The daily Alaskan., 1915-01-25
Hannah Marvin s Job Why She Gave It Up
By REINETTE LoVEWELL Copyright by Frank A. Munsey Co.

| fixed upon the illuminated text or a small framed motto on the wall at her left, "When the Outlook Is Not Good Try the UploOk."
 AS she read her wide mouth set It. self in a line of bitterness, and she i turned away disgustedly. | The waiting room of the Remwood | Typewriter Employment agency was badly cOngcSted. Groups of girls were chattcring together in the humid heat
 Hannah was an "old girl" The term was used in the office, with dis respect, solely because 1t was descrip- tive. It was abbreviated into 70. G." and Hannah had caught glimpse of | these initials on her registration card and with chill of heart guessed their ! meaning.
 ! A newcomer interrupted her thoughts by sitting down quite close beside her. Hannah turned toward her with un' disguised annoyance, but her sharp glance became q steady stare.
 The girl beside her wore plain ! little gown of green checked gingham, and the pink flush on her face was so l lovely and so natural a cOloring that i Hannah's eyes. long accustomed to powdered cheeks, rested upon 1t in- crcduouS'y. dropping finally to the ex' f quisitc line of full white throat
 The girl turned to her and spoke shyly.
 What do you have to do to get work hcre-shOw your recommenda. 1 tionsf" she asked.
 Recommendations here don't mean much," Hannah answered sharply "The best argument you can put up Is ! the price you've worked for and how much experience you've had"
 "I'vc worked a year." the girl an. swered.
 Here in New YorkT" Hannah ques- | toned.
 1 "No-uD state"
 "Can you read your nOteST' Hannah asked practically.
 'I certainly Can." the girl came back with confidence that surprised her 1 qucStionrr.
 "Wen, you ought to get something" |" l she encouraged. Better go up and shove those fresh kids away and talk right up 10 the manager How'd you happen to come down to the cityT' Hannah inquired.
 "Oh, l just wanted to get better chance got awfully tired of living i In Lymansville I've been here only a week. but
 She stopped heSitatingly.
 "Oh. don't know," she finished. ~These girls seem awfully different some way And they don't look well. They are so thin and''-
 "They don't eat enough or sleep enough" Hannah interrupted.
 A week passed. By some unworded understanding Hannah and the up state girl sat together in the waiting room each day
 Neither was sent out, and Hannah. realizing how low were her own re sources. forced her way one morning to the front and demanded the reason why she couldn't get work.
 The manager answered her outburst gently.
 You see, Miss Marvin" she said, "wc have very few calls that require your experience. so many offices want to get very young girls and break them in at a low rate
 Hannah sniffed with comprehension.
 "I know I'm old" she said bluntly' but l can get out the work"-
 The eyes of the manager showed | sympathetic understanding.
 I'm sure you can," she said kindly And we are bound to have call be- fore long for some one of your expe' ricncc,"
 i Hannah went back to her seat and thought about her experience with bit ter recollection
 The girl from up state was reading a letter from home and her face, which had grown pale and little thin, was again rosily llushed. She turned dreamy eyes toward Hannah inquir' ingly and then let them go back tc the bold handwriting on the sheets she held.
 Hannah continued to think about her "eXpericnce."
 Only the night before she had found quite by accident. mn old photograph of herself taken when she had first come to New York. twenty years before She had studied it long and curiously until she burned witt bitterness.
 Beauty she had never possessed, but she had been vivacious. joyous and smart" In those days her father had been prosperous, and there was nc need for her to toll. It was then that she had met. loved and promised to marry Allen MOrehouse. Three months the engagement had lasted.
 Sitting on the hard agency bench twenty years later, Hannah Marvin felt flame up within her the scorchtns anger of her girIhood as she remember ed her discovery of the life young MOrehouse was leading, the quarre that ensued and the heartless words he had spoken to her as he faced her accusations.
 After that there had been scarcely rift in the storm clouds. Her father financially wrecked. had died and Jeff | bIe douUhtpr tn oorn har living aS she