The evening world. Newspaper, July 15, 1922, Page 13

WHO'S WHO IN NANETTE WREN + {, suburban and _ progres THIS COMEDY. ive, who | home of plenty for a department store position @ MI MULCAHEY (MAE), STELLA VE ate of the tree of knowledze, E and departed from Eden nette Wrenn read a book, and shook the dust of Leicester from her feet. The trimly purely figurative, for Nan drove the car to the station, Her father, who had played hookey see her off, sat mother was in the rear seat dust, in so far as her hod feet were concerned, ts rom business to beside her. Her “She's so reckless,’’ mourned Mrs. Wrenn, to herself. “Oh, how I wish she'd never seen that book." The book she referred to was ‘Mod @rn Woman and Business." It was posed to be inspirational. At that, loment, however, Mrs, Wrenn would have catalorued it among the works of the devil “Oh, « came tq at the form, “if I'd only been firm Nan, how of the race of her years, which totalled awful lot of her, was crisp and decisive. Hor hair frankly brown unalloyed, but (twas pretty and she was wis she murmured, as Nan station plat r, Was swinging free steering wheel with the lithe but what there was was enough to wear it in a way thut revealed the lines of her shapely Little head. As she thrust a stray w.sp of it back into place she beautifully lashed e “Now do be a duck, like father," she beseeched, "I'll be Jennie, and nobody is going to kidnap me." The train was turned gra toward her mother with Aunt whistling for the ourve, and so she broke off to give her mother a k turned to he swallowed his @'* quite credit “Well, Nan," you'll come rolling home in a five- thousand-dollur automobile and lift and a hug. Then she father, He having ions, managed to bly m1 said he. "I suppose the mortgage on the cid home- stead N produced a hnondker to Aunt Jen- “And be sure chief, “Give my love nie," she whispered wear your rubbi nd so Nan went to Boston, her fortune for to make. She had set her- self a definite goal (as the book rec- ommended), and a week later the Leicester Item, which ever follows the fortunes of Leicester's sons and daughters afield, announced her first step on the journey toward this. “Miss Nanette Wrenn of West Leicester has accepted a position in Endicott's, the big Boston de partment store, She is employe in the china department, on the fourth floor the Her many friends wish her all suc te OW, Endicott's, in Boston, is « typical department store, with two hundred-odd departments. The fourth floor is the prov ince of china, bathroom fixture Kitchenware, glassware, candlesticks, Jaundry furnishings, fireplace fx- tures and—of vast barren vistas, with here and there a supporting pillar, be- snd which salesladies may hide, like wArtled nymphs, from prospective patrons. In short, the fourth floor of Endicott’s is like unto the fourth floor of any department store displaying similar wares. Or, at least, it was until Nan appeared there, to assist the blond and vivacious Miss Mulcahey. Miss Mulcahey’s friends called her Mae. That privilege she graciously extended to Nan, forthwith “So long as we're stuck in this le," said she, “we might as well be friends. Us girls ought to stick together. Thit’s my motto.” Composedly she patted the blond puff that flared wide trom either ear. “IT don't hafta work," she ex- plained. “Ma was simply wild when T gotta job. But no girl wants to stick about home." Nan tried to look {mpressed and pparently succeeded. For: “Pll show you the ropes," of- fered Mae. ‘I'm not the sort that tries to cut a new girl out of all the 1es."" Nor was she. “Will you please show this Indy fain glass tumblers, Miss Wrenn,” he would suggest, ever so graciously Of course if the customer happened 0 want dinner sets, that was differ nt. To what she termed the swell rade Mae condescended. 