi,
Sheik of Halla, a young and datunt-
lese leader, and the semi -Bedouin
tribe of Hatnroun. Years ago mem-
here of the Hamdoun tribe slew
Inemnre fatbet. Between these tribes
ince there lasts been enm Y, joop.
ardieleg• the safety of all Hamdoun
t.ribttsnnee if tliey CA Me. anywhere
near lfatlsa territory':
The primitive but .use full cerereonY
the :British believe will restore Pea°`
to lho ''filch, ,basin, tvltere save
w elar9 at;o ,laswltla 'rrtitftoeldor, tit
,letelsh Labor leader, and. seven o
hie folloWars were slain defoudin
Choir colony', 'Tol Tat against the a
tack of 1 etnal Eai1'oudi't . men.
HEARTS IN UNISON
Madge: mi^heare's that yoltfg out
who 'Was tea attentive to nae Iaet su
a1tar,"
1lee+Iftn, ' "is it still'Two smite wit
but a tomoo, tltittzglttv
,t0ttgge,1 "Why, yes. 1 think so
how to favold, corn othil'."
Akt,:ttaineotae'e
has std, i. t`ltw cid' Pia
Is needed t;o bring tltiavbb talar) 1n.gh e
,vt", lit lltb.
BATOR T Kih0 RIDE IN A "ta0DERIC CHARIOT AMUSES BOYS
the general assembly,. being gd
driven
from 171t
rtiltiw I
tt
atiei
county, Ireland. in a donkeys cart. The luotietdttat frays ,t. visit