Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1917-01-28

male figures. maintain a convex curve
between neat tight collars and very
trlg, dipped-at-thc-front, bolts
Annie, the only brunette I'm the es-
ENLISTMENT, shank misorahly. she
I felt very flat. very tiny, very dark
She was kind to the shy old ladies'
who sought seclusion I'm her remote
corner. She knew that the tips given
! 10y spmstcrs ana bachelor girls were
| often much larger than tips flung
down by the calculating males lut
somehow, NJ the noon hour II irri-
tatcd her 10 have 10 ovcrhcar the gay
| banter from the other tables
There's only one way TO hc popu-
| lar In that joint" she told her sister
And that is hy the peroxide route. /
amt had an invitation TO as much as
a movie since | been Workin' there.
| For all the chances | have TO acquire
n steady, | might as well be dress
maker
The one malc person who regularly
| sought place at her tables was the
proprietor. The first information the
head waitress had given her was that
calhoun was a widowcT, aged 80, and
that the Titian- haired cashier. who
wore a different culorcd head neck
lace every day. was 10 be Mrs. Cal
houn number two.
Annie rather liked him Her last
boss. a swarthy. rotund bald person
had trick of staring at the Y I'm
girls collar while he iollicd her about
"iollas' and good times"
Calhoun's conversation was above
rcproach. They talked about the best
dressing for plum pudding. the irish
martyrs, the poor Rclrians and the
weather ana it's effect ON table salt
They were both strongly pro-ally But
Ann'c's other name wLs Murphy and
England's treatment of Robert Case
ment wet-blaul.ctod her loyalty for
few days. Calhuuu's other names
were Michael Patrick
one noon the reddish haired cashier
remarked 10 the head waitress that
Mr. G. spent an awful lot of time over
u luncheon. which should have been
cut hort because II was cabhagc-and-
corncd beef day dish which he
usually loathed.
The head waitress turned her long.
level stare toward the out-of-the- way
corner.
Don't YOU worry. kid" said the
head waitress, rcassurngly. II driftcd
by minute ago an they was tnlkiu'
about the new styles of prime minis
tcrs IN England. All real cduca-
tional"
well, there amt no harm in prime
ministers" sighed the cashior-a de
cision which would have been shared
10y both Annie and her boss
Restaurant sentiment. according to
their experience, progressed along
certain lines. II began with iollyinp.
Vaded thru picture shows. sunday cN-
cursions to CuucN. and usually ended
in one of three climaNcs- matrimouN
Ia quarrel, or discovery hy the mans
wife.
Calhoun was so convinced that
curves ANA hlouducss were his final
standard of Womamy beauty hc
scarcely considered that amy attention
10 "a brunette could arouse jealousy
in a blond, or admiration in himself
n was only when the cashier had hys-
tcrlcs, one afternoon. and definitely
threw him over" that he woke up
He had not known that the clshIc.
Interpreted his bandiagc as sDuti-
mental interest amounting almost To
an cngagccmnt TO marry. Nor had ne
ever looked upon the flat dark per
son in the corner as anything more !
than a rather bright little girl
handy. and willing. but not likely TO !
attract and hold permanent trade
Annie had never So much as battcd |
one Irritation smile in his direction
lie had never SO much as pinChcd her |
hand. when hc seated himself for
the next meal he looked up at her self ,
consciously. for the words of he de-
parted cashier were still ringing IN |
his ears. suddenly, To his confusion. |
she bent close.
YOU'D better keep your eye ON that /
dago dishwashcr MIR calhoun" she /
whispered. He stands i'm with the |
chef an I've reason To suspect that !
they are passn' supplies out To friends /
who sneak up the alley to the back |
door"
The boss was vaguely disappointed
one expects something more OF "a /
whisper. And that queer little f,c'Wc .
of disappointment and scli-consciuus-
ness were the beginning OF his special /
interest in the unblund girl.
one evening she approached his ta-
blc grimly.
"Mr calhoun" she began. "as
favor. | wish you'd give me % better
table, near the door Here n the out-
skirts / amt maxim enough tips Co I
buy shoclaccs.
Near the door repeated calhoun
"Nch. Oh, ! know your idea that
The blonds bring trade and know
YOU are right I haven't seen all my
blond friends get husbands one right
after another without amy trouble
without me lcarnin' sometime IN
| want a chance now for myself
"A chance
"Ecu' n blond"
She opened the drawer of the scrV-
ice table nearby. and extracted bot
tie I'm her other hand she held forth
a package.
calhoun took one look and then
reached for the stuff, with swear
words that were almost purely Irish.
won't have no girl of mine hein'
tipped hy no fresh clerks an counter
hoppcrs." ne spluttcrcd angrily.
'Blonds is an right To catch trade
but guess there's somcthiu' moro
10 life than business. And -yuu--
why. You are smart and II | just
liked prcttincss Ia 20 out an buy me ,
, doll" II
"I-you-Do YOU mean YOU are ask
ng me to marry YOU gaspcd Anne |
Murphy dropping the bottle. Il
sure" said Michael Patrick CAL
noun. hlushing thru his frockles
you amt so awful bad looking. /
guess sometimes girl can be pretty
and yet-be brunette
Annie bent and picked up the un- ,,
harmed bottle.
AN right" she whispered shyly f.,
But-all the same Pm glad | didn't
ireak this Wen always keep this ,,