The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1915-05-01

 Emily Emmet Finds Cordial Welcome and Assurance of Assistance At Place Where All Women May Find Shelter in Home Like Atmosphere. Tells How the Tactful Su- pererintendent Through Kindly Inquiry, Learns About Callers Without Embarrassing Them More Than It Claims To Be, She Says.
tBy Emily Emmet.)

sal from the w. c. A. Boarding Home still vivid in my mind, turn ed down Myrtle avenue for although I could get no one to direct me there, I was determined to try Ethe Protec- tive Home. I knew that the direc- tors and. proprietors of the association boasted that no woman was ever turned from the doors of the head quarters, and the question kept reit- erating itself whether I would be ta- ken in and treated kindly, or whether I would be told We have no, room here.''
 The place had n homelike and in vItingl appearance and an attractive little electric sign was above the door that no depressed wanderers might miss the. magic words, Bridgeport Protective Association.''s
 In answer to my summons on the bell the door was thrown wide in an energetic sort of way and a large, motherly looking woman with a wealth of silver hair stood before me.
 tIs this the place where girls who haven't any money stay 'sI asked in as much bad grammar as could mus ter for the occasion.
 ..cone in, was the quick and cheerful command.
 was lead into small room; a dim light was turned on with some pleasant remark about the beautiful day which had just passed and then Miss Rice, for afterwards learne1a that she was Miss Hewitt's cousin who is staying with her, suggested i that would probably like to see Miss Hewitt = to which was non-commit- tall
 She left the room and few min utes later Miss Hewitt who strong ly resembles her cousin entered quiet 1 1y and seated herself opposite me but not where her contemplation of me would prove offensive.
 Have you come. to Bridgeport to work 2ssA she began in a friendly tone. I 4sYesss replied
 What is your name?'' that always blunt question was asked gently.
 Emily Emmet,' I told her. This as well as the other answers which I which she held in her hand.
 'fWeu Emily she said in a Tnoth= erly way. have you had any supper ?'' T told her that had spent most of my money to buy my supper. Are you sure that you have had enough ?'' nice cold glass of milk ?.' I assured her that had been well provided for along that line and the questioning continued.
 we have to ask these questions.'' .'' she explained, because it often helps | a tell me at the school where she had been before coming to Bridgeport they | had helped 2 girl to get $1O,000 through their identification of her by just such questions as she was now asking Istay.'' she saids we can take care of Iyou for tonight, any way. What kind of work did you think you could ldo. Emi1y2'' I told her that want ed to work in a factory and after finding that had never been employ ed in one before she tried to inT1u- ence me to go into the domestic ser vice she thought the girls liked that much better than the factory, when they found places with good families
 Among other things by her gentle manner of questioning. she had as certained where I had come from with whom had worked there, how much money had received per week who my parents were. and where they had lived. what church had attend ed, the name( of the minister, an6 some of the people whom I knewf ir the church, also how much schooling I had had and whether or not liked to read and what books [ had read $ Not until later when I summed up al that I had been asked did I realize that she had obtained considerable b le information through her easy, tact wu1 questioning. T realized that the mother1y superintendent possessed way of Understanding girls whicf would make it easy for any troub1t laden heart to readily unburden itseI to her.
 ], All through the gentle questioning : I-which by the way did not take tn, : form of an inquisition but partool : more of the nature Of a. running con lversation-I stuck to the story orig I,- I-- work, my parents were dead, ha, little money. and knew nothing of tn city.
 As we talked soothing inf1uene seemed to steal over me for an atmos phere Of restfuIness and assuranc e permeated the place. Upstairs
 could hear several girlish voices sing ing, Its a Long Way to Tipperary, and Miss Hewitt explained that one O the girls had been tyxenty-one year old that day and they were holding party for her.. She regretted that had arrived too late to participate il the festivities.
 Every moment I. became more an
 more certain that The Protectiv Home was everything and more sthas it claimed to be.
 I had satisfied Miss Hewitt with m answers. was to be kept for tn night. It was when she suggeste
 that I have a mice warm bath befor
 going to bed, that I revealed m identity for I knew that there was n longer reason for hiding it as my re Iception at the home had far surpass ed my expectations. Had I been les 1 kindly treated F would have continue the irnpersonatien ard spent the nigh lat the institution.
 When Miss Hewitt had recovere : from the first surprise of my quic
 change. she was greatly amused an ltold me that she was very glad to s9b