Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-02-20

just came from Chicago thought
might get work
You arrived in New York today"
'Nh-er-yes" The word came hastily
after stammeE OF a moment. Tonight.
Haven't YOU any luggage Miss
Towno asked taking no note of the con-
fusion her previous question caused. She
was used 10 seeing women confused Tor
variety of reasons, which might or
might not be connected with subjects
unoer discussion.
oh ! checked my bag at the station,
the girl replied.
Why didn't you go to d hotcl?'
''Why-why" there was Il little
ombarrassment-"1've been told they
won't take women IN decent hotels here
at night.
Yes, but YOU could
ooh, can't l stay here tonight" the
stranger broke, pleadingly II can sit up"
Miss Towne did not choose TO commit
herself as yet
Did you have employment in Chi
cago?' she asked
Yes"
what did YOU do
81 was q stenographer"
why did you leave
Il wanted 10 come to New York"
These questions were answered without
hesitation but with a growing nervous
ness.
But what did You
"Oh, please don't question me any
more" the girl broke in. suddenly. heG
lips trembling. TN So tired.
my Name Is Ruth Farley"
Miss Towne gave her another long look
ana then sat down at her desk and picked
up pen.
What is YOU name she inquired.
Instead of merely stating the name the
stranger said slowly:
My name is Ruth FARLEY"
Ruth Farley repeated Miss Towne,
making the entry You say YOU are a
stenographer?'
Yes
Il may be able to find a position for
YOU. just sign your name here-how your
hand trembles!" she exclaimed with real
concern, as the girl drew back from the
desk
IT'S nothing; I'm tired" And, as if in
proof of her words, she sank weakly into
chair. You think you cant let me
have u room
Ppm afraid not said Miss Towne, with
re gret. "But''--
The telephone bell interrupted her
Hello. Police headquarters? Her back
was turned and she did not sec the stran-
ger start and press her handkerchief TO
her lips. as if to stiie a cry. What"
/ Yes, we have an employment bureau
| What" Mary Hatfield? ! don't think so.
| one moment" With her free hand she
drew out a drawer of the card catalogue
and ran through it. NO we haven't any
such name on our list You're welcome.
GoOd-by."
When Miss Towne turned again TO her
guest she thought the girl looked even
! paler and more "droopy" than before
How late can l stay here" she asked.
Eleven o'clock is our hour for closing;
/ but" she added quickly, as She saw the
| look of utter desoation in the girls eyes.
| don't worry wen tind some place for
/ you tonight"
The girl made as If to hold out both
| hands, but quickly restrained herself
"Oh, thank you-so much" she muir
INJURED in a low voice
'I{ayc you had any dinner" inquired
Miss Townc, kindly.
Dinner repeated the girl, as if she
had never heard the word. mo. |
haven't"
\ newspoy's raucous shouts. approach
ing down the street penetrated the room.
The professor Sworc and Mr.. Stephen
raised his head like a warhorse shifting
the battle. Miss Towne rose.
Come and get something TO eat she
! invited. Some tea will rest you
Murder at the Beaumont"
"Wtlxtra! Wuxtra! All bout the hor-
rible-horrible." beloved the newsboy,
| thrusting u paper into Mr.. Shpman' 3
hand as that worthy FASTENED to meet
| him.
! "Sh-h" Kissed the professor, venom
| ously.
| What roarcd the boy
! "Silence!" Numbered the professor
| The boy put his fingers to his lips and