Putnam patriot., 1915-05-28
They Walked With Her to the Front

"Gawd, amt 1t hotl" she whined
\ left the door open to catch the breeze,
but there amt any. You look like a
peach just off the ice Got a gent
friend in town."
NO answered Emma McChesney
hurriedly, and turned to go.
wait a minute" said Blanche Lee
Haye, sharply, and rose. She slouched
over to where Emma McChesney stood
and looked up at her sullenly.
"Why!" gasped Emma McChesney.
4 "why-my dear-you've been crying!
Is there"
mo, there amt. / can bawl, can't l,
/ If am bum burlesquer?" She put
down the squat little glass she had in
her hand and stared resentfully at
Emma McChesney's cool, fragrant
/ freshness.
Say" she demanded suddenly,
"whatja mean by lookin' at me the
way you did this morning, HIM? What
ia mean? You got a nerve turnin up
i your nose at me, you have. I'll just
bet you amt no better than you might
be, neither. What the"
/ Swiftly Emma McGhesney crossed
$he room and closed the door. Then
she came back to where Blanche Lee
Haye stood.
Now listen to me-" she said. you
Exhed that purple kimono Of yours and
2hustle into some clothes and come
along with me. mean it. Whenever
LIN anywhere near this town | make
jump and Sunday here. I've a
friend here named Morrissey-Ethel
Morrissey-and she's the biggest-heart-
led, most understanding friend that a
#Moman ever had. She's skirt and suit
buyer at Barker & Fisk's here. have
b standing invitation to spend Sunday
t her house. She knows I'm coming.
- help get dinner if ! feel like it, and
wash my hair If / want to, and sit out
IN the back yard, and fool with the
bog, and act like human being for
8ne day. After you've been on the
TOAD for ten years a real Sunday din
Wlossiest efforts looking like a picnic
8ollation with ants in the pie. You're
oming with me, more for my sake
3han for yours, because the thought of
ou sitting here, like this, would sour
he day for me-"
Blanche LeHaye's fingers were pick
ng at the pin which fastened her
fv,1r
whats your gamer" she inquired,
'Tll wait for you downstairs" said
mma McChesney, pleasantly. do
ou ever have any luck with caramel
ring? Ethel's and mine always
hurdles"
DO II" yelled the queen of bur-
Hsque. 81 invented it," And she was
pwn on her knees, her fingers fun
ing with the lock of her suitcase.
Only an Ethel Morrissey, Injured to
e weird workings of humanity by
ars of shrewd skirt and suit buying,
uld have stood the test of having a
Anche LeHaye thrust upon her, an
unexpected guest, and with the wom-
across the street sitting on her
6 bnt porch taking it all in.
AT the door-"This is Miss Blanche
Haye of the-er-Simon-"
MSam Levin Crackerjack Bellies" put
II Miss LeHaye. PLEASED to meet
h."
#Come in" said Miss Ethel Morris
without batting an eye. 81 just
oned the hotel. Thought you'd gone
ck on me, Emma. I'm baking cara
cake. Don't slam the door. This
pr first visit here, Miss LeHaye? Ex-
BE me for not shaking hands. I'm
-four. Lay your things in there.
S spending the day with Aunt Gus
Forest City and I'm the whole works
bund here. It's sot skirts and suits
Bat mile Hot, amt it? Say, sup
BE you girls slip OF your waists and
give you each an all-over apron
pts loose and lets the breeze slide
und"
Blanche LeHaye, the garrulous, was
angely silent When she stepped
ut ii was in the manner of one who
Fearful of Weakening a sleeper. When
caught the eyes of either of the
Ter women her own glance dropped
When Ethel Morrissey came in with
blue-and-white Bingham aprons
ache LeHaye hesitated long min
sbefore picking hers up Then she
III II by both sleeves and looked at Il
q and curiously. When she looked
igain sne found the eyes of the
hd two upon her. She slipped the
ron over her head with 9 nervous