The Washington herald., 1913-11-30

Wonl o"e yOu cent LOT my rare
to New York and new outfit from
plume to patent feathers. Now, don't
ask me how I'm going to do it, or I'll
giggle myself to death over how easy
it IS"
"If blind can lead blind I am very
willing to be led he 1aughingly OBJ
served as he caught step with her.
But you have, not told me about your
own troubles"
"Mep she said with infinite disdain
Il fell victim to my own fatal beauty
and it gave me the brain storm all
right. Z dreamed I had a voice and
figure, and that if just let the pub
lie know about them I'd have Patti
forgotten and Melba retired on pen
sion. So 1 tried it, and The Belle of
Broadway Company Number Forty
Two quit here. That's all. There's
only seven people in this town with
| pink nails, and there's forty-two girls
to look after them. If I'd send to
mother for a cent she'd have to bor-
row a jimmy and a dark lantern to
get it; if I'd send to the boss barber
at the Belveigh I'd get money so quick
the edges would be scorched off when
it got here, but I'd have to marry
Jimmy when I got back, and while
starving would be quicker, it wouldn't
be so painful And that starvation
turns no musical comedy, either. I've
got a dinky little two-by-twice room
paid for until tomorrow night, and
then it would have been little me to
somebody's kitchen with a half-Nel-
son on a gas range. And l can't boil
eggs"
They had crossed the little park by
this time, and had stopped in front of
one of those dingy-looking houses that
have the perpetual smell of mildew
in the front hall. She ushered him
into a dim parlor embellished with six
pieces of ragged plush furniture and a
collection of atrocious wax flowers
on the mantel under a glass globe,
and then she tripped upstairs to the
third floor. In a moment she hurried
back with her suit case and a bowl of
water. She threw up a bind and
placed the bowl on a little table be-
side the window.
First of all, you've got to look the
part, so dip in your hand" she direct
ed him as she opened the suit case and
produced her manicure set. She was
silent only until she sat down. 'When
get back to little old Broadway to-
morrow night" she ratified on as she
deftly and vigorously manicured him,
'Tll promise never to get farther than
four blocks away from the subway
again as long as l live. l used to kick
because I'd get called up to a room, as
sure as death that the job would take
an hour and a hals, and that there'd
be no tip, 70 manicure some waspy
woman with her hair on the table and
her complexion on the dresser, and
her figure hanging up in the closet, and
the rest of her beauty scattered on
four chairs and the bed; but ever
that would be joy to me now. I've
seen all of the, country l want, and
it's Bessie-sit-by-the-hre for me from
this on! Pm willing to live the res,
of my life with the T. trains rafting
over my head; and when / die, i
they'll just bury me any place on tn,
Great White Way IN lie happy anC
still in my grave forever. Now your,
done" A sour-Yisaged old lady haC
come to the door and giared at them
then walked away. 81 don't owe he
a cent, and she don't bite" observed
the girl; so just you sit here anc
look sassy till l get back"
i She dried her manicure set ant
packed it in its roll of chamois ant
flannel and fine leather, put on he
hat, and left him alone. In ten min
utes she had returned, bearing heav.
package and jingiing some coins il
her hand.
81 got two dollars, one for the tool
and one for my good looks" she joy
fully announced, (which is bright anc