New Britain herald., 1919-10-01

Dorothy, aged 27, has been spen Silversand Lake having staked her of winnSng a husband She has 1lnal railroad official 1os -h$s -Seeretary. Tn
 Saturday Ntgft, Eata. My Dearest Joan:
 It was in rather a neclthes mood I went to t1Bat dinner at tho Fon- tatnabhean. My cfpealzs may haveo my eyes hriEhter, than ,1s.adl. wHs gay with the Uh-Idnn ttlcare- the-Mso gayety of the person w1ro sS down in tho dumps.
 Tine pface matrhed my gayety. Brand new hntal giving itself g. comtr1g-oltt party. All the of11cers of tfrs railroad wfltth nTul1s the dhRtn of hota1s were ttrare, with thetr wtpes. I suppose sunre thought 1t odd that Jnlln Herrnn, director and organMsr, having no wife, brought his red hairad seuratary instead-a rad hainsd serratnry in B red-1aired mood!
 Not that I be11avad in any way urf- seemIy, dear; don't worry. Simply that the wives snubhed ma, and snubbed t11am back, and directed my attention, such as 1t Was to thu men. The msn, with the exception of Mortimer Mills, flIe president, wera nice.
 'rMiss Varfnix..' John Hsrron began our introduction, +T want you to know OUT chief MT. Mills, president of the O. M & Western. Mills, this is Miss Varicis, my very good friend and helper, who came to our ,resoue when Watts fell ill.,"
 Mr. Mills looked through ma as though I were B pane of glass behind which he saw something of interest.
 "Ah-Miss ah Varsity-Hh--,I think see Petsrs over there. Excuse me?"
 Excusa htm7 I could have killed him!
 'Dnn't mind him." whispered Heron. 'Tts mo he fs g.1nnfng for. I don't like to make you the boffs of contention, Miss Vartck, but since 1t has got to be war between Mills and me, the actual cause doesn't ma:tter."
 Doesn't matter7" echoed, f1ush- ing hot1y. Tt IS part of my secre- tarial duty suppose, to be"
 You know I don't mean it in that sense," said Heron, not in the least dtsmayed. 'Tt is simply that sooner or later Mills and I must fight it out. Tt chances to be upon the fssrse Of your secreta1Jrship. He wants a. man: want you. I am going to win the fight. Please don't be disturbed by his behamio1: I will make it up to >yorl'"
 was about to ask him how, when the signal was given for US to seat ourselves at table and found myself between two of the railroad off1c cials of the younger group who seemed to be divided between 8 desire to be nice to me and a fear of mourning tho presidents ill., will. Heron, notsd was the only person who was entirely calm and unperturbed.
 I decided to adopt his se1f-posses- sion, and my frock helped me do it. I knew I looked well, that my hair was nicely done, my complexion more natural than any other woman's there, and that I had nothing what eyer to be asha1n ed of. I knew which forks to use and how to manage my fish and salad without using a knife I drank nothing but mineral water, alth ough wines were constantly passed And I kept telling myself that l was the great gran ddaughter of Dorothea Saltonstsall Varick, 8 true Colonial Dame, and that poise and good manners had been in our family for generations
 I got through the evening with chin held high and some pleasant moments to my credit-especial1y when found one of the mems m other was g, Ran da1l from BentsVille. He says Heron is sure to be made president at the next election of the railroad.
 Railroad presidents secretaries get a lot Of money, don't they? The more the merrier, say I, and the sooner the qu1cker.!! Then me for my old cottage in BentsVi11e.
 don't care what the officers wives think. Their circle and mine don't mix, thank heaven. BesideS-who'd care, anyhow? Would you? Would Randy? Devotedly, DOIlLY-O.