The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1916-08-07
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PAULA LOSES ALL HER SAY
INoS AND TELLS HER
TROUBLES TO EMMAl

II will confess Co you. Margle.
said Paula. describing the types
found ut her first boarding house,
that II you had told me, six
months before. I would sit at table
with the people ! have Just been
telling about. would have thought
you crazy. Emma. all the while
she was telling her story. was ger
ticulhting with her knife aud fork
and committing other breaches Of
etiquette.
And yet began TO Hee how very
interesting we're their lives. and 10
realize that perhaps their sum
ming up OF our silly hypocriaioh
and conventional crust was more
just than our opinions OF their
primitive mannerlsms
= sat at he table until al.
most every one had gone. for | was
afraid. II went out, / would be
discussed a9d labeled. as were the
others they mad hcen talking ahodt
Il went TO my room. took off my
clothes. AMI threw myself on the
bed.
III At Univ fffifFUiH'AFA HNA
put all but ten dollars or my
money In n little jewel bag inside
my waist w tha morning
II got up hastily and looked
about the room. II was not
there. Ny monsy--all had in
the world ese.ot ten dollars
was gone.
For a moment ! could not think.
and then ! remembered at lunch.
con time I had gone into the rest
room of a big department store
and. loosing my clothes. dropped
down on one OF the sofas for a ~.
tie rest
"Of course Tic store closed al .
o'clock Thcse WAS no way OF fluid.
iug out II my money had been
found
= was frantic with fright. Sup.
pose could rot get work the EeXt
day
My brain refused 10 contemplate
the future. and with a sob threw
myself across the bed
4 did not realize my door was
slightly open.
Here. here. buck up buck up
all Is not lost save honor yeti
said loud voice. and raised my
eyes 10 look into the face OF the
laxative girl ~ the dinner table
Ny name IL Emma. she said,
I could see you Was up against Il
at the supper table. hut didn't
think Il vas as bad as this. What's
the matter. kid7 Has your sweet.
heart turned you down. What
have you left homo and mother
for7'
You don't underH;and g. I said
I'M say do she answered.
Come on. pack up its little fancy
tooth brush and bic itself back TO
tho ones that are longing and wait.
ing for thee. pretty one. There IL
just as much place for thee In this
place as there IL for those gold
monogrammsd ivory backed brushes
on that old broken legged chest OF
drawers
That il just Il. Emma walled.
there Is no place FOR me and have
lost ali my money and ! can't gct
-ork and want to die. and
Here. here. kid. one nj time,
Begin all over and 30 slow
"Margie. | Just had 60 tell some
one. and so began the whole story.
and. before got TO where my
mother died. that girls arms were
about me.
"'You poor. lonely little rab-
bit. don't you 90 of your head
I'll help you get place toror-
row. II I've got canned we'll
look for Jobs together. Come
over In my room and stay all
night
"Margie. suddenly remembered
the conventional notes OF condol.
ence | had received from my com
paniona at school. and never
word since. and in my heart ! made
a little prayer: oh. God help me.
too. 10 be just human"
ITO BE contInued)