Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-07-13

her list of cheap lodging houses with puzzled
of dismay. "But on twelve dollars week.
Twelve dollars can go long ways on
clothes when one can sew as l cam said
Miss Sldenburg complacently. ASK Mrs.
Wallenstein to show you the brocade even
ing wrap | did for her, filet and all.
ooh, see. You're to do her sewing in
exchange for living there said the Welfare
Lady slowly. "And sit up half the night
embroidering, after dressing figures all day,
for the privilege of walking over onyx foors!"
was her inward comment
Il may do bit of sewing for her once in
awhile. conceded Miss Sidenburg. "She's
got such piles of gowns But what she really
wants me for IS companion. Shes like
most of US. guess. After store hours she
likes somebody handy to talk to- She
sighed involuntarily. At twenty also one
may feel the need of a closer confdant than
wax figures.
well, let me know how you get on, said
the Welfare Lady, rolling down the top of
her desk with sigh Human nature is
aging day. ave hope you'll feel quite at
home, Miss Sidenburg. Now about the
Window Dressers' Banquet this evening.
The Advertising Manager has just phoned
She hopes you'll surely 60 I've spoken to
Mr.. Tim Morley and he will be waiting at
the Time Desk at six-thirty to take you. That
will give you all the time you need to get
dressed
ooh, guess this suit will answer said
Miss Sidenburg. "Morley? Little round
fellow, wears funny collars and turns as red
as beet when you look at him, amt it?
Hes one of our finest window artists"
protested the Welfare Lady warmly. 1.-TWO
of his Coronation windows were chosen from
the whole country for reproduction in last
months Window Pane Gazette You
didn't hear of it? No, you never would
from him."
@An right agreed Miss Sidenburg, af
fably sitting yawn. Il oughta get home
now to the Stertorian to unpack; but don't
mind if do 60 this once" She critically in
spected the tips of her black silk gloves.
Il guess these will answer. I've pair of
long white ones in my bag; but you know hov
after gloves has been cleaned more than SO oft
get that thin. I'd better save them"
HER great dark eyes were still aglow with the
- of Stertorian grandeurs worthy the white
when she swept past the Time Desk at six
Tim Morley respondent in his newest brown,
fully waited, derby in hand. He cast on
full, aspiring glance at the slim, dark vision
came instantly tongue tied, foot-bound, wretch
raptured and redder than the carnation in his
hole,-truly the rawest, least impressive low
struck dumb by the too suddenly concentrated
doris of all the d1v1nltleS ancient and modern.
Miss Sidenburg was type closely resembling
Russian Processes of fiction. Being aware of t
invariably wore black. This is commended
nettes of this complexion, regardless of income
Tim? Oh he stands but deuce-high. Let us
his own estimate rather than that of the NANCY
legged cur at the Market-st. corner he never TO
feed every noon. Dogs like girls have their oy
of judging humans.
Miss Sidenburg shot him one calmly judicial
as she handed him her handkerchief and pur
promptly erased him from the tablets of col
ton.
ats l-lovely evening"" suffered MORLEY
heart revolving like pinwheel. am $50 g-g
could accept of my escort. It's a 1-lovely even
saint it? How many blocks more to the bar
gasped Sidonie, striving in vain to match her
Princess gait with his big russets.
ats at the Transcontinent, rejoined Tim, str
to make his feet behave. aOnly ten blocks.
you're not tired. I'm 50 s:sorry! I'm n. SO glad!'
live at the Stertoriani"
Later. regally remote as the Matterhorn, she