Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-09-19

1t was three months from now I'd take
my time she whispered. Say, Christy,
Tn going to write another OF them
slips. This hat kind O. looks as II 1t
was going to wear pink roses Mepoy
some fellow will buy it for his girl"
| Christy did not even look up. she
was scared. Suppose she was suspect
ed of talking? Suppose she should be
discharged? She could CINE per-
| fectly well what it would be like to
go home Saturday night without ner
| weekly pay envelope. That 50 meant
more to her than any other girl IN the
room.
Noon came. The girls who brought
lunches were not allowed to eat in the
workroom, but there was a tiny room
adjoining where their wraps hung ana
action for the half hours incoming al
lotted them. Christy began TO MUNICH
her sandwiches and drink her small
measure of cold coffee. Caroline. mu-
hand, promptly offered a drumstick.
Color rose to Christys sensitive cheek
and she shook her head No thank you.
Caroline. can't eat all I have here"
she murmured. r
You're too proud Caroline said.
Well. I'm proud, too. l wont have
what I've offered refused. Chrlsty, you
eat that chicken or, III never speak to
want to tell you-awfuL" She laid the
drumstick down.
Christy's lips quivered. 1t seemed like
charity, and vet she was hungry.
said. Then came the outburst: "Oh,
Caroline. do you suppose I'll ever get
beyond lining hatsT :.
Caroline laughed; Sure. You'll get
tell you. Christy, it takes 500 girls like
You and me to make one head milliner
like Miss Lestrange. BY the way, her
name used to be Skinner. Did you know
? IN ~ -s1l
me think. I wrote another one of them
slips and slipped it into the crown of
big white leghorn. And I put your
'.caroline!" christy stared, growing
paler all the time
And I'll bet" said Caroline. deftly
trimming chicken bone with her white
teeth. that something will come of it
1t was very close. in the workroom
that afternoon and buster than ever
Even Caroline found no time to talk.
After all she was not ready to be dis
charged yet. Upstairs the woman-who-
Waits-t, ll-the-last-minute still clamored
for hats. Time pressed and the store
closed at. $50 O'clock. At $3.50 O'Clock
exactly Christy Collins went down in a
heap and smashed the nine-dollar, Milan
straw she was lining. She got up pres
emily. and Caroline helped her into the
c!oakroom and somebody else brought q
glass of water.
Miss Humphrey was much disturbed
Take her up into the restroom and let
her lie down." she commanded Caro-
line. Shell be all right as soon as
she gets where there's fresh air We
can't spare her, or, you, either. So
mind you hurry back. And listen,
avoid making a scene up there"
Caroline aided Christy to the rest
room. There was fresh air there and
numerous couches. A few women were
strolling about. They did not observe
the two girls who slipped in so quiet
ly. Christy lay down and Caroline
pulled up screen to hide her. Then
Caroline kissed Christy and went
away.
christy lay still with her eyes closed.
She. felt very i'll. She realized that
she had failed just at critical time,
and that the management did not
retain girls who thus disconnected
them. She felt it very likely she
would be discharged. And what then
should she do? Tears began to creep
down her wan cheeks. Her slender
throat choked with sobs.
There came rush of steps and the
screen nearly fell over as Caroline ex-
citedly ran around it. She flung. her
self down beside the couch.
LISTEN, she painted. "Christy, lis
ten! That slip with your name-mem-
Der what I told you? Well, something
has-Listen! 1t was one OF those hats
they put roses on and a; girl bought it
and she found the slip, and she's from