The Prescott daily news., 1913-05-31
HER DREAM CAME TRUE
BY FLORA DELL.


 tue snop window. It was dainty and me, and with the delicate fold of the piue SIX at the throat appeared to her the perfection of workmanship. She coulu only spare a few minutes: the pig clock affixed to a pole at the curb stone told her that in fifteen minutes she would be expected to report for duty, and take up her work as a tiny cog in the wheel of the enormous ma. chlnery in the printing establishment of Hoffer & Hoffer.
 She took lingering. parting look and then hurried on; heavy damp ness in the air lent depressing effect and served to add to the low ebb of her spirits. If she could only have a pretty waist once and dress up like other girls! sign at a nearby thea ter caught her eye, but without think ing further of forbidden pleasures. she hurried on to her destination Remov- ing her wraps in the stuffy dressing room, she moved quickly to her place at the machinery, where each day, in l tlresome monotony, she contributed her small portion of the making of a big magazine.
 Four o'clock came and Agnes paused a few moments to brush the -damp hair from her forehead and re- lax from her strained position. Just then the head of the department called to her: Agnes Martin, some one wants to speak to you down stairs
 Who could it be? Smoothing out her plain but clean shirtwaist, she hurried down
 Hello, Cousin Agnes!"
 It was big Cousin Bob from the west; she had not seen him for five years-had almost forgotten she had a cousin: it was as though he had dropped from the clouds.
 Well, little girl, you haven't forgot ten me, have you? l have persuaded them to let you off get your hat and we will have supper somewhere down town together"
 Agnes hurried, after an embarrassed expression of thanks, her heart beat ing high with the unexpected pleasure, and she soon returned dressed for the street. Her suit was plain and neat but inexpensive. He gave her a sweeping, critical glance as they passed out.
 Cant we go to the theater some where after supper? You could phone rhome-I mean to the boarding house." he stammered, remembering that she had been an orphan for several years.
 "Oh. Bob, 1 couldn't go this way she faltered, looking down at her plain clothes.
 Well. there is no need to-aren't there any stores?'
 Her heart began to, thump painfully they were very near the store where she had adrS,red the pretty waist. He halted bef' Sle window. This looks rather nio.. -.Hs go in here he said.
 Trembling, but happily expectant, she followed him.
 Show us some waists,' he said to the saleslady something yeally fancy, like that one in the window" l as duplicate of the coveted waist was spread before her and proved to be just her size.
 Now, you want some white Asoyes and some kind of pretty hat" Shs could not help smiling at his keen sense of fitness.
 Finally, the purchases made to his 1 satisfaction he hurried her off to the rest room to prepare for the evenings l frolic.
 Agnes hurried away. Dear old Bob! i So he had never forgotten his littE cousin and had come back like a real fairy prince.
 When she reappeared, her admirink cousin gave lons, low whistle.
 Well. well, Agnes, you certainly do look charming!"
 She smiled happily.
 And now for some supper and x good show"
 They entered brilliantly lighted cafe It was Agnes first experience. # seemed like a wonderful enchanted palace. The excitement brought ric'- color to her cheeks and a sparkle to her eyes. He talked on and on. In the happy Whirl of her excitement, she gathered that he had been quite sue cessful-was going 10 locate in the east-in fact, this was just the begin ming of their good times together.
 The orchestra started to play soft sweet melody at the further end Of the room. Agnes smiled amusedly and the bright light in her eyes deep eued. It was playing When Dreams