Walker Lake bulletin. (Hawthorne, Nev.) 1883-1926, 1894-01-03
THE MAKING OF A WOMAN.
Mat Really Loved Henry, but Henry
Thought Her Wicked Flirt.

Once upon time there was II farmers
son. and once upon the same time therewas
a country doctors daughter. The farmers
son fell in love with. the country doctors
daughter, and she, not to be outdone, fell
in love with him. He was sensible boy
in most things, which means that he was
foolish boy In love. She was sensible girl
in most things, which means-almost any
thing This much is certain-she did not
know how very much in love she was. His
name was Henry. Her name was Mat,
which is Matilda shortened.
There came to the village to help her IA
Their young doctor fresh from college lie
was city bred, city clothed' Lefty tongued.
Mat looked at him rs cori.. y girl might,
and he looked at her as city young man
was sure to. She smiled, and lie smiled
back, and half of her smile was that OF
certain malicious pleasure that most wom-
en- have felt when they saw that some man
whom they cared for was wholly in their
power, for Henry grew very uncomfortable
when he saw Mat hobnob with the young
man from the city. This made her hobnoo
with him more industriously still, although
she had no evil intent. She was merely u
cat playing with mouse. But it is not
pleasant to be mouse so Henry called her
to account one night and reproached her.
Mat. still ignorant of how deeply she
loved, laughed and enjoyed it. But the
next morning, when she found that Henry
had gone away and that no one knew where
he had gone, she grew wise and felt o fear
that was misery in her heart.
For three days she fingered in the coun-
try village Then she, too, went away, and
there were two pairs Of unhappy parents
behind her-Henry's, because they did not
know where their son was, and Mats, be-
cause they thought their daughter was I'M
womanly. But she knew that she had only
then learned how to be woman.
She learned that Henry had come to New
YORK. so she also came here and began to
search for him. But the city grew bigger
and bigger with each days births, which
the deaths did not seem to her to balance
at all, and the streets grew longer. She be-
came more anxious and more determined
with each useless day Weeks went by, and
months passed, and a year was two-thrds
gone. Her face, with it's eyes tired from
looking at stranger faces, took on an ex-
preston of great sweetness of maturity.
She had to get work to do, for her father
was angry, but she still found time to
search.
II
the window of her second story boarding
house room on Sixth avenue. IN elevated
railroad train rumbled toward her and
CHANGED to stop opposite her window. She
looked into the engines cab, and there,
grimy and CREASED. was Henry raking coal
For a moment she was almost fright
ened. Then the train started, and Henrys
face went with it. She turned quickly to
her little bureau and made as good toilet
as she could, so that when she went out
she looked most charming The lips that
had been thin showed bit of fullness now
in their tiny smile, and the cheeks which
had grown pale were pink. She went to the
nearest elevated railroad station and asked
few questions. Then she found her way
to the yards"
When Henry left his work, a fondly smil-
ing woman stood at the foot of the stairs.
He started back and paled when he saw
her, but she held out both hands confident
ly and said:
II have been looking for you for months"
He stopped and kissed her, and they went
away together, arm in arm.-New York
Press