A CLOSER CORPORATION
FRONT offices resemble back kitchens in this: they have always an ear at the keyhole, an eye at the crack, a nose in the air. But between the ordinary front office and the front office of the T. A. Buck Featherloom Petticoat Company there was a difference. The employees at Buck's -- from Emil, the errand boy, to old Pop Henderson, who had started as errand boy himself twenty-five years before -- possessed the quality of loyalty. They were loyal to the memory of old man Buck, because they had loved and respected him. They were loyal to Mrs. Emma McChesney, because she was Mrs. Emma McChesney(which amounts to the same reason). They were loyal to T. A. Buck, because he was his father's son.
For three weeks the front office had been be. wildered. From bewilderment it passed to worry. A worried, bewildered front office is