The Birmingham age-herald. [volume] (Birmingham, Ala.) 1902-1950, 1915-05-16
THE OPPORTUNITY OF A PIN


Just hoN lung L waited IN the dark
closet cannot be estimated, but | do
Know / was glad to find myself in
the open again; even though l felt
myself under he pressure of a hot
iron l had tesn sent to the pressing
club and had l not done a little serach-
ing would probably have remained in
definitely In the trousers pocket. where
l was substituted for the use of
needle and thread. I never did like to
be iaakeshift or to be an instrument
of carelessness SIS. However, We cannot
work out our own desting always.
When / became a nuisance l was
soon displaced from my hiding place
and thrust careiessly into a box, handy
fer future use. among others of ny
kind and some even more rusty than
myself. These are busy shops. Mr.. and
Mrs Everyl oGy's garments are tagged
and stretched in a line for repairs and
quick delivery. Everybody's in a hur-
ry for their return and there is steam
ing and scrubbing and pressing to get
things ready for home again. Finally
a darling lite be pink eveng dress
was layed on the board ready for the
presser. There were laces and frills
hanging and folding everywhere about
1t and the great hot iron had a lob
TO keep from tearing them all away.
At last the meritable came a dainty
little ruffle fell apart and the pin box
man. I was the victim to meet the
emergency and hide from view the dis
aster This pleased me. l always liked
TO serve where things were dainty and
peautiful and l wondered what kind
OF mistress | would have1and wheth-
cr would SO. Not long in finding
oi.t this, however. for a messenger
hoy on wheel almost flew With me
to new home. | was snugly hidden
in the frlos Of a dress and as the
door opened | knew l was doomed for
an evening dance. A beautiful maid of
Tie brunette type was wild with de.
| light that the old garment was made
anew ana ready for the hour.
In the meantime | lay stretched out
on snow white bed. the admiration of
spend the-day party composed of
half dozen very popular society girls
There were all types of beauty and
disposition. ] often wished I could Join
In with them and tell them some of
the things / knew from going around
famong folks and learning in my own
way just what l knew. but doomed
to be silent my observations may be
worth whole in other events.
The hostess. the girl to wear our
PINK dress, has very pretty ROOM
tldied and made comfortable by some
genius Ct workshop. The motto just
over her mantle implies a great priv
Ilege: This is place to rest" This
evidently intended hands only, for
tongues were given fair play. They
We're castle binding and the founda-
ton of the structure was a good time.
I'D lather dance than any other
imag Unable thing, but give me part
ner that keeps the right STEP Has
she wondered what that right step
means, is she thinking only of his
tango in the ballroom or Is she think
ing Of the gait of the man; is he sure.
docs he Keep time or throw it away?
Another voice said: Il like some
thing new every day. Some pleasure
that is change from yesterday, some
thing do'Lp." Does she ever think of
have their price; SOM body pays for
them? Is she selfish? Is she living or
dreaming?
Still another says: "All I can waste
is time. have plenty of it, Each year
| plant a crop of fun and reap a har-
vest of good times
What is good time? Csstainly there
will come an awakening some day.
These are precious hours wasted and
time is a valuable asset Even youth
must hold on to ii else it's gone and
tomorrow may never be- And just as
the lunch bell rang. the fourth voice
peals forth: And now is the hour for
motion. We move on from one pleas
| ure to another. Surely time is kind
IT'S when s'imebody gives of their
life and tell to make things go for
the selfish. Behind every life of in
dolence, OF wasting, there is some
body working, somebody keeping
things moving.
This lunch hour left me alone and
in the quiet ! realized ] was doomed
to siege og pleasure where all the
sweets of life were valued by the scale
of enjoyment, and l could only look
over the chasm between the trivial and
things worth while. Youth paints beau
tiful pictures; time removes the var
nish and brings the sombre colors of
genius into the ruins. Thus it is with
eirlhood: They dance away the bloom
of youth ard maturer years bring
them to more serious problems, and
there echoes back a reminder of fool
jsh hours at play.
Night drew near and left the world
in darkness without a single star, but
the air was filled with the rumbling
sounds of wheels, seeming to put the
world in motion even though exclu-
sively on pleasure bent the spirit was
onta gious and everybody was in for
the game. ! was there with my pink
dress. The ballroom giittered with cleo
tricity that seemed to penetrate the
assembly. Everything was brilliantly
beautiful. The music gave motion to
the entire attendance and the world
moved round and round. intoxicated
with the delights of Terpsichore Soon
the cock in the distant fig tree crowde
and marked passed the midnight hour