2 “ been here longer,"’ she ex- Sp iaMed to Nan, “and know how to Y Ab 4 fe tower 0 SCHUYLER TAYLOR, known in his set as “Sky,” assistant to a wealthy and doting old Boston grandfather who has little appreciation of the higher possibilities of art study or of salesmanship. TRACY, Bathroom fixtures JULIE DORT, Laundry furnishings. GERTIE NOONAN, Kitchenware. ® All interested in the outcome of the delightful little comedy that has Endicott’s as its scene of action handle that sort experience." Experience was, Indeed, what Nan was after, “The goal of the most ambitious young saleswoma is to become What you want Is one of the fabutously salarted buyers who go abroad two or three times a year. . . . The buyer's job ts one of the biggest in the business, requiring a fine grasp of human nature, knowl- edge of commodities and admin- istrative ability of the highest order. The aspirant . . . Is interested in more than the de- talls of her own Job. The manu- facture of the articles she sells, their history"—— Thus “Modern Woman and Busi- ness," speaking as a prophet! To Nan, Endicott's was an empire to be conquered. She wished she might have been set down In some other province than chinaware, where the overturn Is slow and the possibilities of achievement fewer; but, as china- ware {t was, she mapped out her campaien and put it into execution. “What d'y’ know,’’ exclaimed Mae to one of several masculine admirers. “She went up to the Public Li'bry nd got some books on the hist'ry of china, Not the country where they eat rats, silly—but the china like we have in the department. How it's made an‘ all that, Can you beat it? N the Public Library, even as Mae had said, Nan found the books she wanted, These she studied with the zeal of a young profes- sor preparing for his Ph. D. The Art Museum was free on Sundays. There china hecame ‘ceramics, the prose of Endicott's display tables be- came bits of poetry displayed in glass cases, Potters long since turned to lay had fashioned them—iridescent, opalescent jars and vases, exquisite plates that ran the gamut of every color known to man, and caught every vagrant gleam of light and glorified it. There was, too, a peachblow vase which was miraculous, so miraculous that some of its prodigal color seemed to € pe and tint Nan’s cheek At t so the tall young man thought. he looked up, suddenly conscious of his presence, and surprised his scru- tiny. And then they both blushed. "Oh, I'm_ sorry,’ he said, {m- pulsively. ‘I didn't mean to be rude, but’*— His eyes were straightforward, r and candid as Nan's own. No one could help knowing that he was nice. At least, so Nan assured her- self afterward when she had time to wonder just how she had permitted herself to be drawn into conversation, at first anent the peachblow vase and then—other things. Such as ceramics he had seen in the Louvre in Paris, “I got in the habit of dropping into the art museum while I was across,"’ he explained. I became interested, and now I often drop in here. Nan's mother would have been seandalized, but the peachblow glow stayed in Nan’s cheeks all that after- noon, “Oh, you Nan! A plck-up!" cried Mae the very next noon. “I'd never have thought it. What's his name and What does he do?" Nan just then would haye put the peachbiow vase to shame. If Mae had only not been with her when she encountered him again on Tremont Street and nodded, Or, better still, if she had only had the wit to evade Mae's inevitable demand for informa- tion. Now she was in for it! “1 don't know," she confessed hon- estly “Well, you are slow! Why didn't you ask? He looks all right, but you never can tell, A girl has to be care- ful. Grace Sloane met a man at a dance last week and she simply raved about him, She said he was a perfect- ly wonderful dancer and in business with his grandfather" Nan bit her ip—she had just been on the point of saying that he had said something about being in business with his grandfather, “And only yesterday she saw him driving a street car, You can take it from me, girlie, and find out just what his job is and what he pulls down per week before you go very far with him." Nan retorted she had no idea of go- ing any distance whatever with him. Indeed, as she assured herself, she might never even see him again, And of course it wasn't because she had the slightest idea that he would be at the Art Museum the next Sunday that she went there—or spent ten minutes more than usual in front of her mirror before going. He was there! And she could hardly utterly ignore him, “We = haven't been introduced F YOUTHFUL yet''-—— he began. I wondered {if you had forgotten that,’ she murmured. “TL haven't, know it isn't done. Mr. and then it's all right. know a soul you know, unless less she'll do."