The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1905-11-07

JUDITH's EYES WERE FASTENED ON oNE
FACE HE DID NOT LOOK AT HER.
tie outing. Most girls would be glad
to have some fresh air on moonlight
night, but you are different"
With languid and disengaged man.
ner he swept up the money, lifted his
hat with the air of saluting grande
dame and, nodding Familiarity to the
proprietor, went out, his handsome
well groomed figure followed by ADMIR-.
ing glances from the giggling girls.
"Jude's got the boss mash. but she
doesn't know it," said one. Got that
secondhand look lately, and Beckers
getting tired of her airs. She'll be
without a job one Of these fine morn
ings If she keeps 1t up"
Sure" said girl with a chorus
bang, land you'll be it, Mayme."
"Well, If l do say it myself, I'll
know my business better than Jude
This thing of feeling above your sta
ton when you're nothing but cashier
In a restaurant doesn't 60 OF course
they do say that She leaned for.
ward and whispered diligently.
Judith mechanically counted out the
change for two young fellows. who
gayly passed the time Of day with her
They were followed by a middle aged
woman with sweet, womanly face
who laid down the exact amount OF her
check. Judith looked at her with q
faint smile
"Ah, Mrs. Thompson, you are the
only one who comes in here who never
has to have change"
You need every moment you can
get" She paused and scanned the
girls face with gentle solicltude. you
are overworked, my dear. You need
rest. Do 20 get enough recreationr
Yes; oh, yesr stammered Judith. Il
i go out quite often"
The woman looked unconvinced. I'm
going away today for my vacation. and
l wish you were going too. Take all
the care you can of yourself during
this heat. oodby."
Judith Leaf ed back, deathly pale. The
one friend lie had In the city, even
though she cid not know her address,
was leaving town. Her heart died
within her Why had Gordon never
answered her last letter? Why had
the loss of her money so suddenly
changed his lover Was IT a year or a
hundred years ago that she was to
have been his wife? The buzzing of
the flies seemed like the beating of
drums In he ears, and as IL In dream
she passed the change to a stout, red
faced man without replying to his 10
cose remarks on the heat.
Becker came up and, leaning against
the counter and pairing his nails, said:
so you want to get of for dinner
and an evening down at Coney. sup
pose. Ell, Jude?'
Judith felt her throat grow dry. 'No
Mr.. Becker" she said.
The proprietor tapped his knife on
the desk in front Of her. Look here
Jude. l want to tell you plainly that
you're too glum lately. l wish you'd
get that graveyard look of your face
OF course it's all right for you not to
run around with the married men, but
look at all the swell fellows you've
turned down. Grant Lauderdale and
Dick Tracy are good enough for any
girl. Now, don't be clam any longer
for, on the level, l can't stand for sc
much falling off in looks. 1t looks al
If didn't feed YOU"
That night, alone in her little room
Judith reviewed the situation She fell
as If one year in New York had cos
her her youth and all her happiness
With her father dead and her LITTLE
fortune swept away, she had to keel
the wolf from the door. Poverty snap
ped at her heels like a hungry cul
whenever her strength faltered. anC
she felt as IL she could scarcely go OIL
SO. ''Oh, Gordon. Gordon" she crie(
in agony until. falling asleep from
sheer exhaustion, she dreamed, and IL
her dreams Gordon Russell came t
her, held her In his arms and kisset
her.
When she awakened 1t was later thar
usual. She dressed In fear and trem
bling and FASTENED to the restaurant
determined to retrieve herself with tn,
proprietor.
All day she nsryed herself and sue