The Powder River County examiner and the Broadus independent. [volume] (Broadus, Mont.) 1919-1935, 1919-06-07

could not.
Clay did not come near her. HI
spent a lot Of money trying to get hen
of his mind. He got good deal or
his conscience, but not Daphne of hif
mind. He longed for her especially
! too, because there came q sudden dis
aster to his schemes. He was not &c
rich as he had been. Indeed, he could
not be sure that he was rich at all
Any day might smother him witt
bankruptcy. This fear kept him from
Daphne. too.
The bouncing munition stocks that
were known as "war babies" had alb.
ruptly fallen into a decline. The sub
marine that torpedoed the Lusltanis
shattered Wall streets Joy, threw the
dread Of war INTO the United States
and set every one to questioning the
problem Of revenge and Its cost.
The slump in the market came al
the most unfortunate moment for Bay.
ard and Clay. Any moment of slump
indeed, would have come most untime,
~ for their ventures.
picnic ground of the shop. Behind the
soap-veiled windows they laughed and
debated on arrangements and price
tags and show cards.
Mr.. Chivvis, still out of Job, acteS
as maid of all work and stevedore
and grew SO useful that they had to
put him out. And at last the moment
arrived when they declared the shop
open, raised the curtain" as Daphne
said.
She waited with stage-fright she
had not felt in Reben's theater. There
was no lack of temperament In he,
manner now. But there was no audi.
ence, either.
At night Kip and Chlvvis locked
their doors and went home, discour.
aged beyond words and dismally
weary in the legs, also in the smile.
muscles which had been kept at an ex.
pectant tension all day long.
Occasional purchases were made.
but unimportant. Kip and Chivvis
tried to learn what interested people
and what did not. They realized that
they had far too much of certain
things and far too little of others
They attempted to sell the deadwood
BY marking 1t down; but it would not
move.
what do the women care for
prices?" Daphne rallied. "They ars
spending some mans money, anyway,
they pretend that it's to please him
put they know and we know that it's
because they hate each other"
One day a great lady who could
hardly squeeze through the door
creaked into the shop and spilled her.
sen into startled little chair like q
load OF coal. Daphne felt that she was
ABOUT to die on their hands or ask for
an ambulance, but she asked instead
Tor an embroidered breakfast gown
from the window.
Mrs. Cnivvis> fetched 1t and the old
hgress clutched it from her. holding ~
up to her nose as IL to sniff II h,t
really to see it.
mats 1t! That's what I've been
looking for" she wheezed. Have Won
got much OF this sort Of thingY
I'm yes"
Agn' that's good! Ny daughter il
marrying IN some haste-a young i'm.
oeciie who's going over to France n
run an ambulance. I'm Mrs. Rom,lv -
MIs. Cnivvis waited unperturbed for
lurtner Identification. Daphne had
never heard Of Mrs. Romilly, either.
OUT she gasped as II she had been saw.
~. ing ner prayers at the shrine of Rom.
my from childhood and now had heen
visited by the patron saint, whom she
Aau recognized at once, Of course.
Oh yes. Of course"
Mrs. Romilly was coughing on.
i've been to several shops, and I was
a.inose IN despair until I saw your
sign. II you could do a few things IN
rather hurry fancy I could give
you large-ish order. And If the
lhlngs were at all successful. I coulA
quite a little trade your way.
cure rather new. aren't your"
daphne assented that the firm was
luite new. She brought forward an
'rder pad and stood at attention.
MRS. Romilly had trousseaued \
arse family of children and several
poor relations. She knew what she
wanted and what she ought to pay for
t and when 1t should be done. Daphne
'ook down her orders as If the little
'oo'n were the mere vestibule to an
enormous sweatshop where HUNDREDS
u sempsters would seize the toh ..6
complete it in ji6y.
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