* Nan’s eyes, revealing her surprise, {ts master without everybe of his hand met the glance of a statue of Minerva, eying them with cold and impeccable followed the wave dignity “Mis Minerva,” he explained, THE EVENING WORLD, SATURDAY, JULY 15, he acknowledged; Nobody can introduce Mr. Anybody to a girl, T} But Tdon't “Ang has in which M permanently lost her voice as a result’ more of a prophet, Indeed, of standing around in drafts in- 1922, THE EVENING WORLD’S COMPLETE NOVELETTE In A Chin [ql |'ROYAL BROWN — ED BY WILL.B. JOHNSTION 1y LOVE IN DEPARTMENT st yet see him, advised of what ts lieve me, you've got a lot to — transpiring ting the role of a learn, One thing is that a man who'll — bull in a china shop "I tet a girl pay her own check is a oO piker.” stock?" interposed a meek voice. Mae gave him a look. Just a look! Then she nodded toward a whole table full of tea wets “AL special: bands, two luster, thr see why it's anybody's business" describe any young woman, cumstances, as ved, is ungallant she said, "The gold elghty-nine; rose and seventy-five; fruit and under any ¢ t's nonsense aittiply. por another is that if you think Bur no other terma would have - , flowers, four and a uarter—if you m= he can hang around the employees’ pumced for May just then Bane (oeO THAT Wan y SittiMR gasped. “Wait until T show Uttle her thoughts pass aw : and up and taking notice you've got an- eek Nose-in-the-wir that! Perhaps her thoughts pass away from him. She wis unaware he was studying her, or after this she'll give me credit for that his eyes were keen and searching before Knowing a thing or two, and not try “May IT ask your name?"’ he asked the high and lofty when I tell her mildly Mae whe failed to rise to hinting that peetations me," other guess coming. There's talk al- ready and there'll be me you're through.” spoke as prophet than she That very night, being what something for her own good."* Nan, upon him, “If you're you're going to report she suid freezingly, ‘go ahead however in realized that rig. But as a mutual acquaint- she desoribed as an ‘off night,’’ mean- “She tried to make me belleve ft My number's eighteen twenty-three." ance of us both she begs permission to ing that there was no masculine sail was nothing in lier life,’ Mae con- Just then Nan appeared present Mr. Taylor to''—— on her horizon, she retired to her fided to Stella Stacey, in bathifom “Wil you please wait on this He paused, his eyes pleading that room, attired herself in pelgnoir and fixtures, at noon. “But she didn't gen‘lemun, Miss Wrenn?! called Mae she would not fail him. the modern business woman learn to judge character for OW it is possible that the hot £OS88!P shout wave that ushered in July would have made the Museum and the Public brary less attractive to Nan, anyway. This was the first summer she worked, and the book had emphasized And—well, must sal of her favorite publication herself Art an absolute lack of any idea who was Li- referred to failed to dull Mae's avid- hey ‘ had bed c ) and proceeded with the peru- fool me! Not a bit! You'll remember "I'm going to lunch, if you don’t eens we. + He 3 eae “WHAT GRANDFATHER SAID HE’S—HE’S SURE OF? HE DE- MANDED, AND WILL YOU COME WITH ME TO TAKE DINNER WITH HIM TO-NIGHT?” ‘This I never trusted him And, say what ming,'* devoted to highly spiced you will, an honorable gentleman In the tail of which was concealed ple moving in circles Wouldn't complicate a lady by putting the sting of reproof, and Nan real- to which Mue in her dreams aspired. her in such an equivalent position,” ized it. Even the breadth of a continent or From the distance came a_ hail, ‘m sorr “Miss Mul-cahey. M-l-s8s Mul-ca- mured. i ou oughta be!" retorted Mae, Mae Ignored it. and stalked off Ike an offended god- “Belleve me," she went on, “I'd Aess to be a fly on, the wall when she s into him this noon. Yes, he was a week! I was late,"’ she mur- ity. Judge in the item: We wonder if the well known — /Hke therefore, of her interest UT in the dressing room her physical fitness as a prime requisite °CCentricity of a certain elderly yi4 waiting, the anme ne usual, Cer mood changed. She had of the modern business woman. This Bostonian of true Brahman stock tie Noonan saw him outside. T'll bet glimpsed in Nan's eyes that being so, she saw no reason why, will permit him to countenance he sets a good earful before she's with all outdoors he inevitably did. modern business woman's way. She learned that visiting friends at the shore. yond that she never questioned. But such meagre details failed to satisfy Mae. alling her of a Sat- the urday afternoon or a Sunday, shouldn't go to Riverside for canoeing or to Nantasket for a swim when Sky Taylor suggested such trips, as Especially as she