Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1908-12-22
Miss Kilroy
Invcstlsatcs
By TROY ALLISON


vestigator of sociological problems The
government had probably been prompt
ed by some wise head when 1t appoint
ed women to that branch OF work.
Formerly when men, important In
uniforms and brass buttons, or men in
plain clothes. augmented by much pom
poslty, had made the rounds Of the for
eign settlements such dignity had
frightened or embarrassed the women
and children to such an extent that 1t
was an impossibility to obtain freely
spoken opinions as to what they liked
in America. what they did not ike
what they expected Uncle Sam to do
for them or what they themselves could
offer as a just reason for Uncle Sam
doing anything at all for them.
Nobody, however, could possibly take
fright at pretty Miss Kilroy, who.
dressed In the nobbiest white shirt
waist suit, rather gay ribbon on her
hat, knocked at the humblest door of
the humblest tenements and generally
found a welcome.
Grantley, in charge of the temporary
quarters provided while the investiga
ton was being carried on in this city
looked up as she entered the Office in
the afternoon tired, but jubilant.
Seems to me I have secured enough
information today to make a complete
report upon the sociological problem in
America she said. throwing her notes
upon her desk.
GOOD work." he answered, wonder
ing why she ever undertook such job
cts strange that the youngest. most
err
ooh, don't mind me! Go on and say
1.-THE doll baby of the force, the won
haired that one wouldn't suspect her
of having an idea concealed about her.
had'--
mo- by George, l didn't mean that.
1 hesitated because | didn't know that
1t was exactly proper for me to finish
My sentence. was going to say, since
VI must refute your impression, the
most attractive, dainty girl. who looks
like piece of high art'-I don't see how
1t is that she beats the others all hoi
low when it comes to turning In the
results from days labor. Would you
mind telling me about your methods Of
procedure. Miss Kilroy?" Grantley was
clearly interested In knowing how she
did it.
Miss Klroy laughed somewhat
snamefacediy ''I'm afraid I'm not
really businesslike." she admitted, "but
l proceed upon an instructive knowl
edge Of human nature. Today l went
to interview great big Irishwoman.
When she came to the door and saw
me, notebook in hand she positively
glared There certainly wasn't a glim-
mer of hospitality in her face. What
would the likes av We be afther want
inP she demanded.
"When | reeled off my set of qqes-
tions her Indignation increased. How
long have | bin in America an what
av the wurrik have done? Faith, an
think it impudence for yellow hair
ed chit of gurrel who Evidently spends
her time dressing up an wearing blue
ribbons on her hat to come an call an
honest woman from her wurrik to ask
questions about her private family
Ye might as we'll be afther taking ye-
silf off, Bridget Mcguire don't answer
no fool questions
81 believe, Mr.. Grantley, that if she
hadn't been so scathing about my blue
!. hatband | would have walked off and
abandoned the interview, but that hat
band and the yellow haired chit of a
gurrer had to be avenged.
81 leaned against her door detected
ly, tried to turn pale and said: You
mustn't think want to do it, for | so
hate to be rude, but have to do it for
my living, I'm so tired and so warm
leaning against the door with an atti-
tude indicating an early approach Of
tears-'and if don't find out things for
them they will dismiss me and III have
nothing to live on
''Mrs. Maguire's bark was fercer than
her bite. Her face changed, she took
hold of my arm gently and led me into
her one room. 'Ye poor little cray
thure,' she said, III make We a cup Of
tay right off. an you'll soon be bet
Their"
Miss Kilroy waved her notes gayly
Il felt somewhat hypocrltlcal. Dut
have fitted her into the proper place in
the sociological report"
Her chief smiled approval. 1T takes
a woman to beat ALL" he said. Don't
you ever meet with more serious an
noyances?"
The girl bushed. Sometimes the
men stare at me a little more than
like. There is a party of Syrians In
Jing's court One of them Is a fine
specimen. He was dressed in beaded
jackets undertakings and had red
sash and a red fez or something fam
tastic on his raven locks. He would In
spire an artist to paint Son of the
Desert or a Type From the Orient
have had several interviews with him.
because he speaks less fractured Eng
fish than the others, and yesterday he