Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1904-03-17

variety OF hat Jewels, real and paste
t"lhKied under the chandeliers, and
the fumes from hundred cigarettes
rose TO heaven. Some college boys were
singing "Bola Bolav' totally obliyious
OF time and tune, and were pounding
on the table with their forks in wild
applause at their own jokes.
How do you like it?" asked Corinne
as they took their seats.
It's choky," said Dorothy noncom-
mittally.
What do You take?' asked one of
the men. looking at Dorothy.
"Why-why-oh anything. l think
ia like chocolate frappe."
A loud laugh from the other three
| greeted this remark.
Bring us four Martins to start
with" said Reggie Cutting to the wait
er, who wore a soiled collar and cut
away.
Dorothy looked at Corinne appre-
hensively.
"Are Martins cocktails she asked
shyly, because if they are I've never
tasted one?"
Just then one Of the college boys
arose, looked around and blew a kiss
toward COrinne and Dorothy.
/ Ladies' and gentlemen" he began
lin the presence Of lady who has
just declared that she never before
tasted cocktail blush to remark
"Oh, oh, Pm going home this min
ute!" said Dorothy, rising and looking
about her with misty eyes and cheeks
burning with modification.
'Sit down, Dolly" whispered Co.
rhine. HE doesn't mean anything. Sit
down and don't notice him. Here's
your cocktail"
That Is all that Dorothy ever re.
membered Of that horrible evening
The next morning she stood before the
washstand, miserably. towel in hand.
Connie, Connie, this waters so cold,
and can't find any soap, and haven't
you got anything but tin basin to
wash in?"
"Other's broken" came cheerfully
from the inner recesses Of a closet.
"Oh, my headv said Dorothy, sink
ing down on the hard pillows Of the
fake" couch. "Oh my head! How
could you make me drink that cock
tail-and the table and everything
went around and-oh, Connie, I'm sick
yet. I'll never touch another-and
what would Teddy say?"
i "Oh, he'd just be bossy and particu-
lar about it. You'll get used to b.
hemia after awhile. Are you tired OF
it already?' And Corinne glanced
oddly at Dorothy.
i Pm tired OF something. My last
story came back by the post this morn
ing. declined with thanks and I've
tried the last place know Of for 9
position on staff. Why. there aren't
any positions here. And everybody't
such an atom In New York. and ed
itors don't take OF their hats when you
go to see them, but just keep right OF
smoking their pipes, and in their shir'
sleeves too. Oh, my head" and Dor
othy was sobbing violently In half Z
I minute.
II Dorothy Brockway,o II you mus
II that pillow upyI TN make you pay To-
It, It's my best, 80 you just stop you
crying On II right away."
Dorothy arose with q sudden gulI
and glared at her companion.
you're a cold, hard hearted, coarst
person." she said, with blazing eyes
and I'm going back home tomorrow.
}, Two days later Mr.. Ted Morrison sa
l a.
looking over the mail which had jus
come In. His hat was pushed bacl
from his forehead. showing a fine hea(
of curly brown hair. He was laughing
| I softly and reading over for the thirt
} time two letters he had just received.
: The first ran in this vein:
4 Dearest Teddy-Meet me tomorrow q
the station. p. m. I'm coming home for
ever and ever. New York IL the most un
interesting place I have ever been In
!, Publishers up here aren't q bit interested
, in young talent. They seem to be anx
ious. above all things. to nip It in the bud
Socially. New York II degrading. Peopl
do nothing but wash in tin basins. drinl
e cocktails and live In attics. You dear
darling old boy! I am just longing +
come home and cry 1t all out on your Goa
lapel. Your penitent DOROTHY
, The other letter was quite different IL
purport. 1t ran thus:
Dear Ted-rve done the very best
could for you. and you owe me that 80
you promised me II I'd send her back.
followed her about and persuaded ever,
| publisher who might be inclined to lool
favorably upon her work to turn 1t coldl.
and peremptorily down. took her to tn
meanest restaurant I know OF and mad
her drink a cocktail. / even persuaded
Reggie Cutting to be rude to her. All
K She leaves In the morning. Remem
Der the hundred. Your anectionate sister
, CONNIE