Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-01-09

want to see her street clothes They
want TO see just how much OF her
charm Is due TO the footlights, and
how old she really looks without her
! ma ke-up."
Helen was standing between two
women, evidently friends, who had
been talking across her, and were
now trying to push together in front
OF her. Resenting this, she made an
enort to retain her place.
suddenly she felt a decided and
hateful push from the round fat hip
OF the woman on her right This
showed her against the woman on her
iett' who glared at Helen and pushed
! her back.
BY this time Helen was so w.dseJ
IN that she could hardly breathe. She
iohged to get away, but her feminine
oostinacy would not let her be forced
out by the rudeness of these two
women.
lhey were both excessively over.
( dressed and their supercilious atti-
tude and affected voices bore all tba
earmarks of the social climber. THEW
exchanged meaning glances and inso-
iently glared at Helen.
Theh she felt them both pushing
against her at once-vicious, hateful
shoves Of their broad hips. As thi,
u"l'ed effort TO force their way in
'front.' or her was entirely a below
Tie waist struggle" 1t was not no.
bceable to the crowd about them
ilelen felt her face grow hot with
3 fierce indignation. she braced her
ser to withstand another determined
SHOVE, when one of the women lev
clled lorgnette at her. and said with
/ icy insolence:
I'm thank YOU. madam. no, to
push"
At this lielen's face and neck
turned crimson. Again they ex-
! changed glances, the other woman
struggling her sable shoulders with a
! disdaintul:
/ Some people are so i'll bredm
Miserably Helen stood her ground
She felt the eyes OF every one near
centred on her and her face burned
TO the roots of her hair. Then her
heart capped as she heard Warren's
! voice back OF her
Ready to so, Had enough"
on yes-yes!" quiveringly. Take
me out of here!'
why, what's the matter?" looking
Il
| lous lips as he led her out or the
crowd.
oh it was CHASTITY! Two of the
most insolent women! They were try
ing to shove in front of me, and one
of them actually spoke to me! Glared
| through her lorgnette and said. I'll
thank you, madam, not to push
Then everybody looked at mech, |
thought I'd die of shame"
which one was it," sayaseiy.
| THAT fat old girl back of you?"
Helen gulped.
We'll, I'd have landed her one on
the jaw If ia been there" drawing
Helen's arm through his with unex-
pected solicitude.
oh, how DARED she speak to me
like that" fercely, unable to keep
back the angry tears. And the way
she called me MADAM"
why, Kitten. you're all a-tremble.
! Here. this is the nearest way out.
Might have known you'd get rough
handling in that sort of swell mob.
I'd rather take my chances with an
East Side gang"
As they came down the side steps
Warren paused with an impatient,
love, my hat and coat are out
"oh, no-no" with a tremulous
laughing sob. Don't leave me
againH'
Here, get these, will you?" War
rem handed his check to an attendant.
The boy brought the things and
helped Warren into his overcoat.
Nice lot Of females you've got up
there" giving him a dime. They're
crowding around that rope like a
pack OF hungry hyenas."
They think Pavlowas going TO
dance, sir, but she isn't"
The devil she isn't, That mob
waiting UP there for nothingc"
Yes, sir Pavlowa's already gone
70 her hotel. She was too tired to
dance again
For the love OF Mike" chuckled
Warren as he whisked Helen out into
the street. Imagine all those old
hens still craning their necks to see
that bare spot on the roor-and
nothing doing, That ought to make
YOU feel better"
SHE FEELS BETTER.
ut does with conviction, exuIting
over the thought OF those arrogant
women still swe!tering In that crowd,
pushing and showing to see bit of
bare floor! How foolish they would
feel when they found out!
We'll, l guess charity carnivals are
not in our line, eh?' srinned Warren
as they came out on Broadway ablaze
with lights. The next time we nav
So 'per'-itll be for some other kind OF
a show
With a masterfulness that allowed OF
no protest Warren beckoned for a car
and put Helen into it. For once sh.
did not want to protest, but leaned bach
With a sigh OF content. II was SOOTHING
"a gcr hurt pride and vanity. this lriv,
M Broadway with Warren, tail and dis.
lt,nslishcd beside her
she wished those two insolent wo,us.
could see her now. And with the TN,
SHIRT; of feminine revenge. all the way
.p,,,e she Sloa;ei I'VE" to picture o,
.,n stt standing ere. pUS ing. s.u.-
ina. urUvaiuS To is1' asayrl that yopeu