Putnam patriot., 1915-08-06

CltN SualOF UaQ tOiu baIDarA MlliS ~ few weeks after she went to work on her first morning paper This Mad anne Rosa has some of the most prominent society women in town as her clients. If you can find out that some one of the big leaders in society has enamel on her face-that is real news
 Barbara started out up the busy thoroughfare. and, as she slipped along through the crowd, quietly dressed in her ineonspicuous street froek, no one stopped to notice her
 Perhaps that was why when she passed Ned Stanton he did not see her: she was swallowed up in that crowd of fashionably dressed women. Surely had Ned known that Barbara was near he would have forgotten the others for. to Ned, Barbara was the ideal of feminine loveliness. Her demureness, her pallor even, signi- fled all that was sweet and lovely in women. Every time he saw her as he passed through the editorial rooms of the paper. met her by chance as sine passed in the hall, he felt the task of hiding his love from her growing more difficult.
 Barbara saw Ned She even paused a moment with a longing. not admit ted even to herself, that he would see her, that he would pause and per haps turn and walk with her as far as Madame Rosa's. But that was all.
 What can we do for madame?" came the silvery tones of the young French woman at the door of Madame Rosa's, and Barabara had hesitated for a second. She was listening keen- ly to a conversation over a partition.
 "Will you have the usual treat ment?' someone was asking in tones of great deference A naughty voice had answered; Put a little more col or in the enamel, please. I am wear Ing green this evening and that re- quires a great deal of color. And the lights are so trying at Mrs. Wander hayden's."
 Barbara recognized the name of one of the most exclusive hostesaes of the season-a hostess of the younger smart set. just the set that the city editor would be interested in.
 Do they just do enameling in those booths?" Barbara asked.
 Just facial treatment" said the manicurist In another minute Bar bara had placed herself in the hands of a specialist in facial beauty But the girl did not notice her face in the mirror before her She paid strict at tention to every move of the attend ant. She was interested in the treat ment. It would be good data for the story. And she listened to the con- versation across the partition. She heard the name of the woman. She was prominent, a recent diyorcee, just the sort of name that would make the city editor rejoice.
 Meantime the beauty specialist worked with enthusiasm. Just a touch of purple under the eyes?' she asked, and Barbara being all ears to the conversation in the next room, nodded her approval.
 dii uSlHE ltliS b1W ptdN4AbAtN fNA the cheeks" said the attendant Tt costs trifle more, but you don't ob- ject?'
 Once out on the street Barbara was hurrying with all impatience back to the office where she might write the story that she had gathered and turn it into the city editor.
 Suddenly she was stopped by hand laid on her arm. It was Ned Stanton.
 "Barbara-Miss Millsi" he said, and there was reproof in every accent. For heavens sake" and then paused
 Barbara spoke word of greeting, and then for the first time she was conscious of the fact that she was being noticed; that now, in the semi darkness on the busy thoroughfare, she had been attracting the glances of the men and women as they hur- ried past.
 q am going down to the office" Ned told her. and I may as we'll go with you"
 AS they walked and talked Barbara for the time being forgot the excite ment of her successful assignment. All she felt was the joy of being with Ned. When the office building ap- peared in sight Ned grasped her arm in the semi-darkness.
 For heavens sake. Barbara, what has happened? When did you change like this, and why did you do it? You were everything to me-just as you were. I loved you because you were different from the rest-from the average city woman with her powdef and paint and her lip sticks. And now Barbara, no one could be deceived. There is enough powder to free Ire land and enough paint to paint bat tleship. I loved you as you were Barbara, tell me what has happened.
 Barbara gave a little cry of sur prise and put her two gloved hands up to hide her face. T didn't realize it was my faee,p she said pitifully. T was SO interested. All I thought was about the story-unth I met you, and then I forgot everything"