The Birmingham age-herald., 1908-03-22

, thinks I. I'll git me two of em-no tellin' what may happen. I had my hair done real outcome O the girls I done favor for Marcel waved it lovely-an' set out.
 My heavenly home, Miss Frizz the crowd that was on that boat-Ircome near losin' my nerve! More'n a million kids an lots of 'em not Weaned yet. An vim min till you was black in the face"
 Tools" was Mrs. Frizz's sole com ment.
 'I had on that pale blue chambrey O mine, that l got fer a dollar eight-nine to the sale, an 1t looked real kinda young an sporty, you know, an that white pie ture hat with the lace curtains around the edge that Miss Wharton give me, an the-
 Mrs. Frizz supplied with God-give-me- patience air, them veils.'
 "Altogether l lool1ed-well, I don't look me age me ben' slight O build.'
 A stertorous cough emanated from Mrs. Frizz Mrs. Hendy cast her glance or suspicion: her guest hastily applied her self to her teacup.
 "Not bein acquainted a-tall with them as was there, I sorta hung around an be- l lady, I think-a real nice lady-like widow woman. she was, who was out there with her five kids, an was that rattled keepin' 'em close to her"
 "Old fool,' flung in Mrs. Frizz blight ingly.
 .oThe youngest of em had the rickets, an me an the lady got real chatty over the circumstance. I didn't tell CT notnin . much about myself, not bein' one O them
 
 they meet a stranger, but she got to talk ir' about her oldest--a boy O 20-Who drove a Ice wagon, an was friendly with the boss of is ward She points him out in the crowd an I do say, MISS frizz, he was that stylish loolSin'! The lady, l won't mention no names, says she was real anxious to get him married on 10 some nice girl with job-she was a-look- in fer the girl wherever she went, she says.
 " Whats your name? she says pretty soon, an ups an gives her my card.
 Mrs. Frizz stirred convulsively. GlVe Ter what?' she wheezed hoarsly.
 My card,v said Mrs. Hendy, with care less ease All us girls have 'em to the store. Mine says Sarah Hendy,' an the store address,"
 "Poppycock," was the word MIS- frizz breathed out scornfully.
 "sYou got a real swell job. she says, readin' the pasteboard. I have. indeed. says l. suspicioning nothin'. You amt married I s'pose?' she says. Well, MISS Frlzz, I give you my solemn, dyin' oatn' I hadn't no intention to deceive her Joiiy but just then the steamboat give aw1ui toot, an the little rickety girl falls down, an me, gettin' all hustered, says right out. My lands alive, not fer thousand dollars!'-which, after all, ain't no l1e.' Mrs. Frlzz's beady, fat-embedded eyes were rapidly assuming a glaSsy stare or horror and morbid interest-which MIS- Hendy In the excitement or her thriilins tale failed to observe. "Go on, she whispered fearfully.
 "Comes eatin time," continued Mrs Hendy with a deprecating air from which she could not entirely banish trace of satisfaction, "an' my gracious Peter, 1T , hadn't clean forgot to bring along Dite to eat-now wouldn't that frost you! But the lady was real kind an sends one or her little boys to bring over her oldest 10 where we was settin an introduces me to him. 'Yon,' she says make you ac- ouainted with Miss Hendy!' Well to save my soul I couldn't up an tell i'm right there in front O. the whole boat that was Missis. Thinks l. I'll tell I'm later He was real polite an got me some ieiii- onade-which disagreed with me some thing fierce-an'-
 "A good thing, too, hiueteieu WI D. Frizz with a sinister air ..How's that?" asked Mrs. Hendy' "Nothin' Well, the lady she makes me eat with her an she tells her boy all about me hair comin In Ike IL did. an me hodin the elegant job-as I'd told her before. He kep' lookin at me pretty close, an begun to act real firty--did you speak!
 II must say he was nice fellow Mrs Hendy proceeded consciously, again tax ing up the white celluloid comp ana max | flowing hair. well, Miss F'rizz. you may well say