Grand Forks daily herald and the evening times. (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1914-1914, 1914-04-29
Tie Evening Story .
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a SHIFTED VIEWPOINT.
Copyright, 1914, by W. Werner.)

Copyright, 1914. by w. Werner.)
Rissa Jordan stood looking into a
show window when she should have
been on her way to Mrs. Cassidy's
where she had a room up three flights
squirting out Of the roof. 1t was a
show window, too, in the department
store where she sold petticoats
Whether you wore silk or cotton you
could find your JOY at Rissa's coun-
ter and a smile, too. In consequence
Of that smile most people thought
that Rissa Jordan was a happy girl
with nothing to ask for, but they
We're far wrong. There were two
ed with all the want" that was in
her One Of these things was viii.
low plume!
A great bouquet Of willow plumes
formed the chief attraction of the
brilliantly lighted window, and 1t was
colored even as the rainbow. But
only one OF these plumes enchanted
Rissa. What her eyes saw and saw
only was the magnificent pink one
that topped the whole cluster. 1,
came to her that if she had that
plume on black velvet hat the new
floorwalker must look at her instead
VI over OF dTOuHu HeF DIS He Hdu q
way Of doing.
I'D be pretty in that pink willow
l know l would" Rissa sighed.
shivered. She turned away reluctant.
~ at last and entered the side street
which led toward Mrs .Cassidy's, nine
blocks off
Rissa Jordan had been nine months
in the city, and for seven months she
had sold petticoats. The first two
months she had acted as an extra,
but her clererness had soon promoted
, her to a counter of her own. 1t was
the first work she had ever done in
her life. and she had never expected
to do that but when her father died
suddenly. leaving her as his only as
set and a host Of liabilities. she had
resolved to be something more thar
poor relation. and had straightwa,
set forth on her quest for livelihood
Her nine months in the city had
been lonely ones, for she was shy and
did not make friends easily. She
found people SO different and not
altogether trustworthy. She was in.
to herself and put every cent she
could spare in the savings bank
against that rainy day which Mis-.
Pride, the high nosed. specialized
spinster. who sold corsets at the op.
posite counter told her was a fea.
ture Of a city working girls exist
ence. 1.-THE savings bank is the best
friend you can have" Miss Pride said
Mind what ] say. my dear. I've
sold corsets in this store six years
and before that I was eleven years
In New York. I've seen a lot OF com.
ings and goings and lot Of rain,
days catch people when they weren'
prepared. I've had. my own. too.
Miss Pride added quietly.
Rtssa liked Miss Pride. She wa.
! certain that Miss Pride would not ap
prove of her yearning for the willow
plume, or her admiration for the new
fioorWa1ker. All the girls were
crushed OF him and, made no secre
OF IT. Some of them We're such pretty
girls. too.
III were pretty--if had that pinl
! willow plume" thought Rissa. as she
climbed the steps to Mrs. Cassidy's
front door and inserted her latchkey
Smells Of dinner greeted her. She
was hungry. for her luncheon ha.t
consisted merely Of a sandwich ant
tea Her breakfast before that-.ir
| her own room = had been more te;
and rolls.
| Rissa crawled UP to her room witt
"
down on the bed felt just for . few
moments that she was going to breal
denly that life was inconceivabl,
hard, and would not be less hard The
longer she lived it. She thought O,
Miss Pride and wondered what kline
of a. life she had. She looked calm
but it was the calm that succeeded
actual storm. Rissa slhuddered at the
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Yet she liked Miss Pride better thar
all the gay girls in the store. There
must be some quality in her thai
responded to that rock-like placidit,
of Miss Pride's, even though she die
| wall after such things as pink willow
plumes and handsome, dark-eyet
foorwalkers.
Rissa made herself ready for din
ner by scrubbing her face and hand.
and by running a comb through hel
thick, straight brown hair. There wal
she never used 1t save on steamy no
days.
The dinner bell was tangling at the
foot Of the stairs as she went down
She slipped into the dining room anc
found her place at the long table. The
soup was handed round. and when she
reached the, bottom Of her plate ant
began to feel somewhat revived Risss
realized that the young man at hel
left was passing her the crackers fol
the fifth time. She turned her head
and looked. at him. and their eyes
met. His were blue. set in a pinky.
brown face that had the least. sug.
gestion Of dark stubhle on It, Al
recognition grew in her glance the
young man smiled frankly.
81 was Just waiting for you to re
member me-" he said. You mus
have seen me often grubbing up ther.
on the side hill. I've seen you. Well
I've given up farming for a while ant
I'm UP here seeing what can do.
got a job today
Did you?" Risea asked YEARLY
The roast had come and she tasted
it doubtfully. For a wonder. it wa.
good She was interested in her din
ner, and she feared her neighbor wa.
going to be talkative and rather 6
nuisance. Because he came from llel
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