The Salt Lake herald-Republican. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1909-1918, 1909-12-19

little printed lists Of them on the left as you go out
of the door, opposite the cgar-lighter) and l know
them ALL and does not matter which is the scene of
this tae-whch brings me logically to the statement
that think there must always have been the Police
1t was his duty to strut glorousy past the
window at intervals; and the wel-beng of the munich
patty Of Greater New York demanded that he do this
at such times as Molly was procuring griddle cakes
from the superheated plateau in the extreme fore
ground He did not look in, on these Occasons-at
least it was some weeks before could decide whether
he did or not So l knew that he was man, and
made opportunity to talk with him few words now
and then at odd hours, for the improvement of my
understandings Adam permitted to do with the
Archange Once in the ripeness of the acquaintance,
turned the talk toward perambuators and area-ways
and So cautiously in the direction of diminishing
turn. And thought the of him for meeting me
honestly with quantity relshed "reminiscences, unsus-
picious-but not the shadow of a word of Molly. lie
understood what I had seen well enough too-but he
was too much of man invite into the holiness
and too much of a gentleman to feel any need of
snubbing me. On duty, his name must have been at
least Roundsman Alysius O'Kearney. But since one
off night when I saw him going into A. F. o. H.
bali with Molly have suspected that his real
Tim
Molly had her troubles all this time A big buoy
ant personality becomes heroic in the face of calamity
and is petuant against continuous annoyance. It is
told of a certain To- who such girl evil magic
might transform into heller, that her torment was
not the fangs Of wolves, but the naggng of gadhy
The work a strain to begin with, especially in sum
mer For at Youngs', during rush hours, they also
serve who at other times only stand and wait. And
it not good for woman be upon her feet all day
long Then, there was the constant spite Of women
shade above Mollys own Glass; women perpetuaily
fretted with small cares, women in vegetable hats
whose thin children said "Hanh?" when they did not
hear Then the Head Waitress (if that be her proper
title), hated Molly for being pretty and more for
bang unorried could hardly blame her, poor thing;
for it is hard being grown hateful, not to hate And
the blood in the Head Waitress was weak lemonade,
and she had no eyebrows, and nobody loved her. Be
Sides woman in power over women is almost always
either a Cleopatra or Gorgon. It maddened the Head
Waitress to sec Molly glanced after evilly by
Molly herself was not much disturbed by the notice
she attracted She accepted carelessly tribute
dregarded it as unmeanng-except in the of the
Barber.
The Barber was of those who emerge from nonenity
into nuisance He was little, 1.-THE, green-chnned
Italian, with hair something between a plaster and
pofnpadour, a reminiscent white waistcoat, and pro
fessional aroma. He would look sidelong at Molly,
the blush whites Of his eyes gtening under lowered
lids; and when she had passed would shrug himself
ent for congratulating smile The Latin countries
breed many men of his type They lean suby against
lady in crowded car, careful not to give overt
offence They. conhde intimately in chance acquaint-
ances with little encouragement, they will show you
letters.
When began to notice the Barber he was coming
regularly noon and evening, and sitting as often
possible at Molys table For some time thereafter he
existed in Molly's consciousness as One-POrk-and
New-YorkL ettuced-Iced-Coffee With the other girls
he did better and before long calling three
Of them by name and finding his orders anticipated
He assumed obviously the air of an old customer, and
stopped moment on slack days to chat, toothpick in
mouth with the Head Waitress. But Molly was
constant irritation to his sef-complacency He spoke
to her persistently followed her constantly with his
eyes, and smirked if she glanced his way. Once
my fate to sit next to him.
pretty swell little woman that, Ell, what?' he
marked, pointing at Molly with his fork
q never noticed" I said
eyes, sir" pursued the Barber, putting down the
fork and twisting his mustache "She is certainly
frst-class article I'd leave home for that all right
all right
you know your mind" | answered, and so
departed unfed and unchristian.
Molly had no nerves If she had she would have
left half way through the summer, did one or two
others But the regularity of small irritation reached
her It was a hot, muggy season, and think that she
had other cares and stresses in those days Of which
saw only effects. The Barber grew holder and more
evident The other girls buzzed and snickered-how
much they teased her outright l could only guess
And the Head Waitress, as August went on grew no
less than malignant, and fcked the girl with feline
phrase a dozen times daily Molly was cool and
vital and merry as ever But she promoted the Barber
mentally to the rank of Pestferous Insect; and
noticed that she watched for his coming and sighed
with relief at his departure Then she would give her
shoulders snake and dive into her work with queer
half-smile The BARRIERS efforts to draw response
from her succeeded at last one steaning noon when
men were lunchng on cold rice and iced tea, in their
shirt sleeves handkerchefs inside collars
"Say" he said for the fourth time, Molly paused
moment near by, what time do you get off work."
Molly turned deliberately
"Just about that same hour" she said with emphasis
that you'll be graftn' free lunch away on River
Street, Hoboken"
The crowded table grinned in pairs, and red
headed youth next the wall SAID, "Ah, haw-haw and
chokcd The Barber was on his mettle.
Amt she the coy one?" he remarked to whom il
might concern Then, Molly returned: @hsy? say