The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1916-02-21

1 When she had vanished TEN
pornrily from sight into the
nunnery-promotlon OF the cata
loguing room the DE Guentherf
had still rememher her. Twice
she had been asked 20 Sunday din
ner at their house. and had Joy
oualy gone and remembered II NJ
ioyously for months afterward.
But IT'S n long way down TO the
basement where city libraries are
apt To keep their children. and the
DE Guenthers hadn't been down
there since the last time they asked
her 10 dinner. And here. with
every sign OF having come to say
something very special. stood Mr.
DE Guenther' Phyllis irrepressi
bly, cheerful disposition gave a little
jump toward tho light
She scattered her children with
a swift executive whiak. and made
straight for her friend.
Il do hope you want To see me
especially" she said brightly.
Mr.. De Gucnthcr rose slowly
from his seat.
Good afternoon. Miss Braith
waite" he said. Yes. In the
language OF our young friend here
I am the guy"
Phyllis giggled before she
thought
"Oh. Mr.. De Guenther'" she said
II am shocked at you. That's
slang"
''It was more In the nature OF 4
quotation" said he apologetieally
And how are you this exceedingly
unpleasant day. Miss Braithwaitel
We have seen very little Of you
lately. Mrs. De Guenther and l."
The Liberty Teacher. gracefully
respectful in her place. wriggled
with invisible impotence over this
carefully polite conversational
/ opening.
II is difficult TO think and listen
at the same time. BY this time she
had missed something. apparently
For her friend was holding out 10
her a note addressed flowingly in
his wife's English hand. and was
saying:
which she has asked me "a
deliver. trust you have no I'm.
/ peratiYe engagement for tomorrow
I night"
Something had happened
why. mo-" said the Llherry
Teacher. delightedly NO. indeed
Thank you. and her. too. I'd love
to come"
And then he said something re
4 markable.
II have--we have--a little mat
ter OF business TO discuss with you
tomorrow night. my dear; an offer
may say. OF different line OF
work. And ] want Won TO satisfy
I yourself thoroly my dear
child. OF my reputableness MIR
! tombstone. the chief Of the cts
library. whose office believe tc
be in this branch. IL one Of ms
oldest friends. am. think may
say. we'll known as a lawyer In
this. my native city ] should be
| glad TO have you satisfy yourself
| personally on these points. because
-" could II be that the enInently
poised ar. DE Guenther was EN-
barrassed' because the line o,
work which wish. or rather my
wife wishes. To lay before you is
Is very different line of work.
ended the old gentleman incon
clusivcly. There was no mistake
about 1, this time--he was embar
| raKKcd.
oh. MIR. De Cuenther," cried
/ Phyllis. before she thought. out oil
the fulness OF her heart. catching
his arm in her eaEerness "Oh
Mr.. DE Guentbcr. could the Very
Different Line OF Work have "a
have rose garden attached to Il
anywhereg"
1 Before she was fairly finished she
knew what n silly question she had
asked So MIR. DO Guenther's reply
quite surprised her
i There--Eeems--to be-nof good
reason" he said. slowly and placid
ly. why there should not-be-a
very satisfactory rose garden con.
ncctcd with Il. None-whatever "
/ That was all the explanation he
offered. But the Liberty Teacher
asked no more. oh" she said
rapturously.
Then We may expect YOU to
morrow at ~" he said. and smiled
politely and moved TO the door.
When Phyllis woke next morn
ing everything in the world had a
iighthearted holiday feeling. Her
Sundays. gloriously unoccupied. gen
orally did. but this was extra
4 special.
She found that she had slept toe
late to so to church. and prepared
for n joyful dash to the boarding
house bathtro. There might be-
who knew but there actually nigh,
be-on this day OF DAYS. enough
hot water for real BATH
All OF the contented
and otherwise, elderly people who
inhabited the boarding house with
Phyllis appeared TO have gone of
without using hot water. for there
actually was some. The Liherry
Teacher found that she could have
a genuine bath. and have enough
water besides to wash her hair
which is a rite all girls who work
have to reserve for Sundays. This
was surely day of days,
She used the WATERFALLS for
selfish human nature,-to the last
warm drop and went gayly back
to her little room with no emo
tions whatever for the poor other
boarders. soon TO find themselves
wrathfully hot-waterless. And then
she thoughtlessly curled down or
the bed, and slept and slept and
slept!
She wakened dimly In time fol
the ! o'clock dinner. dressed anc
ate II In a half.sleep. She wen