Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1903-07-24

WHEN A
MANS LAZY

BY SNOWDEN KING

"P-r-o-v-id-e-n-c-ew
When the train stopped, girl came
up the steps, a tall, bright faced young
woman, with an alert air that stamped
her instantly as one Of the worlds
workers.
A man at one of the smoker windows
threw out freshly lighted cigar and
made his way into the back coach. 81
wonder" he mused, 'why 1t ls she al
ways knows Just what to wear and
how to wear it-black skirt not too
long, blue shirt waist, sailor haiti"
"Allow me-" Before she was aware
of his presence he had raised the win
dow she was Juggling at.
You" she Intercepted.
"None other" he laughed. "And
what do you mean by stepping into my
car 30 unc@emoniously2 thought
you were In Boston, working as none
but you can work"
"Mother and | have been taking a
much needed vacation two miles out
OF Providence with Aunt Ruth Armsly,
mothers sister You don't know what
time we have had-fried chicken,
fresh milk and eggs, the finest scenery
and the dearest aunt In the world"
"Oh, but | do know" he interrupted,
'for have been enjoying the same,
minus the aunt, few miles down the
bay! l didn't feel like going the regu-
lar rounds this summer, 40 took my
vacation late and In my own way"
"Your vacatlonw And Bessie Stuart
laughed soft and low From what,
pleaser Confess you have never done
days work In your life"
"And you" he answered softly, "have
done too many OF them"
mo" she said quickly. She was
afraid when this mans voice and eyes
took on their present tone-of herself,
perhaps, more than anything else.
"Slnce l have taken up illustrating l
have TO use the minutes as well as the
hours, so as to keep up my reporting"
"Are you going TO do reporting this
winter2 II Is such hard, grinding work
for n woman, Bessie hate to see you
do 1t. and with all my heart l wish I
had the power to say you shall not"
She looked at him steadily. "Do you
know that sometimes you are almost
impudent2 Yes, / must do reporting
this winter. II will be a year at least
before can give IT up for more con
genial employment. Illustrating does
not pay quite well enough yet to take
care OF the Stuarts financially. sup
pose your work will be the same" and
her lips curled little scornfully eel
gars, club dinners, the theater and the
usual round OF social functions2"
He glanced through the window at
the falling leaves. n strange look on
his handsome face. Eyes, Bessie; my
work will be the same, will always be
the same until life is put away"
"Oh, Jack" she exclaimed, you
were made for something better than
an idle. useless lifep
lie laughed and the spell was broken.
But Jack Hammond know by the way
his heart thumped that 1t was danger
ously sweet to hear Bessie Stuart say
Jack" In that soft, appealing way.
The friends OF handsome Jack Ham
mOnd would one and all, have told you
he was an idler, but his father was
one OF the wealthiest men In Boston.
From q mansion in Beacon street to a
little three room house IN one OF tho
busiest portions of the city ls quite
distance, both socially and financially,
but Jack had done away with II enslly
In his acquaintance with Bessie Stuart.
They had met at ball a year ago at
Mrs Ostrander's, Bessie's aunt,
wealthy society woman, who, when
Mr. Stuart died, opened her doors to
his widow and daughter.
Bessie had stoutly refused. mo,
aunt, | cannot" she had said, "even
though you are papas sister Mamma
and I will live alone, and you will SEQ
that | shall take care of her beauti-
fully"
Mrs. ostrander secretly admired the
proud independence Of her favorite
niece and was always devising plans TO
have her with her as often as possible.
There was silence between Jack and
Bessie for some time. lie broke II by
saying:
Are you going to be present at your
aunts dinner wednesday evenlngT
"Yes; that IL what ! am going home
for now. Mamma will stay with Aunt
Ruth another week, but ! promised
Aunt Ostrander ! would spend the last
days Of my vacation with her. had
a letter from her yesterday In regard
to the dinner. She writes me I am 10
wear an elegant gown and go down
with John Leigh. author. Don't You
think that II glory enough for one
young woman In one evenlngT
81 should think so. And you are 10
meet your idol at last, are your Bees
sic, has II ever occurred to you that
perhaps you may DO disappointed IN
bimT
voice had very positive note. ~ have
read everything he has written for
four years, aud since have been work.
Ing for the @. magazine have Illus
trated several OF his stories. can
even tell you what he looks like, though
have never seen him lie IN dark for
one thing and has n strong. thoughtful
Boston fOrT
The quizzicsl smile deepened In jacks
blue eyes. Where does he live when
he In at homer
Bessie's brows drew together In
thoughtful frown. "Well, dent be.
lleve ever renlly heard. Somehow ]
have always thought Of him as living
In New York city"
Just then the train stopped at a small