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Show I ! 1 ! i AN EDITORIAL BY I I FLORENCE DAVIES 4 HITCH DP F.YKHY HILL. "And so." said the black-eyed young woman whose position of stenographer I hid grown Into private secretary to (the bos, "I just quit my job. I for-Jgot for-Jgot to send the laundrv and that was the end " "But what has laundry got to do with a lawyer's office?" cried a chorus of voices? 'Everything," the dark-eyed one replied. "You don't know the wife of the senior member of tho firm. I've parcel-posted all her packages, made dates with her dressmaker, sent her letters by special messenger, Balled UP the laundress, and taken care of all jher railroad ticket and telegrams fur The past three ea r. ami that Saturday, Satur-day, when she blew In with the laundry' laun-dry' and asked me to phone right away because she didn't have time to stop. I was rushing to carry out last minute min-ute orders for the boss and. yes I really real-ly was trying to get off for my fcatur-lay fcatur-lay afternoon before i was too man) I hours lat for the appointment I made, and I plain forgot the laundry." "Then when she bustled In Monday , morning and spied the package, the worst happened and I told her I couldn't play a double role any longer and that 1 was hired to do her husband's hus-band's work, not hers." Half of the work this secretary had done had been done to save her boss, she said, "in the midst of an Important Import-ant conference he would bo called and asked to be sure to stop at tho dr.Vj poods store for a package or run over i to the drug store and bring out some pills. "He was too loyal to say anything, but I always offered to do the Job for him and he looked his gratitude." And so the little secretary is out of a Job and the big man is looking for a secretary, and the big man's wife thinks she has been rudely insulted by a mere office girl, who by the way, I lias carried in 1 r head most of the details of th business which havr paid ;for tho Jewels and the furs which the man's wife flaunts so airily. , But she Is a natural born loader, this I wife She doesn't know how to carry her own load, or to burn her own smoke. She Is always looking for a hltoh up every little hill. Just what would happen, one wonders, won-ders, if five minutes before her guests were expected for a bridge luncheon, her husband should call up and in-; in-; sist that sin drop everything and go ;out and collect some eidencc on a 'case or look In his desk and get a paper and come straight to the office with it. Imagination falters at the thought of tlie explosion that would .follow. Perhaps it would be a good thin;: If wives were made to servo a Isix months term In business, just to see what It's like to try to mix the laundry with ihe case of Smith vs. Smith." oo |