The Monett times., 1917-08-17

ting forlornly on her trunk and
homesickly surveying an attic apartment
containing a small hard bed, lopsided
washstand, and mirror that assured
her with untruthful persistency that
she was not pleasure to look at
Anyway, it isn't basement" said
Juliana, glancing about her. Three
promising places-promising from her
point of view-had she refused because
the point of sleeping downstairs. In
this old house of past period there
were no basement bedrooms and the two
tiny attic rooms were given up to the cook
and the housemaid. She reviewed men,
tally the apartments on the lower floors
through which her mistress had conducted
her and compared them with this in
which she sat; after which she got her
notebook out of her bag and made few
hasty notes. Juliana was going to do a
series of articles on the Domestic Service
Problem and she was getting her material
at first hand
She felt very pleased with her notes.
They were lightly satirical When she
had done her hair over before the mali
cious mirfor she made some more notes.
These were filled with yearning cry
of gloom She felt gratifying certainty
that half-column of pathos could always
be secured by few minutes spent before
her trunk, pausing occasionally to add
other heart-rending walls of housemaid
cast away on a desert of lopsided fur
niture, and when final survey of herself
reflected a cross-eyed face under the ex-
aggerated pompadour she had substituted
for her usual rather classic coiffure, and
lumpy and grotesque figure in cheap
cbn hoo o111y 10 yorcnIf
from the room, SO filled was she with
gloomy and satirical literature.
Just outside the door she met Mrs.
Wentworth.
"Oh, Julia" said that lady, who was
a pretty and smartly groomed young
person, II quite forgot to tell you that
[ have ordered some new furniture for
your room. We have Just moved to larry
town and 1 have not been able to get it
attended to sooner. The new things will
be up tomorrow"
Juliana did not write up her notes that
evening on the sleeping accommodations
offered servants. But she made two notes
on different subjects and underscored
them. They read as follows:
"The cook has been called home.
am to do her work this week as well as
my own-with dinner party in pros
pect!"
"Mrs Wentworth expects her brother
tomorrow, making-when Mr.. Wentworth
arrives-four in the family. 1t is this
uncertainty of the demands on ones
time and strength that makes household
service so unpopular"
'But perhaps the chief thing" Juliana
sharpened her pencil and took a fresh start,
''is the line drawn between those who
employ servants and those whe serve;
a line, apparently impossible to cross,
that lies between the drawing room and
the kitchen"
She glanced that over in the morning
before she went down to prepare break
fast 1t comforted her for her lost inspi-
ration on the subject of servants rooms,
and she decided to elaborate that line of
thought for her first article Not that it
was a new thought, but all one need was
a new viewpoint and feeling style, and
surely she, with her experience before
her, could count on these. She ran lightly
down the back stairs, pushed open the
kitchen door and came to a standstill
A Young man sat at the kitchen table
partaking of generous piece of apple pie.
He looked up at her and smiled He was
a large young man with handsome mouth
and nice eyes. "Good morning" he said.
"Don't be frightened. l am Mrs. Went
worth's brother" He surveyed her reas-
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