A TASTE OF REVENGE

New Zealand Tablet, Volume XXXVI, Issue 18, 7 May 1908, Page 7

A TASTE OF REVENGE

hi*\?SL £ would come. The little cashier at the S3h?\J? ?r Wa + S So deep and had corae so sudful d'av «, Xto S0 manty other hurts of a V^n-

< iS™ 6 wo ? 7t hel P "» M * ss Branch,' he said a £? n' n H ■ wa H ced slowly back t0 ii:dS. le^st 'he ndriS do^? t ocour a 6 ai n-this week,' at least, he added, over his shoulder. ' - Taylor's w?X ai fr ri Tn S cad£ cad at Swain and xayiors, where kdith Branch was chief cashier. He was tidSe'nf Zl nt °' f °^ er peo1 P' le ' S ' mlstakes °* &*£■ S» - «nrt i ,? People's feelings-at least it seemed, so and had seemed softer Edith over since she had been .given the ft C b desk in toe central office of the Mfc to Mm H SUni t °'" isUrn ~ ini dttectly He' was not a young man. He .did not look young" witn Ms wMe, pale blue eyes peering near-sigihJted'ly glasses, and with his queer little s-ide-W'Msikers, that he kept cut short to >Mdc theirwhiteness. And he was fond of the methods that had existed under his direction for many years in the accounting department, and -jealous of Ms control . of them. , -. : .-< .":-■ ' He thinks more of Ms old systems' than of all J the ..solar system besides,' kdith had once told her mother, •in describing him .at home, ' and X he's^-jnean, mean,' mean to any one who breaks a" single link' for avsingle time ! ' There was something about the way Mr. McG-owan's lanlc lower jaw pushed itself out' toward an offender and 'in the way Ms eyes seemed to mourn over 1 that in!d^--viduial's faults that made one suspect Mm of bleinlg \privately not without satisfaction. \n> his .opportunity aad authority to administer a reprimand. It was just after closing-time, and as. 'the* girl vately not\ wathomtt satisfaction in his opportunity; let her hurt occupy her mind. Stupidity, indeed ! - There was not a cashier in the stor-e, nor a .clerk nior bookkeeper who did not mace mistakes.- -. Edith know that. She was q,uite sure that even the impecoaible Mr. McG-owan himself must have made errors at some time 'in his calm career, although one of the exas'perattog features of the case was tiiat he never seemed to make them mow; and -as she went tio the coat-room that night exasperation and humWLat'ion mingled inJi'er heart, and something else that was harder and more bitter than either was growing up out of them. • I wish— oh, I wish he'd make a mistake some time ! ' she whispered to herself. ' I wish he'd makteva, big— a terrible mistake, that would— would lose tata' has place, and then I'd be— oh, I'd be^ ' • . But she 0W not finish the sentence. A I'ittle prick of comip.u'nctiioi* stopped her. - '• Oh, I just dislike him' so !. ' she repeated, to nferself, extenuatingly. ' He's so unfair ! ' .. One day resembles another in. a place like bwawi and Taylor's, but that does not mean that they are not all interesting to a young girl whose health a^d spirits are of the best. Somehow Edith could not help feeling, as she sat at her desk again the, next day, that sior anger and depression of- the day before bad beenr somewhat greater than the cause warranted. bh>e liVeid her work. She loved the bustle and' hurry anfl 'the sure action 4t required of her had not been shaken ■^by Mr McG-owam's insinuations. ■ She loved the sigfots and sounds of the big store, too, the throngs of -popple, the lights and the colors, the buzz of voices the tap, tap of heels of the hardwood floors of the'afeles, and "the soft whirring of the big revolvang door near by.

(To be concluded next week.)