Evening Republican, Volume 22, Number 25, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 29 January 1919 — Jones Gets a Raise [ARTICLE]

Jones Gets a Raise

By IMES MACDONALD

<iCfrpgEiglrt»-iaifU bx McClure Newspaper, ’ Syndicate-) ' '■ ■/ . ~ Young jllr. Jones reached oyer nmT gave’ his adding machine a few, icntptlve jul-s and againJiq->ml, i'n.to a rei - - Erie. IJ vs' 'VCa?»' out. college, ami David R. Jom-s hud litrtetobonst of hr the jeux of in Idcvemrnt■ j He had been nffibitious. but eager ’and EttthwdastiC eppl-enholi to hfs J"l' T”” five long .years h:td failed to lift hW OPt-Qf. the ecleriTs'. When he had taken (he job in answer to an advertisement he hud Ityet) Assured C‘f i T-.ipid ;nh nm ena nt ami ;t - future for the right But lie w.:< still doing the same work ho had been i wg' ■«ft ’erdUK iffi-nffiyj the company. "TTTe. Iftul sunk f<> oinjob with sincere and industrious pur- ! —hf+H- —mry — thing in the+w-ay~of wdvanceutwnrt - and now that it was June again the pres pr-ct of another tong, hot summer tn that office galled him. With a thoughtful air he withdrew from his wallet a clipping which he f had torn fromlds nej si | aP‘l r ..jn, 1 way ddvnioun in—;lw— subway —that - .morning.—. . “WANTED—A pilot ic young man ii- I boatman on pmileiUan's. espite. Con- : necticut shore. .Must be expert swim- . men—know motorboats. sailboats and canoes— maker epairs and be genera U y useful and obliging; S6O month I y and. board. See Mrs. Agnes Turner between 16 and 12 Tuesday, Hotel Arkwright.” ~ ' And after he had read the tid through once more young Mr. Jones arose from his desk and entered the private office of his great and exclusive boss, the well-known. Mr. Henry It Riggs. Mr. Riggs, or "Old H. 1’..” as he was called in the outer office, stared at the impulsive Mr. Jones with surly surprise. The privacy of his domain had never before been so violated. “Well?" he demanded. “I'm Jones." said Jones, “David R. Jones. I've been with this company live years. I have a fair education. a certain amomrt of brains ami some ability. When I came here I wa.< promised rapid advancement and a future and before b die of old age at $35 a week 1 thought I'd go |ntv the matter with you.” “Well?" repeated Old H. I', sourly. “I want a man's job and $3,000 a year from today or I’m through." Old IL I’. glared, and tlie_l>arest crinkle of a sarcastic smile puckered up one corner of his mouth. "You're 1, through, all right'" he agreed, "and you I won’t find three-tlumsandiffiuTar jobs hanging on trees around this town, young man.” “Anyway." grinned Jones affably, "I don't intend to hang on this tree till - I'm rotten. There are plenty of other trees growing in the orchard of Man hattan." '■ " ' '—-

"Very well." growled Did 11. I\. turning back to I:"..-- de.-k. “Blit if-you don't .gevyour fancy job you, can have your <.ld one here any tiute before the first of September," he flung .over his shoulder. _——•— ■ - “iluh*’ he grunted a few days later when the incident recurred to him. “The young squirt! And 1 was proud of fifteen a week at his age !" Blit" pt that very moment David It. Joyes. e’;-d in i ess jersey and,. an old pair of flannel trousers, was tuning tip the engine of a hi4.ii powered motorboat up on the Connecticut shore. “Hello. boatman !’* shouted a voice above the din. and'Jones looked up to see a smiling face peering at him over the edge of the dock. •She swung her legs over the side and turned iiToWTc With The intention of sliding down backwards to 'tfie deck ; of the boat, some six below. Her skirt caught on a bolt. but. she kem right on sliding. till the unities: Mr. . Joiies was compelled to turn ... * :.ue uv. ; y. tly. And .Imies, y, ipiftg hi* dirty hands on a pieeq of. waste, reached up obediently and unhooked her. setting her safely üßrher feta, with a "My—my coining.Wjts quite a revelatiixn. wasn't it 3” she saifl. demuitely. the etflcir deepening in her cheeks. But Jones had {>re.ei|fied not to iio-r rice. although the ulve'meii who pretend never to notice are the very.unes who never miss anything. "Who might you. be?" he asked pleasantly. Trh Lritta, ihejamfigest." she knuflu ed, "Carlotta Riggs, you know. We orily~got here, just a little while agorLouise and Nhki am! Aunt Agties. Aunty says you impressed lu*r very favorably at your interview in town, arid she thinks you're going to be a very nice boatman. What's ybur nanigX'__ And froin that day fort IriDa vid R. Jones was Lotta’s very own.' She appropriated him as something sent fp her by the gods for her own especial pleasure arid Amusement- Together they painted the boats —mended the «hx4t— rebuilt the float. Sturdily she worked a/ ■ his" side,, and in itetwren times they swam together. If the rest of the family noticed it Ht all they ■Juefel-y.pasßed.it orfy with a shrug—for After all Lott a was only a kid, but— The day H. P. Riggs was expecrrfl up to spend a week with bls family, Uinta rind Jones-went across the bay in the motorboat to meet (Him, and he . 4 < h fhe-bare-sbotiideretl. i’tawhy young boatman by hia daughter. “ At. first he did not recognise Joftes, bat the way hovered over

