The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1912-06-20

to pay back every penny Of rent
please believe that"
II do" he said, earnestly, land I'm
going to move out and let you have
a clear field"
ooh. don't want to drive you
away would it be absolutely con-
scienceless for me to take boarder?
There's an old lady who is going to
help me with my work, and she
wants q room the worst way, but l
don't quite dare"
II see," Kendall nodded. "Now, sup
pose we quit our conscience this way.
I'll draw up an agreement In which
we shall promise to pay such sum as
shall be deemed adequate for the rent
Of our rooms on demand. Then, when
we have made the necessary amount,
We can hunt up the agent mad square
things with him"
what perfectly lovely idea," she
agreed. "I'll run right over and tell
Mrs. Blunt"
Mrs. Blunt was motherly old soul.
She was radiant over the adventure.
TITS like being cast up on desert
island" she said. "Why can't We COM
bine our supplies, and I'll cook for
the crowd?"
"The thought of coffee is heavenly"
said Kendall. He went out and spent
his last quarter on fresh rolls and
box of berries.
There" he said, as he set them
down. Lets eat, drink and be merry.
for tomorrow we diet"
mo, we DON'T" said the girl, whose
name was Grace Kempton, "for Mrs.
Blunt and are going to make such
gowns! I've staked my reputation
on certain rose-colored taffeta,
which little actress has asked me
to design. She knows I'm awfully
hard up and she wants to help me
out She knew me when 1 was with
Madam Julie; but of course, If the
gown doesn't suit here it will be the
last order shall get from her. So
you see how important it all is
Let me look at the silk" said
Kendall, unexpectedly.
MAKE it as quaint as possible"
Kendall advised. He took out his PEN
Gil and on a bit of wrapping paper
sketched an outline. "You see, it
must be ankle length, with putting
around the bottom, and she must
wear a lilac chiffon scarf around her
shoulders and a wide hat with 1ilacs
and roses.'
"How daring!" Grace exclaimed.
"But how perfectly beautiful"
In that moment Kendall came into
his own. IF l can't paint pictures,
l can design costumes" he decided.
BY day he made drawings for the big
dressmakers, and at night he bent
over Grace's little table planning
with her the costumes which were to
make her famous, and which were to
bring automobiles and carriages to
the door of the shabby house.
"We're getting big business"
Grace would say, gleefully, and Ken
dial found his heart beating at the
intimacy of the pronoun.
Mrs. Blunt, seeming romance,
smiled over her embroidery. She
had two peacock's feathers to finish
on a dull green satin gown, and she
was tired, but she felt refreshed and
helped by the sight Of the happiness
on the two young faces.
They're just made for each other"
she concluded eff they'll only find it
out"
And they did find 1t out, and the
day came when thye packed their be-
longings and left Mrs. Blunt in
charge Of the big house and sailed
away to Italy, where Kendall painted
pictures to his hearts content, and
where Grace wore some Of the gowns
which she and her lover had designed
for others. For the grandfather's
estate was settled suddenly, and Ken
dal's share was big enough to make
marriage. possible; and who else
should he marry but the little lady of