Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1904-02-11
MISS HALLOWAY
OF CHICAGO
....By MARY WOOD :
]. By MARY WOOD
Copyright, 1903, by T. c. Mcclure

! when she drew her figure to its greatest
height the assumption of dignity was
laughable. But her eyes sparkled dan
gerously as she faced the bellboy.
The bellboy was impressed. He eyed
the door as if meditating escape before
she proceeded to stronger methods.
'Now, see here" she exclaimed bel
ligerently, "this is the third note have
written to the office, and / want re-
ply this time.''
"If you would go down to the desk,'
the bellboy insinuated apologetically,
'Mr. Parker
"No, will not go down to the DESK"
Miss Holloway interrupted decidedly.
'"That head clerk Parker, or whatever
name he answers to- shall come up here
or will know the reason why"
The bellboy departed promptly. "And,
by the way" she called after him, "just
hustle along some telegraph blanks on
your way back. have few things to
say to my father and some of his
friends concerning the lack Of accom-
modations at the Great Eastern"
ooh, Belle, Belle" walled Mrs. Hal
loway, whose ample form had collaps-
ed in one corner of red plush sofa,
chow can you make such disturb
ance? Now, if your father was only
here. But the two of us alone, without
a protector!" And she rolled her eyes
distractedly.
Protector, fiddlesticks" said the en-
ergetic Miss Holloway. "Have you no
spirit, mother?" She began to pace the
floor excitedly. "Would you be treated
as nobody-you, the wife of Thomas
P. Holloway? Consider your position
Mrs. Holloway doubtless considered
her position-she was absolutely at the
mercy of her daughters scathing
tongue; therefore she maintained dis
Greet silence.
"They must be taught the Difference
due to us, the Halloways of Chicago"
said the girl. She was very young and
possessed of the follies as well as the
graces Of youth.
The beliboy now reappeared, holding
out handful of telegraph blanks like
yellow flag of truce Mr.. Parker"
he averred, che says-he's coming"
Miss Holloway seized upon the
blanks and flung herself into chair
beside the writing table There will
probably be ample time to get off the
kilograms before he comes. Things
don't quickstep at the Great Eastern"
"But, Belle" Mrs. Holloway protest
ed after the bellboy had closed the door
in reverential fashion, had you not
! better slip on another waist. Mr.. Par
| kerr
"Mr. Parker" her daughter inter-
rupted superciliously, sis hotel clerk,
a servant. This dressing sack is good
enough for him."
She dashed off telegram and read it
aloud refectively:
Dear Dad-We are being shamefully
| treated at the Great Eastern. If things
| are not remedied we will change to this
Grand tonight. But don't worry. I am
running this affair, and you can bet on me-
ARABELLA EALLOWAY.
II think that will make things hot for
the Great Eastern she said trium-
phantly. She did not hear the knock at
the door nor its noiseless opening. Her
| mothers voice startled her, Belle, here
is Mr.. Parker, but remember
| Mrs. HalloWay's voice trailed off into
a deprecating silence. Miss Holloway
Strengthened up in her chair with the
laudable pride of judge about to con-
fer sentence.
| MIR. Parker" she said impressively,
II have called you here to complain Of
the treatment to which we have been
subjected by this hotel" She began de
liberately enough, but the words soon
tumbled over each other in her vehe-
mence. How dare you," she cried,
how dare you put us into this stuffy
back room, an eight dollar a day room.
when we have always been accustomed
to an eighteen dollar suit? Do YOU
know who we are-the Hailoways Of
Chicago? Is not our money as good as
OF better than other people's?"
| The clerk remained silent. And now
for the first time Miss Holloway looked
up-far up-and encountered the serene
gaze of his brown eyes.
Mr.. Parker, the clerk, was tall-un-
usually tall. But it was not merely his
inches which gave authority of bear
ing. 1t was his self confidence, his men
tai poise. Intuitively Miss Holloway
of Chicago realized that here was a
man who would always be the master
of circumstances no matter how ad-
verse the contrivings of fate. Her judi
cial complacency vanished, and shame.
hot checked and defiant, stood as a cul-
prit at the bar, for twinkle lurked
in the cool depths of the brown eyes as
he said easily:
II can agree with you, Miss Halo
way of Chicago, but only in part. Your
money is as good as that Of other peo-
pie, but no better. At the Great East
ern first come must be first served, and
that" with half bow, sis why we
have been forced to give this room to
Miss Holloway of Chicago"
His tone was courteous, but the girl
| felt the sting of underlying renroof IT