Evening Star Newspaper, May 16, 1937, Page 102

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Addressed to Mr. Gerald Lawrence, Eastern Manager, Modern Products, the letter read precisely as it had been dictated by her boss. The letter, yes. But the ending! Laura felt prickly all over. Instead of the customary, busi- nesslike ending were three little words, three fateful, little words: “I love you.” A letter from the austere Mr. Borden to Mr. Lawrence concluding with, *‘I love you!” How Mr. Borden had ever missed seeing them she would never quite understand. To her, each word stood out like a mountain. True, he had been in a hurry and seldom went over her work anyway. “That’s one of the things I like about your letters,”” he had once complimented. ‘‘I don’t have to proofread every line.” Laura decided to cry. Twice during the rest of that morn- ing she ventured as far as Mr. Bor- den’s door, determined to resign. But she didn’t. She entertained noillusions that the error wouldn’'t be noticed when Mr. Lawrence received the let- ter; it wasn’t that. 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Y. = | Please send your free booklet of letters by | | a leading domestic science authority in an- | | swer to the question ‘‘Can I Really Save i 1 Money and Food, too, with a Modern Ice H Refrigerator?’’ : I Name.......oiiiiiiiiiiiit i 1 ! 1 L A s S A S A DA O S A 0 O A 33 ] ! ] ) City and State. .......coocevemccacnes 1 THIS WEEK \ lllystrated by Lv Kimmel ment in his eyes. It wasn’t that Mr. Lawrence didn’t have a sense of humor; on the contrary, her troubles would probably arise from the fact that he possessed a very keen one. Wait until portly, dignified Mr. Bor- den was confronted by ‘‘love and kisses” from Mr. Lawrence! She shivered at the scene mentally con- jured. The cold chills were transformed into fever as the buzser over her desk hummed angrily. She dragged herself inside Mr. Borden’s sanctum. ‘“Miss Barrett,”” he began, paused, picked up a telegram from his desk. ““Y-yes, sir,” quavered Laura. An eternity passed while he studied the message. She felt her knees knocking. “Er? Oh, yes,”” resumed the pre- occupied Mr. Borden. ‘““Mr. Lawrence is arriving this afternoon. The four o’clock plane. Have one of the cars meet him.” ‘“Yes, sir,” faintly. She turned to depart. *‘And make arrangements to work late this evening. He has some very important letters to get out.” Laura Barrett did not see Mr. Gerald Lawrence when he came through the outer office about five. She was inside in the rest room. She had been inside in the rest room ever since four-thirty. Finally she was forced to desert her haven and return to her desk — the buzzer was sound- ing furiously. So was her heart as she propelled a very shaky self to the inner office. Mr. Borden had on his overcoat, ready to leave. ‘‘Miss Barrett will take care of all your needs,” he said smiling. ““A very efficient lady,” he added slyly. “I am sure,”” said Mr. Lawrence LAURA, SMILING HAPPILY, DID NOT MOVE. ‘I CAN TAKE THE LETTER LIKE THIS,”” SHE MURMURED & ) v i e € \J If Mr. Borden had read the Iet}er before he signed it, he would have had a shock — or would he? by METTEAU MILES pleasantly. ““How are you, Miss Bar- rett?”’ “Not so well,” Barrett truthfully. 1t was then five-thirty. Two hours later the lights were still burning in the office. ‘‘And now,”’ Mr. Lawrence was saying. ‘‘Will you get down off my lap and take one more letter?” Laura, smiling happily, reached for her notebock but did not move. *'I can take the letter just like this,” she murmured. “All right,”” he said softly. ‘“To Miss Laura Barrett. Dearest Laura: I was such a fool to leave the Chicago office without marrying you. I didn’t realize confessed Miss how much | really loved you until after we'd quarreled, and then 1 was transferred. and — and — "’ He stopped. Lettcrs have been dictated before with a pretty girl sitting on the dictator’s lap but, after all, when she’skissinghim. . . Several minutes later Gerald Law- rence fumbled through his pockets, finally produccd a crumpled envelope. Great tears of happiness magnified Laura’s eyes until they were violet pools. Suddenly they widened, were more like sauccrs. Sprawled across the face of the envclope in cold, stern Mr. Borden’s large handwriting was one solemn, simple, expressive word: PERSONAL! The End Fatal Foolishness by JOHN J. McELueén Fire Commissioner and Chief of Department, New York OMEBODY once said that ‘a match has a head, but you’ve got to think forit.” The same thing goes for chil- dren. And when you put matches and children together — well, look: Chelsea, Mass.: A 19-month-old baby was burned to death in his crib when his 214-year-old brother under- took to amuse him by striking matches on the side of the crib. Washington, D. C.: An 8-year-old girl died in an apartment where she had been locked with her 7-month-old sister. She had been playing with matches. Brownfield, Tex.: A child touched a match to a bed quilt in his home. He, his brother and his sister died in the resulting blaze. Guilford, Vt.: Two little girls were fatally burned in a barn when their four-year-old brother set fire to the hay with a match. New York City: A six-year-old girl died in the hospital from burns re- ceived when an entire box of parlor matches with which she was playing at home ignited and set fire to her dress. Verdun, Quebec: A baby left with three other children in the house was suffocated by smoke when his four- year-old brother threw a lighted paper intothecrib, setting fire to the blanket. Lemmon, S. D.: A two-year-old girl suffered fatal burns when she and two small visitors decided to play with matches in her room. The fire had gained considerable headway before the mother downstairs noticed it, and while two of the children escaped, the third hid undcr a bed and couldn’t be located in the dense smoke. Note: Through long experience firc- men have lcarned that children very often hide undcr beds when frightened by fire or smoke. It is now ‘‘standard practice”’ for men to look there imme- diately when no answer comes to a call. Hearst, Ont.: Two children, the older two ycars of age, were killed in a blaze which destroyed their cabin home. A five-yvcar-old child, who had been playing with matches, escaped. Here are eight cases involving twelve deaths. And these are just excerpts from a list before me that is as long as your arm Truly, children and matches need chaperons!