The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1917-09-01
Chapter No. IL.

! 1t had been an unusually busy
morning. Besides its being Anna's
cake baking day, Helen had decided
after the breakfast things were
cleared away and the kitchen
straight, to try to wash out thin
i lingerie dress. 1t was so sheer and
tine that she was afraid 10 trust it
to the rough treatment of the laun-
Try And for such a gown dry clean
ing seemed needlessly expensive.
Anna had good naturedly assured
her that they could rub it out by
hand" and they did. Some warm
! suds of CASTLE soap, quick rinsing
! IN clear water and it came out beauti-
fully clear and wh~e.
While it was driving Helen. who
never did anything by halves,
brought a lot of laces and doilies
and white silk gloves and washed
them also. she was enjoying it inn
mensely. It was like washing doll
clothes in her little girl DAYS.
Then she got out a box full of
narrow lingerie ribbons-the: ,collec-
ton Of weeks. They had seemed too
rumpled to run back i'm the under
wear from which they were taken
when the pieces went to the laundry,
an5 -. too fresh to throw away. So
now she assorted, rinsed them out
and pressed them and rolled them up
neatly on pieces of cardboard.
ooh; Anna, I'm having beautiful
time. Can't you think of something
else [ can wash out ?"
Il guess your dress is ready to
iron now, ma'am BY the time you
are through that you'll be tireo
enough to Quit"
She unrolled the dress from the
towel into which Anna had wrapped
it tightly after sprinkling with; cold
starch.
While Anna made the icing for the
cakes and prepared the vegetables
for dinner, Helen ironed the dress.
It was fascina ting work-the thin
lace flounces pressed out. like new.
A real store finish" Anna calledl it.
Hadn't I better fix you some lunch
now, ma'am? It's getting after one"
"Oh, no. Pm too busy to stop for
lunch. Just get me a glass of milk
and some crackers. Oh, dear! Anna,
you mustn't talk. to me; just look
what you made me do! Is it scorch-
ed bad?"
Anna bent over the ironing board.
"That'H come out, ma'am- It's just
yellowed little. | guess them irons
is too hot; anyway" And she care
fully lowered the gas.
II was almost three before the
dress was finished and spread out on
the bed in the spare room. Anna
agreed that the laundry could not
have done it half as well.
And then for the first time Helen
realized that she was tired, very
tired. Her pack and side ached
frQn the unaccustomed work.
L Il
se,ise of relief and prepared to lie
rested and refreshed and put on the
dress for dinner. And Warren would
hardly. believe that she had done it
herself.
.Anna, i am sure no one will come
this afternoon; but if they should
just say that | am out Don't wake
me fog anything I didn't know |
was so tired"
She took a quick warm bath. for
nothing rested her as much as that.
Covered her face with cold cream,
rolled her hair on kid curriers' flor
she wanted to look very nice that
EVENING". And then lay down in her
cool darkened room with sense of
luxurious comfort and relaxation that
only comes when one is very tired.
She was soon asleep.
A bell was ringing loudly. She
started up bewildered. 1t was the
door bell. Why didn't Anna answer
it?
Anna, Anna.' more sharply.
Again the bell. She arose and ran
into the kitchen "Annan' But no
one was there Had she gone out
on some Axrand at this unfortunate
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