always paid her own share, that, as the book had informed her, being the a she dulging in, The grandson, known his grandfather handled real estate and such things, ca and had an office in the Ames Build- ing and that he had a sister, who was Be- which filled her with almost virtuous isfaction, must of sure had one grand ntrigue his grandson is in- quite through with, him." The advent of Julie Port, laundry to his friends by a nickname more — furnishings and electric washing ma descriptive of the firmament, ma chines, interrupted her. spat," she assured herself. consider himself clreumspect; but “There's an old gent looking for tes They had, As Sky had eagerly sped spending much time in the viein ets out there," sald Julte ty meet her she had taken @ tight ity of the employees’ entrance of f should worry,’' retorted Mae. grip on herself, She reminded her- certain department store is « time Nan was back tr relieve self that what she had read made no hardly a way to avoid gossip. An me for lunch, anyway.’ difference to her. None at all! Only dded piquancy is given his es. Nevertheless, she did move languld- he hadn't been honest with her, and Bi pade in that his sister, a bud of — ly forth had no idea of eating lunch with last season and a member of th: “Sompthing T can show you?" she him that day or any other Vincent Club and the Sewing ked without enthusiasm. “Where shall we go to-day?" hy Te old gentleman gave her a quick demanded, blissfully {gnorant of this. that zines. ‘I dO know exactly what 1 Now was the time to tell him, asked to welcome the want,’ he sald slowly. ‘It's to be a calmly but with utter finality, that inamorata as a sis- Circle, is to be married in carly September. she will be young man No one expec! af . prt for a bride. I thought that there were reasons—she had no in- 5 hee ahs scoffed. he Piha ter-in-law, but one cannot won per sm tea set would be nice.” tention of going into the detalls— uilding je full of offices. Which der what her emotions will be Now, no girl becomes a saleswoman why she preferred to eat alone here one? And as for that sister busi- when gossip percolates through to jn Kniicott's until she has passed after, so far as he was concerned ness, how do you know that she isn’t waiting on table at a summer hotel somewhere “I don't see makes if she is.” “Well,” remarked Mae, “I you wake what difference hope siderable fortune, much of which — + up before the wedding Newport, where she now is. The + r a three-days’ course of inten. and that in the future he was to young man is associated with his ive training. But to M: way of consider her—no friend of his. She grandfather, who has long main nking sald’manship was wasted on had decided just how she would say it tained offices in the Ames Build- —¢ 2» people: he had already in- it, refusing any explanation; but that ing for the handling of his con- — yeytoried her customer and had his hod been thought out without his She gestured toward a flow- eyes meeting hers. And they looked imiber is in real estate, The question to or ehtmare so nice. And honest! bells ring.” which every one in “the know” I--two twenty-nine,” she "‘I'd—I'd rather walk first,’’ she told Nan flushed. ‘TI don't see why a eagerly awaits an answer is y 1 negligently him, and bit her lip to keep It from man and a girl can't be just good whether the grandfather |s fer saze travelled off into distance, quivering. friends" —— acquicscent, believing that young © trim toe tip-tapped the floor "Something wrong,’’ he sald, with “Friends! I suppose he's always men should be winked at while jmputtentiy. Wfit had got into Nan— instant sympathy, “What is it?’ popping up around lunch time be- sowing their wild oats, or jus think that nobody else had "I—I—" she began cause you're a first ald to digestion.” unaware of what is going on. If vith gentlemen friends to keep? And then it had all come out, in “Tl pay my own check. \nd 1 don't the latter proves true, we may ve you uny other designs in exactly the way she nad determined ——— SSS > —— ok NEXT SATURDAY’S COMPLETE NOVELETTE THE MAN IN RATCATCHER By CYRIL McNEILE (‘ Sapper”) Author of * Bulldog Drummond” {I Illustrations by WILL B. JOHNSTONE A Thrilling Story From the British Hunting Field ORDER — = a li YOUR EVENING WORLD IN ADVANCE ESS it mustn't. MMe listened, bis Itps mot- ting th ter, his ayes on her with an expression In them that somehow made her angry, What right had he to