The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1908-11-07
Why She Hurried.

"oh!" snapped the girl with gray
eyes who was hastily trying to but.
gloves, II might have known that Il
would be out of the question for any
thing to go right today!" s
She got down on her knees to search
under the chiffonier for the button
which had come off. When she strug-
gled to her feet her hat was over one
ear and her veil was crooked and she
had not found the button.
The girl turned pale 81 wish this
day was over!" she sobbed. Every
thing goes wrong! I'll miss that
train and be late for dinner and Jack
hates TO wait. oh. dear! How l
loathe, black gloves with a brown
suit, but I'll have to wear black gloves
now!"
The front door shut on a fold OF
her skirt and the resultant tug at her
belt loosened the fastening, so that
she had to go back aond repair the
damage to her appearance. v-
When she emerged again she began
to run toward the suburban station,
four blocks away. She heard the roar
of the oncoming train. AS she
slammed her dime before the ticket
window the train was at stand She
staggered up the stairs just intlme
to get good view of the last car
platform as it pulled away
We'll" she said violently. Welt"
For minute she walked the de-
serted platform. Then she went in
side the stuffy waiting room.
1t would be useless to Try to ex.
plain to Jack when he met her on
the arrival of the next train in the
city, why he had been kept waiting
half hour thinking things about the
unreliability and unpunctua.ity OF
women! And the pleasant little din
ner which might have meant so much
would be spoiled-just spoiled by her
annoyance and her nervousness.
When one had to hurry so and things
went wrong one never looked ones
best.
At this point the girl she hated
worse than any other walked into the
waiting room and headed straight for
her, so she was obliged to sit and
talk to that awful girl the rest OF the
time!
When the train came at last and she
stepped in she remembered with a
pang that her new gold-mesh handbag
she had intended to carry was repos-
ing in It's case at home.
Half way to the city something hap
pened and the train stopped for five
minutes, which seemed hours to her.
Getting out of the train big man
trod on her toes and she also remem-
bered she had forgotten her handker-
chief with the real lace edge.
When she reached the place where
Jack was to meet her she was tired
10 death and ready to go back home
and cry herself to sleep. She looked
horrid. she knew, and she loathed all
dinners and theaters.
AS she hastily glanced around and
1t dawned on her that Jack was not
standing there with anxiety and an
| Hoydnce an MS race, SHe TedllZeu Lnhl
the worst had happened He had got
tired of waiting had concluded she
had broken their evenings engage
ment, and so had gone awayl
Just then red-faced, anxious young
man tore madly through the crowd
and made for her corner.
"Pm so sorry!" he gasped. "And
you've been waiting all this timel
I've nearly broken my neck trying.
but | simply could not get here a
minute earlier. l don't know how to
exc use myself"
"oh," breathed the young woman
with noble generosity. the world sud
denly righting itself and her toilet as
SUDDENLY settling into perfection and
beauty, "oh, that's all right. Jacki
l understand perfectly! You don't
need to feel bad about II at all."---
Frank II. Sweet.