Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1918-09-02

proved herself,
$50 you are ~going?" he asked Il
gain.
'Yos, Brian" her voice was yer,
gentle.
81 hope you may never regret it.
Brian Hackett saw that her m,nc
was made up; that she would at least
try her wings as a wage earner-and
all because he could not give her AL
the luyuries to which she had beer
accustomed. He scoffed, in his heart
at a love that could net endure pri
walton, when that privation meant only
the going without the things he never
had had. He took no stock of hel
bringing up; of the disgust she must
feel at doing the woS she had al.
ways seen relegated to the many ser.
wants her aunt employed. He had Mt
thought of how it affected her when
she saw her hands Redeemed and rough.
ened with mental work; or how she
longed for the flesh-pots-the comforts
she had in the South. She was a mar
ried women, his wife. 1t was only her
part he had asked her to do. To make
a home for him. He would earn the
money.
Yet, even as all these things ran
thru his head, he flushed as he re.
%membered how very little he had earn
ed. Perhaps, had he not told her they
would have to take o cheaper flat
she would not have done this thing.
But what could a man do? He scarce
ly eyer vas able to bring home mort
than a hundred dollars a month. Thir.
ty-five was too big a proportion to
pay for rent. No wonder he had been
obliged to borrow.
That thought recalled the check Mrs.
ClaybOrne had given Ruth, and which
he had used. 1t was a big check; she,
of course, had not been quite truthful
when she told Ruth that it was no
more than she would give to a piu-
fessional; but as long as she had de-
clared she would not help them, sne
had saved her pride by giving it to
her in this way. 1t was all nonsense
for Ruth to think she could earn such
checks as that; it was preposterous.
But-twenty dollars a week and the
promise of more. He knew the firm
by reputation, had heard Arthur Man
del spoken of as a keen business man.
They were not paying people any
than they earned-not nowadays,
Suddenly another thought came.
This man Mandel had seen Ruth. He
had thought her attractive. Perhaps
that had something to do with it.
Once more he asked, this time in a
voice tinged with his latest emotion:
"You have decided9''
eyes, Please don't be angry, Brian.
Believe me, it is for the best"
"What kind of a looking man Is
this Mandel2'
"Oh, Just an ordinary mar as lar
as looks 90, perhaps better looking
than the majority. Why2'
"Maybe he has fallen in love with
you and that's the reason he is will
inc to pay you-raw help-twenty dol
lar a week..
"Nonsense! As to my being raw
help | am not. l have studied, for
years, Just the things that will help
me in that position. I know many
things that 1t takes years to learn
about period decorating, etc. You
never have been interested in the sub
iect or you would have realized that
[ did.
"Well, all I've got to say is that
you do it against my wishes! That l
an unalterablv opposed to your dong
anything outside of our home. If you
weren't so impatient, and would give
me time. | would soon be able to give
YOU all you wanted. That's what 1t
amounts to- Giving you all the gew-
you want; and letting you play
lady with servants to wait on you"
When Brian finished his TRADE he
flung himself out of the house, for
the first time negleeting to give Ruth
| parting kiss.
Tomorrow-The clerk at Mandels in
structs Ruth as to her duties.