Judge — May 18, 1912 — page 10: what you’re looking at

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The Eccentricities 'ELLOW Success-seekers—While ec- centricity is not necessarily a pre- requisite of success, it in no wise handi- caps the aspirant for first honors in the mercantile Marathon. To elucidate: Percy Putterford held down a clerkship in a large publishing house, and by persistently pound- ing away each day from eight a. m. until five-thirty, for six or seven years, had risen to the dig- nity of a roll-top desk and nine dollars per week. As a business asset, the roll- top desk is in a class of its own. The wise employer is hep to the psychological aspect of the reced- ing-roofed escritoire, and he knows that to give a worthy em- ploye one of these vanity-satisfy- ing pieces of office equipment will obviate the necessity of unneces- sarily increasing the payroll and keep the valued employe from yearning for an increase in his weekly stipend. Consequently, Percy Putterford was content to open his desk promptly on the minute of eight every morning, and close it reverently at five- thirty every evening, giving his best efforts in the interim to the uplift of the business. Came Jack Dashaway into the fold, to fill a minor position at five per. He wasa guileless-look- ing gink, and no one would have suspected that he was cut out of the whole cloth. He looked the situation over critically and de- cided that original methods would be necessary to insure a mete- THE MATRIMONIAL STFEL YARD, of By AUGUSTUS WITTFELD. oric rise in that particular establish- ment, 80 he laid his plans accordingly. After several weeks of punctiliously punching the face of the time clock at seven-fifty-eight, his record on that tell- AVOIDING FALSEHOOD. Mr. Dodge—‘* You get the half-fare ticket for tae boy, ma. The ticket agent may ask his age, and you know how to tell falseboods."’ I hate (Equal balances.) Genius. tale timepiece assumed the aspect of a fever chart in the typhoid ward. At the end of a week he was haled before the high ace of the concern and handed a line of talk on the value of punctuality. “You will pardon me, Mr. Quarto,"’ he replied, “‘if I ven- ture to differ with you on this subject. An employe who is nev- er late is a losing investment.” Old Quarto bristled and de- manded an explanation. “‘The employe who is never late,’ said Dashaway, ‘‘gener- ally consumes several hours of your valuable time every week impressing that fact upon the minds of his fellow-employes, and his sole ambition is to live up to his established record for punctuality. Iaspire to higher things than being a time-clock impresario."’ Later in the day the high ace summoned his right bower and spoke to him of Dashaway. “That young fellow, Dasha- way, had the audacity to ridicule the idea of punctuality to me!'’ he growled. ‘‘Looks to me as though there was something in him. Give him a good try-out.'” So the right bower began to take notice of the guileless gink, and one day invited him out to lunch. The G. G. surprised the R. B. by ordering very sparingly, and that of the simplest fare. Pressed to partake of the fancy fodder on the menu, he protested that a hearty meal in the middle of the day lessened his capacity comicbooks.com