The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1909-08-08

son can Z hardly realize there is such
I place"
Mrs. Lytton maze no reply except q
! reserved Put my bodice in thai
/ drawer, please"
But her husband said quite simply
/ ana kindly, We have some picture.
( You may like TO see" and his impas.
I siFe exterior was lighted with slow
smile revealing a kindly, beautiful un-
Outstanding of Myrtles effort for hui
man relationship with those she served
from where she knclt on the floor The
girl lifted eyes limpid and grateful 4
ms, put she did not speak again.
Later IN the Jay, as she made ready
LOT the tea, the memoiy uI lis courtesy
hghtened the girls work and aroused
an interest in pleasing that of late had
Waned
Lytton, in the zhelter Of a Boston
fern, watched her later as she moved
ABOUT the room with her tray, asking
each OF the ladies VINO visited with his
wife, Won't You take a cup of tea p
audibly and Hospitality. 90 Mrs Moo
Ker's manifest concerE.
When she came to him he dropped
ne reserve the ladies had all found so
lnVuinerable, to ask with frank in
terest;
Are you an American grip"
The answer was prompt yes, sir.
and proud of it"
He laughed spontaneously. Your
parents born here also?"
Her eyes kindled. why, my folks
bel here since the Revolution, just like
Mis- MeekeI's. My uncle's still got his
grandpa's old gun.
Then, blusbing COnfusCdIy in her be-
lies that the mention OF that event
could uot be pleasing, she hurriedly re
treated TO the kitchen.
Mrs. Meeker. at MyrJle's exit ap-
preached him TO ask apXtOusly, Did
my waitress serve you properly? saw.
you speaking TO her. never know
what's she'll do next. You know, jn
our country the servant question is
alarming; we have to take what we can
get, Sometimes" she turned impress
iVely to the sympathetic group, some
times 1 think the American home is
doomed, and you know as a good pa
triot how disastrous ] think that would
be"
ION the other side" Mrs. I.ytton in
terposed in the low murmUr she had
cultivated. my m9iCS go out but once
q month, and we pay them far less
than you do, as YOU know. Why do you
Suppose you nave 50 much trouble ?"
They're above their work" one lady
advanced.
"Or below it," another cried.
What do you think of fhis?" Mrs
Meeeker leaned forward impressively
TO ask the group. My waitress whom
you nave just seen" (she designated the
WORD as though u diherentiate Myrtle |
from large Tetinue) sked me to give |
her music lessons and to take her sister 4
10 board. You may well ask what /
we're coming to-"
Tho ladies -nvoorq,oT 4hafr ,s,,r,go-,,o,,t ]
N unison: Music lessons!" ITO |
Doard!" "How kiIling!"
When Myrtle, painting angTily, burst /
through the curtains, What's 50 funny /
lbOUt it, she demanded, and the Ia
lies smiles were frozen on their lips.
I come here from the country to earn
ny Twin; I was willing to work and
work hard, but I want expectin' to be
reated like dirt. sneered at for wantin'
o live with my sister, laughed at for
yantin' TO learn. Eff you want girls to
10 your work you'd better treat 'em like
Olk!' Her voice was almost a scream.
n her excitement she began to sob.
Eff you're ashamed TO work your
elves, and don't respect the ones that
10 il fer you. you needn't sit about
vOndeTin' why you can't get help. |
hould think the reason was pretty
lain"
She paused abruptly, turned ashen
nd walked from the room. bowed
over the little frosted cake she
TIL carried. Then, grOp-ng with trem-
ling hands, her eyes blurred with
ears. she tOtteTed up the stairs and be-
an mechanically to pack her few pos
essiOns.
4 guess I done it now she sobbed /
trying to fold 4 skirt Il sup
ose I'll be sorry enough tomorrow. but
amt today. Seems like q person has
D let out sometimes" She paused
ghast as Mrs. Meeker. wrath persona
ed, appeared at the door
I'm glad to see you're sparing me [
he trouble of sending you from this !
Ouse."
"Oh. I'll 90 all right"
You realize I owe you nothing. as ]
dvanced money for your ticket"
The girl paled. She had not thought
money. can you let me have
nough to get back? 1 amt got but 50
snts in the world, AMI l don't know
lui in town"
You might have thought Of that be
IRE you insulted my guests. 1 am i'll
ON nervous shOck-before Mr.. Lyt-
IN, too. What an idea you will give
i'm of this country! No, / can't give
on money, but if you actually lack a
lace to sleep I can give you a lodging
'upon which the Salvation Army will
1nOr."
The girl did not answer, but. seiz-
e her suit case, the canvas still new
I'd fresh. brushed by her and hurried
)wn the stairs.
Lytton stood IN the hallway, his long,
face a mask of polite re-
rye. He held out an envelope You s
ndered my wife some services this +
orning; may I offer you a slight re-
mp
She melted to sudden tears and took
e bill he handed her. Il guess YOU F5
ink it was awful bursting out that
way" she sobbed.
The ghost Of a smile flickered over e
$ face. She was not sure his eyes K
d not twinkle. "Oh, I don't know. I 8
ncy it was trying, and. after all, as
u like to remind each other, this is a
&c country. ." He smiled quite open e
now, bowed and watched her de-
TT. IS
AT the gate she turned I didn't see
w much money you give me. What s.
done war worth all this. Eff 1 get
ong you'll let me pay it back?" b
Certainly; wen consider it d loan. if 81
u desire s.
He watched her disappear down the 81