look reproachtul? “You mean,’ he broke in finally. “that you belleve such a thing Printed in a paper lke that” Nan's heart—a modern business woman really should not have sueh a thing-—leaped at that, Perhaps “You mean—tit isn't true Tr he had been less angry himself less the affronted young male, his rt would have leaped, too, at the eagerness that, without her realizing it, shone in her eyes and vibrated through her vote “Oh, it's true enough about my grandfather and my sister,’ he admitted He paused to consider her. The eagerness was gone from her eye now. She didn't, he decided, ca for him. Not the least little bit. Else she couldn't look at him like that, so ard and unyielding. ‘I suppose,'’ he said, bitterly, “that it's useless for me to try to explain.” Nan managed to make her eyes meet his and to control her ¥ ‘It is,’ she said, firmly. For an instant he gazed at her. Then, without a word, he turned away. As for Nan, an instant later the traffle policeman took her firmly by the arm. “Look here, young woman,” he said. “You wait until [give the sig nal for crossing the street or you'll land in the hospital.” van hardly heard him. When he re- leased her, she continued on to the Common. ‘To think that he—that ho was that kind! Hardly conscious of what she did she sitpped to a seat beside the Frog Pond. Men passing by eyed her curiously, but she was unconscious of them he cast a quick glance at the clock in the ateeole of the Park Street Chureh “Atter 1!" she murmured, aghast ind started forthwith for Endicott's: The woman who works has go time to weep, at least during business hours. And, anyway, she had no in tention of weeping, She-— ‘Ver haps f can i@terest you in china tea sets,” suggested the old. gentleman, without malice. glanced up and saw not thy hattered hat nor his shabby over cout but his. fa A shrewd, keen face, yet kindly as he smiled at her ‘Oh, excuse me," she apologize! and, hardly realizing what she wa saying, added, ‘I'm a little upset.” “Young people often he ob served, His eyes studied her an in stant longer. ‘Then, "Haven't you amy tea sets that I could present to. ¢ ride with some degree of taste omething that wouldn't cise her to put poison In my tea the first time | called on her?" IS whimsicality was contig gious; she smiled, if un certainly, “Of course,” she said “Over this way. . This is,.the set of a Thousand Wise Men, You n see thelr faces on the cup here." She passed it to him. He held St, in the masculine way, gingerly, as if it were a baby, “How much is this set?" he asked, "It depends. Half a dozen cups and saucers would cost $75, If you wanted the whole service, and per haps matched plates too’ “It would cost much more," he com- mented dryly, He handed the cup back to her, “I wonder If a tea set is what [ really wanted after all, Or perhaps [ should say what she wants," Mae, one may be sure, would have been on to that dodge would have been her inner comment, “He's gotten in too deep and is trying to back out without losing face.” ‘an, however, was—well, less ex- perienced, perhaps, “It depends upon what else she'll have for presents. If she has lots of other things too, she'd adore a tea set He seemed to turn this over in his mind. Then his eyes fell upon the set of sets, so regal that It had @ glass case all to itself, like ceramics, in the Art Museum. “What's that one?” he asked. “It's a reproduction,” sald Nan. “Persian lustre and underglaze color. ‘There’s'a plate like it at the Art Mu seum, She paused to stoop and open thi case. “Do you go to the often?” She looked up, surprised “Why, ['ve been several times, al though"—she blushed unaccountably “not lately, Being In the china de partment here, 1 was interested in knowing all [ could about ceramics." “L began to suspect you of ambi tions,'' he broke in, "What are they ?"" “Why—to be @ buyer ome da ‘o be a buyer,"’ he repeated. Then very deliberately, he added, ‘Does that preclude marriage? Or have you never considered that?" The quick color flooded her cheeks Yet, somehow, she never thought of resenting the question. His hat was shabby and so was his coat, but he had the head of an oid Roman Em peror. "Never!" she said, and if some people would have wondered at the Litter finality of her tone, the old gen tleman apparently did not He considered her briefty ‘I'm sorry"? he said, yet there was « note of whimstcality in his voice Recause a certain young man abso- ely ruined my