that yrwmg man drrvr fier father’s Unwhite he gtnwrrprt nverhts daughter’s' so apparent affection for his erstwhile clerk, ' Jones' Identity registered Itself on his brain. . - ■' /- “Davy is.n,’t really a boatrtfflti," exUiLuMfi:d..Leiia. .to...lier .£alh.e£...tim:.,niahi. at the dinner table, "lie s Just a very nk-e young num who worked .his head Ti-rff---ttvr r ;wh'm<’ ; cwT7tr<'p n i '":r“gTr>Y,UTry”V;TiT tiffin who woulffm give liltii a .'<' ha m<<-. So Davy imnie up his imml to l-.w.a. nice, varation this summer a'tfd find a ltd. its usual Lotto harfied through h« ; rdinner ami slipped down tojhe I ih ..1. ■ I I>a > y J. -m-s. ”tX'byldafiiJtMUTl7*ii.l<LX?ii v ys :■ '’ ;v lldtHje - _.,‘.'Y; >U_ sho told him that. Your fuller Was the bld guy v• I*> wouldn't give me a < L: 1,. <■ !*’ ' Aa;d Lol+m-saf Jmck ag.iin-t an upold • Ifhingl" s’lje said, disrespectfully, with) -visions'tn her ytVtm:. 11 ’ ndtpi <if u’li ting ft oVer <>t» her father. Thru she leaned- her slim lengfliragai list Dfiv.y- J ones, With i~i u In li.lul Lis tie< i. , - and if yiiii’itn-w-i’ lio<l Jilted standing ns Lona 1 was, begging! to Le... kissed, you tirnba I»1 y■ J; now . jus t . vliat about. It. tWy first day, unyy dearj -Pye, boon uanting yon t<i kiss me," she was'sjiying. as the glow <>f Old | 'H. P.'s cigar- came ar<tuml fhe-eorner, of the boathouse. For a moment he stopped and- watched tire two who rinse togm+her-- dnrr, - 'fit* daughter 'and Ikivy Jones —then he walked over ami faced Thein griiirty. "I snpj4oso you’ll be waaung your old job back again." said H. P. Rigg* to the starthd Mr. Jone*. "When a man’s ma rrieil he railll ■ r heeds a Job, jloesn't he? But the two of you can’t live on tliirty-.‘ixe a week." “ , “Lot tit says can." grinned Jones, hugging that willing young woman just -a bit rios4’r-=imd the+r he hl+Tffed n little. "How ever, w e won't have to. I’iti starting with Rogovs. Wyman & I’o., the first of September at .$.'1,500 a 1 year." Whereupon Lotta squeezed his.arm. and eyed her father hpsHTbly. '“For h moment H. P. Riggs withstood tlmt glance and then he extended his hand with n grin. “On the contrary, Dave,” he said al- ! most genially, “you’re starting with. H. P. Riggs & Co. at $5,000 —and eventually a —ft partnership." - And then Lotta graciously transferred one of Davy Jones’ kisses to her father And back again.