The Donaldsonville chief. [volume] (Donaldsonville, La.) 1871-current, 1913-04-19
Her DREAM CAME TRUE
BY FLORA DELL.

Agnes Martin stood looking at a
dainty waist displayed on form in
the shop window It was dainty and
| fine, and with the delicate fold of the
blue silk at the throat appeared to her
the perfection of workmanship. She
could only spare a. few minutes; the
big 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
| chinery 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. II she could only have a
pretty waist once and dress up like
other girlsi A 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
tiresome monorony, 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!s
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? / have persuaded
them to let you of; 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 q
sweeping, critical glance as they
passed out.
| Cant we go to the theater some
where after supper? You could phone
home-I mean to the boarding house.
he stammered, remembering that she
had been an orphan for several years
"Oh, Bob, I couldn't go this way
she faltered, looking down at her plair
s clothes.
Well, there is no need to--aren'
there any stores re-
Her heart began to thump painful.
! they were very near the store Wher,
she had admired the pretty waist. HI
halted before the window. This look
rather nice; let's go in here" he said
! Trembling, but happily expectant
she followed him.
ssShow us some waists" he said t.
the saleslady, something really fancy
like that one in the window
Agnes grew alternately hot and coll
as a duplicate Of the coveted walls
was spread before her and proved t
be just her size.
"NoW, you want some white glove
and some kind of a pretty hat Sh
could not help smiling at his keel
sense of fitness.
Finally, the purchases made to hi
satisfaction, he hurried her off to tn
! rest room to prepare for the evening
frolic.
Agnes hurried away. Dear old Bob
So he had never forgotten his littl
cousin and had come back like rea
fairy prince.
When she reappeared, her admiTin
cousin gave long, low whistle.
well, well, Agnes, you certainly d
look charming!"
She smiled happily.
"And now for some supper and
good show"
They entered a brilliantly lighte
cafe. It was Agnes first experience
II seemed like wonderful enchante
palace. The excitement brought ric
color to her cheeks and a sparkle t
her eyes. He talked on and on. I
the happy whirl of her excitement, sh
gathered that he had been quite sus
cessful-was going to locate in tn
east-in fact, this was just the begir
ming Of their good times together.
The orchestra started to play
soft, sweet melody at the further en-
of the room. Agnes smiled amusedl
and the bright light in her eyes deel
ened. 1t was playing When Dream
Come True"