Essex County herald. [volume] (Guildhall, Vt.) 1873-1964, 1910-04-29

swiftly moving. graceful figure. They
who had finished eating ate more that
they might continue iu The light u her
smiles Every man thrua aud they
were mostly men tri'rl Co make his
impression upon her.
Ailprn could successfully exchange
repartee against "a duzru ~ once. Aud
every smile THAI she SenI forth iudg,d.
like pellets from staIIrr gun. "a rs
Iiany urafis. aud all this while she
would be- perfurHiu. astounding ft.its
with orders ~ p"Ik and beams. pot
ruaSts, ham and sausage aud the
wheais aud any quantity Of things on
the iron aud In the pan and straight
up aud on the side With all this
Teasing aud flirting aud merry ex-
change of vii BOgle's came mighty
near being Il salon. with Ailceu for
It's Mime. Recamier.
II the tranSipnts were eutrnnced by
Me fascinating Allcen the regulars
were her adOrers There was mnch
'a'"h oAh'tE many VI Auf NlftAlN
customers Aileen could have had an
engagement every evening At least
twice week some one took her to a
theater OF to dance One stout
gentleman whom she and Tidy had
privately rhriStened the hog" pre-
sented her with turquoise ring. An
other one known as freshly" who
rode on the traction company's re
pair wagon. WAS going to give her
poodle as soon as his brother got the
hauling contract in the Ninth Aud
the man who always ale spareribs aud
| spinach aud said he was stock
broker asked her to 90 TO "parsifal'
with him.
Il don't know where this place is"
said Aileen while talking il over with
Tidy. but the wedding rings got to
be on before | put stitch into a
travelling dress. Amt that rightf Wen.
/ guess"'
But, Tidy!
In steaming. chattering, cabbage
scented BOgIe's there was almost Il
heart tragedy. Tidy. with the blunt
nose. the hay cOlured hair. the free
Killed. skin, the bag q meal figure, uad
| never had an admirer Not man
followed her with his eyes when she
went to and fro IN the restaurant
save now and then when men giaied
with the beast hunger for food. None
of them bantered her gayly to coquet-
fish interchanges of wit. None OF
them loudly jOllied her Of morn
ings as they did ilpen accusing her
when the eggs were SLOW IN coming
of late hours in the company of en-
Wed SWANS No one had ever given
! her turquoise ring or invited hef
upon voyage to mysterious, distant
"ParSifal"
Tidy was a good waitress, and the
men tolerated her. They who sat at
| her tables spoke to her briefly with
| quotations from the bill of fare and
| then raised their voices in honeyed
and otherwise favored accents clio
| queutly addressed to the fair Aileen.
| They wrilhed in their chairs to gaze
around and over the impeding form of
season and make ambrosia of their
! bacon and eggs.
And Tidy was content to be the un-
woocd drudge if Aileen could receive
/ the hattery and the homage The
| blunt nose was loyal to the short Gre.
/ clan. She WAS Ailcen's friend, and
| she was glad to see her rule hearts
and wean the attention of men from
smoking pOtpie and lemon mpringue.
But deep below our freckIes and hay
dream of a prince or princess, not
vicarious. but coming to us alone.
There was morning when Aileen
tripped in to work with a slightly
bruised eye. and Tildy's soicitude was
almost enough to heal any optic.
Fresh gny." explained Aileen, last
night as was going home at Twenty
third and Sixth. SaShayed up, so be
did, and made a break | turned him
down cold. and he made a sneak, but
]
tried his hot air again Gee. but
| slapped him Il good one side Of the
face. Then he give me that eye.
Does it look real awful, Til? | should
hate that Mr.. Nicholson should see II
when he comes in for his tea and
toast at 10"
Tidy listened to the adventure with
breathleSS admiration. No man had
ever tried to follow her. She was
safe abroad at any hour Of the TWEEN
ty-four. What bliss it must have been
to have had man follow one and
black ones eye for love!
Among the customers at Bogle's wa:
a young man named Seeders. wh'
worked in laundry office. Mr.. Seed
ers was thin and had light hair an(
appeared to have been recently rough
dried and starched. He was too diff
dent to aspire to Aliens notice, s,
he usually sat at one of Tildy's tables
where he devoted himself to silence
and boiled weaktish.
One day when Mr.. Seeders came il
to dinner he had been drinking beer
There were only two or three custom
ers IN the restaurant. When Mr.. Seed
ers had finished his weakfish he go