Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-05-07

Throw il up and 30 back to the farm.
And Il isn't what you'd call d peach |
10 farm, either. he had grimiy grinned. |
II was. Of course, Eienas fancy that his |
ewes flickered the least angle toward the |
typewriter at which she was clicking. A |
few minutes atterward he stalked out
hist,inG VIII They Think of Me at
llome2r-a tune that Elena had always
disliked
4 week later ne had called across the
,nrridor to her employer that he was |
l.aying Thursday evening. Might not be |
aowu till Thursday. so he would say |
,od-bye then in case they didn't see each |
other again. IL was that day that Elena |
took her money saved for a strictly utili- !
tartan and needed dress and hung it away
Ou Il fTilly thing. And this being Thurs |
day. she wore it-defying weather signs.
The morning was gray. And the office
door across the corridor was not opened.
VI noon il drizzled. She didn't 20 out
Tor lunch, bat sent the office boy out to
Get her sandwich. Perhaps IL would
clear up by night And perhap. he would
4u across TO say goodbye TO her EN-
ployer.
The cirizzIe increased to cold. grim
dnynpour-not the spasIsodic. fierce and
1uen Slaekcning rain that gives some
promise of wearing itself out before the
neNt day. but that slow. steady. solemn
,rif-drip-drip that is good for seventy
NO hours at the very least. But about
o'clock she forgot that it was raining.
"a. breeZed in. Well, I'm off, Bixley.
AiIEbp / u DE pdCk IN year OF SO LOT
another try Maybe'-he laughed shortly
TN grow to the farm. Guess I'm not
much but It squash. anyway.
Good bye yawned BiXley. Elena would
NOT believe. that a friend could be so cal
Icons, Drop me card. Look me up il
#oti happen to come back. Rotten wealth
.r. ISN'T it,
~tiood-bye" said the man to Elena very
YarpIesslv There was no reason, of
course. FOR saying il carefully.
Goodbye smiled Elena. She was glad
she had spent the money Tor the dress
size didn't care II she had to skimp six
months more TO get the sensible one she
needed.
lie swung out. tall, erect shouldered
not once looking back. Afterward the
rain came down harder and srayer and
colder. The streets were ravines Of wet.
dotted with the glimmering pale yellow
arc lights. She Shivered in the entrance
~. the big office building a long minute
before plunging into the food. She had
an umbrella. OF course. but II was no pro-
tection TO skirt. And lust then the wind
uade up for a day OF rest by whiriins
furiously around the skyscraper. She
ssUE.dn't even keep the unl brella aioft.
Nry way. il didn't make any difference
@E.# whether her dress were spoiled or
not She bent her head and pushed her
Way through the mob of hurrying work
.rS that Ike herself. We're getting rained
Hprt, and cross and tired in an effort to
l.ash street ear and home as soon as
possible.
he PINK crISpneSS OF the morning Was
dripping when she crowded YEARLY up
tine T.. steps. stood in a weary line 10
GIVE her Hickel. passed weariiy through
~ turuStile and then out 10 wet.
rt0wded platform to wait for train
t!aI vas too tilied when il reached that
station 10 admit a tenth Of the walters
y rushed AT i She didn't even try TO
get on What was the use? She shivered
rom the cold Her short, sheer sleeves
ctuug wet to ler slim arms, her skirt
hung imply wet against ter slim body.
She could have laughed in very mockery
" herself and the sorry spectacle she
made All for nothing, For a man who
sdn't even remember that so insignificant
person was on earth, and who likely
hould have smiled-no. grinned-in great
amusement had any one told him she was
50 dSotically foolish as to-
II knew H.. said some one. disgustedly
in her ear You look just as ! thought
0u'd look. DIDN'T you know that II
would rain today Here-lets get out OF
this Md before Elena had time &c