The Kenna record. (Kenna, Roosevelt County, N.M.) 190?-1924, 1913-04-18
GAME FROM FARM
Utility Girl Was Also From COun-
try, and Became Wife Of
Good Customer.
BY sUsANNE GLENN.

BY SOSANNE GLENN
Lucy Lane was a sort Of utility girl
at Madam Lorimers establishment.
Most of her time was spent in the
back room ripping trimmings from
hats that needed altering. or chang
ing the length of garments.
Lucy did not often get chance to
wait on customers. Her face was too
thin and colorless' to be pretty. and
she wore unlovely, serviceable
dresses: Madam liked to have every
thing In her establishment exQuisitely
sweet and attractive.
But Lucy did not complain. She
was only too thankful for the situar
tion as 1t stood, and wondered why
Madame kept her at all. She was
too modest to realize the value OF
her painstaking service.
She was thankful, to, for her mis-
cradle little hall-bedroom, because she
had always been able to keep her
room to herself
But even with this fund Of thank
fulness" at her command, Lucy
would have had a hard time II it had
not Deen IOr ner dreams!
When the back room or the hall
bedroom became insufferably hot and
breathless, she dreamed about the
green grass, the waving trees, the re-
freshing breezes of her beloved coun-
try where she had spent early years
of her life.
When the rumble of drays and the
crash of cars made her head throb,
she dreamed of the drowsy afternoons
filled with the droning of bees and
crickets, and the croaking of frogs at
twilight.
When her fingers were blue with
cold. she dreamed of the cracking Of
fragrant wood fires and the warmth
of yellow lamplight
Then, quite Unexpectedly one day, a
new impetus was added to them. She
was standing near the front door wait
ing for a dress that needed altering,
when a man entered and looked about
uncertainty.
The face above his neat, white col
lar was ruddy from sun and wind,
with a white band across the fore
head where his hat gave protection.
Everything about him. from his fine,
steady eyes to his easy, plain suit Of
gray wool spoke to Lucy Of the ooun-
try, and when their eyes met, she
smiled unconsciously, as upon a
friend.
Can you wait on me?" inquired the
man, stepping forward
One Of the other girls will know
more about things" suggested Lucy,
modestly.
But / prefer you," he smiled. You
see, I'm not just sure what do
want, and l know you will not laugh
at me. 1t may seem ridiculous, but
do you know it is very dIsconcerting
to be laughed at under such cir
cumstances?"
Il promise you not to laugh" said
Lucy. Now tell me what you wish
All sorts Of things for a baby a
year old. Yes, everything, he seems
to be about out of everything. Yes,
he lives in the country, and neecs
just everyday things, you know. And
Lot too many white things-his moth
er is pretty busyl"
Lucy smiled, and made suggesttons.
The man bought lavishly.
There, ! think that will do" he
agreed at last. "I never would have
thought about his outgrowing them.
Now, couple of suits for dress-up,
and / guess 1t will do.
Never had Lucy made up box with
greater care. She almost felt like
crawling under the cover herself for
the sake of getting back to the
country.
That evening she was happy think
ing about the baby with his store OF
new things. The autumn wind that
ratified the loose frame Of her win
dow so dismally would make music in
the chimney before which the mother