The Prescott daily news., 1909-06-24
MRS. HAVE AND
 MRS, HAVENOT,
The Modest Little Home That Was Happy, Though Poor.
By AGNES DILLON.

lCopyrlght, 1909, by Associated Literary
 Press.l
 Mrs. Lewis Adelbert Simms paused a moment as the automobile deposited her on the walk before a flat building though pathetically respectable look ing.
 Dear mer' she said faintly Then she turned sharply on the imperturb- able driver. Do you mean to say" she asked rather fretfully, that this is 225 Rosemere court?'
 "The same' said the hired driver ''Two twenty-five, please"
 As Mrs. Simms opened the elaborate gold mesh purse sine carried she was conscious of a bewildered surprise. Of course she had known Carrie had not married wealth, but Carries letters in the years during which they had not seen each other had been so cheerful. How any woman could be cheerful liv- ing on this little side street las beyond Betty SimmS.
 Still bewildered and holding her trailing skirts daintily, sha entered the building, and another surprise met her There was no eievdtor. and Mrs. Lewis Adelbert Sinims was used to having elevators when she needed them. Ap- pareutly there was nothing to do but to climb, and to the fourth floor tool! Each step added to her amaZement.
 It was impossible to picture Carrie as harassed by poverty. In their school days she hal been one of the regal creatures the mere sight of whom called up visions of crmine and old lace, of lackeys and gold coin. They had all been sure Carrie would marry millionaire When she did marry she wrote Betty Simms, who had indeed married q millionaire, much tu every ones surprise, being a small, quiet demure little creature of no ap- pMun, brilliance, one of her charac- teristic letters.
 ".4olher is furious" Carrie wrote cI4eorfully, "because Tom isn't rich. can't make her see we shall be far too busy just being happy to have the mere matter of money count. As for that, some cay Tom will be rich. He L4s tGo brains.'
 Ind this was all Toms brains had Gone for Carrie in six years. When ie had written Carrie she would pass
 rough her town and wanted to look l.e. up tie prompt reply and invitation to luncheon had not mentioned those three flights of stairs Perhaps Carrie was so used to them she had not thought. Mrs. Simms pressed the but ton beside the door.
 There was a chatter of feet down in the inside hall and a woman's voice in laughing protest, and the door opened to precipitate a small sized avalanche of small boy and barking, woolly deg almost into the astonished arms of the caller. Behind the avalanche stood Carrie.
 Betty at lastr' she cried. "Anthony, let the lady in! Take Sub away. We call the dog Substitute because he's such a ridiculous imitation of real hearty dog"
 Mrs. Simms found herself drawn b. her friend across the tiny hall into the living room, and there the two took q good look at each other. Carrie, the regal Carrie, stood clad ill a blue and white wash shirt waist suit that would not be injured by entry into the kitchen. Above it the old brilliant, eager face, thinner, with hints of lines and with it's interested, searching brown eyes, looked down as of old on Betty Simms in her Paris wrap and her trading gown. There was com passion ill Betty's eyes that shone forth unknown to her, and Carrie laughed her old gay laugh.
 You paid at least $40 for that love of a hat, Betty" she said, but per haps you won't mind taking it off and laying it on my $16.50 bed"
 Its a bird of paradise" said Betty mechanically as she struggled with