Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-09-18
sHE WOULD HAVE REFUSED IN
STANTLY HAD HE EVER ASKED
TO MARRY HIM

remember, but there had been enough
TO have laid a gray patch over his
forehead and drain large share Of her.
own youthfulness away.
Sometimes, in the morning Anne
shivered at the old face that stared at
her from the mirror. But she ahivsred
more when she went downstairs to
breakfast and saw Hates tired lined
face-older than her oWn-and. watched
her pull herself irritably away from
the children who chung to her. She
was glad that 1t was Kate. not herself
who had to worry over rent and .$he
price of -four, and scheme to get SUBJ
stantial suppers without substantial
Income to cover them. No, she had no
desire to put herself in Hates position.
Sometimes she would have liked to live
where the bitterness Of other lives did
not touch her own so nearly, but Kate
needed her money, and, after all. she
ilkeu tne reeiing OF being at home.
Anne was not an utterly unself7sh
woman. =
From behind the lace counter she
saw Henry often. as he passed and re-
tors or distant departments, always
courteous. That was why he held his
position SO long, while other foorwalk-
ssrs; more nettlesome and less civilly
inclined. were passed up to better posi-
lions or passed out to none at all
sometimes Anne wanted to shake him
Flow that courteous, unassuming voice.
grated upon her ears! And yet in her
heart there was a certain feeling to-
ward hint was not love-that made
nis dencIencfes seem her own concern.
she trled to argue herself out of caring
what Kind of man he was and couldn't
80 she simply grew ill tempered Anne
mated herself for feeling weakly In
cnned to share lots with Henry and
Anne snapped at herself No there
wouldn't be anything as recorupense
shed rather worry along by herself in
nervous Feasibility. .
And her rrav avoo x,,oru
tuously after Henry one warm sDrine
morning. when the close air seemed
rlammy and the customers more close
crowdins than usual. He was pilot
ing Dig silk-garbed woman to the
glove section. which had been moved
since her last visit to the store. Anne
knew her. She was one of the wealth.
lest women in town. and Anne remark
ed Henry's almost fawning courtesy
AT least 1t seemed fawnins to her.
though she knew that he was doinf no
more than was expected of q man in
his position. and 1t CALLED her. Why
losing his position. Oh, she despised
him! Why didn't he get another posi-
tfon. where he needn't be a turnkey? He
was nothing more. Doubtless. Il the;
woman tipped him he'd take it!
1t was then that small cashboy.
carrying two carafes from the cut
glass SECTION. passed through on his
way back from the returned goods
deShN ne SWlSny, gray Blk gown
swerved suddenly as its wearer reach
ed to a bargain counter Of seaffs. Her
silver handled gray silk parasol caught
in the mouth of one glistening carafe,
and the next moment every one turned
at the loud sound or glass breaking on
the hard floor.
You ran into me. boy" cried the
woman angrily. Now, see what you've
done"
Anne passed forward, Indignantly;
then she drew back. Anne afterward
was bitterly ashamed of her cowardice.
In a second it had flashed through her
mind that the angry woman was IN
1iuential. that positions were not too
plentiful and that the manager OF, the Z
store was the kind to side with Gus
toner. SO, though she was sorry for
the boy, who. aghast. had begun to
cry. Anne stood quite still. TREMBLING.
You ought to be discharged" the
woman continued irritably to the boy.
she drew her small gray suede toe
away from the fragments, TN afraid
I've cut my foot II I have the store
will pay
Pardon me-" said Henry, but 1t
wasn't the boys fault"
ut was," shri1ly.
TT was notw declared Henry, firmly.
s'You allowed the handle Of your para
sol to bangle Unexpectedly. I saw the