daily routine a while »y bursting In on me with a wild tale that began with something about a penchblow vaso in the Art Museum, and ended with a threat to gu to Now Art Museum nko York and whip a certain editor within an inch, of his life 3 paused expectantly, Bui Na was beyond words, She cor only gaze at him, wiltl-ey el and bewildered He's young and impetuous ather foolish,” he resumed, iw th same tone, “but fie's my grandso and I'm sort of fond of him. Ju now he's seeing indigo because he be lieves that somebody doesn’t carr snap of her finger for him, else she! have trusted him, no matter wi anybody said. But L persuaded hi to stay in the office while I we Investigated."* n struggled to find her yois n You're—you' re" “E'm the eecentria old Boste always doing queer things,’’ he knowledge’ hen his eyes seare ing hers as if he would see struic through them to her heart, he aids “Are you absolutely sure you slr want him, my dear?” Because seems ubsolutely sure he wants y a% eyes fell. “He—h » told me,” she murmured. ‘ve admitted that he's young foolish, And love made tim a lit! worse than usual, that’s all, He ii a notion that if you knew just who is--or perhaps I should say wh: am—you'd be stand-offish, becaws shall [tell you exactly what he si: to me?’ Nan managed to god. “He sald, ‘I didn't have much chante, anyway; and I thouxht { better go slow because she's as prc as the devih anyway.’ '” Mae, returning from her lune! that instant, saw them stand) there. “Egypt's Queen!’ she gas)» “She's showing him the $1,000 «+ She must have gone clean daffy! Interested in spite of herself, s moved toward them. He saw he first. He regarded her, humor high ing his eyes. ‘Then he turned bac to Nan “rm an old busybody, ut m years ring me certain privilese I'm glad that 1 choose to exercis them, even If it seems inexcusabe to you,” he sald. ‘Then, raining voter, he added, “You ¢an charge | set and send it Nan looked up, you really-—really “LT want that—too, vantly “Too?” her thoughts echoed. “We for the love of Pete!” An elderly woman, who. wished see glazed teapots, kept her busy ( the next twenty minutes. Then “Well,” Mae demanded of Nay “who was he? Croesus J. Mid himself?" “He wanted a tea set for a wee ding present,” sald Nan evasively “I'M say so," acknowledged Mi “But who'd ‘a’ thought that old co had a nickel to his name. A thot sand-dollar tea Be Some peopl: neredulo' ant it he said signi: certainly have all the luck. Whe else did he buy?" Nan looked at her, — perplexe: “What! élse? “He waid he wanted that, too, Si what are you blushing about?” ROM the elevator weil came. |) sound of a door slid wpen an the elevator man’s husky bar tone: “China, bathroom fix tures, fireplace fixtures" Nan, seeking escape, moved swift! that way, and then, as swiftly, soug! sanctuary behind one of those pillar which ive sulesladies chances to hide like startled nymphs, from prospect purchasers. Only he wasn’t a pros pective purchaser and he had alread seen her “Nan!” he ed, breathlessly—any body who covers the ground between the Ames Building and Endicott’s « swiftly as he had cannot be othe: than breathless, Ts it true?’ “Is—is what true?" “What grandfather said he's—he sure of? he demanded. hd wi you come with me to take dinner wit him to-night? He told me to as you. Wilk you? It wae. thuch mopethardn fayit tion to dinner that he wag: #0 wisi fully waiting her answer to, and si know it 1. , does he really want me to?’ sbe temporized, in a voice si hardly recognized as her own. “Does he! Oh, Nan, he's as craz about you as Tam! At that Mae, who had been Hstenin with both her ears and her mouth « well -at least It was wide open shrugged one shoulder expressively “Oh, don’t mind me," she sald. Ui beat it Yo Stella Stacy, Im bathroom Ax tures, she unburdened herself “Oh, she’s hooked bim all righ Some men fall for that stand-off game Me, {'m Just natural and iy self at all times. I don't pretend t by ’ fest violet, but, helieve me virtaously ‘if a guy rushed tn an tied to propose to me during bus ness hours I'd tell him where he go off Even if he had a mitionalr grandfather?’ suggested Stella ux tnidly 1 wouldn't marry a man name for two militon,’* retorted Ma She sniffed disdainfully, “Sky! Sk t say lly, however, she relented Schuyler Taylor a wed 1 nie," she explatned to a vorked fn the a < partment know. And we w hatt K—~juat doing it ‘fer tun, yk AM righta reserved. — Prin ae ee a re «+ =