The Montgomery advertiser., 1905-05-23
ON THE ROAD TO GLORY.
ny ANNIE HINRrcHsEN.

BY ANNIE HINRICHSEN.
 Copyright, 1905. By Daily Story Pub. Co.,
 "Oh, this abominable fire" She blew vigorously on the smoking sticks, and ashes flew into her eyes. Why doesn't it burn. I wonder she said grossly
 man. Here let me-" He knelt and demonstrated his own lung capacity and the flames broke forth. There" he said proudly. "How's thatT' The girls irritation increased. That's the way with everything in this house."
 "The way with everything?" repeat ed the man.
 "Yes. the way, with everything; com mon. vulgar, provincial"
 The man looked dazed.
 How I hate it all It's an awful life for girl with love and long ing for the beautiful"
 What's the matter with ttT he asked. "You've got a good home. The house Is good enough. l sup pose. but the way we live Is vulgar and countrified. There is nothing en- nobling or uplifting in our daily life" ''Why-what-"
 q have esthetic tastes. The un- lovely jars upon me and everything around me is unlovely. I am not in accord with my surroundings. That fire is one instance. A caller comes. A maid in a white cap and apron should admit him, tell him Miss Hastings IS in and usher him into the drawing room where a bright fire is burning on the marble hearth. Instead. frow- sy, hired girl, who has to be treated as a member of the family, goes to l the door, tells him to walk into the parlor and make himself at home and she'll call Jennie. The room is stone cold, for we don't have fire in here tunless.. we have company. There IS kindling, paper and wood in that h1d- eous stove and I light it and coax 1t to burn while my caller walks up and down to keep warm Just such things | I contend with every day and the com monless of it all is uncomfortable" Il didn't mind the cold room, Jen- nie; don't let that worry you" Its the principle" she said impa-
 tiently. Can't you understandT Not exactly"
 Nothing is done here as I think | it should be. I have ideals and no one appreciates them or sympathize with me. I crave cultured environ ments and I can not adapt myself 1 to uncongenial ones. The difference
 between what I want and what i have makes me wretched. I dream of beautiful rooms lighted by softly
 shaded electric bulbs. but every day II go to the village store with. an empty coal-oil can in one hand and
 a dozen eggs in the other, trade eggs | for the coal-oil and come home and fill smelly, ugly lamps.
 | Household tasks disgust me, but
 have to do them. Three times a. day
 I set the table and put on 1t the same things, knives and forks, plates
 and glasses, cups and saucers, bread and butter, water and milk, meat and vegetables. If I ever go mad l know II shall sit and humble, knives and forks, plates and glasses, cups and saucers, bread and butter, water and milk, meat and vegetables
 "A handsome dining-room, ma- hogany table with rich damask, heavy silver and French china, servants Igliding noiselessly about, would grat- Iify my artistic sense. Our dining lroom smells of pork and cabbage. The hired man and the girl sit at the Itable with us and shovel in their food lwith their knives. Oh. why should one with a soul be so situated?"
 | You don't have to stay here, Jen- lnie," said the young man. If you were in a home of your own you Icould run things to suit yourself. You lean tear my house upside. down and Inside out. Won't you try 1t, dearY" Il '.Td be no better off in your house. Joe. than I am nere. You and your father are just alike, and after while Ira be just like mother I'd degenerate in female and you'd speak Of me as she and my woman Besides.
 matrimony does not appeal to me- shall crave for myself career.1
 "What are you going to do?" asked fha nlIzzled Joe
 ''I shall join the noble army of wo- linen, who, by the power of intellect. lhave risen to heights of fame and wealth. I feel that l have the aoil- ity to do as they have done. My na. q lure demands a wider sphere. l must go out into the world of men and women who work with their brains instead of with their hands. Contact with such people will develop my talents and I shall become one of them. That is my ambition-to be
 one of those famous. brilliant women Iof the world. I yearn to sclntlllate'
 to. be the wit and the central figure
 of a salon, the associate of artists poets, statesmen. And since chance
 has placed In little country VII llage. I shall be compelled to achieve
 fortune by my own unaided enorts.
 How do you begin?"
 "Eyery successful man and woman began at the bottom. am willing
 to begin there and work very, very
 hard. Oh, Joe. you don't know how
 hard I shall work"
 What kind of work%
 q have thought a great deal about the line I should follow. Flrst' leonsidered painting, but one must study for years with the best mas
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