Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1920-05-03
THE STREETS OFLFE
The Ideal of Her Dreams
By HAZEL DEYO BACHELOR
1870. By the Public Ledger Co.

U'mtl Anne Garter tCds eighteen, she
neucr hdd anything IN her life but
ShddotCS. Her father had from her
earliest childhood been stern aud re-
lcntleSS. determined TO see no idalt Of
Anme'S pretty, t1edk mother develop
~ the child. When Anne tCds seven
her mother Jumped into the rirsr be-
cause she could not bear 10 sec the
child rhippod tOith strap, and Anns
rerer forgot the experience. Jim
Carter had the old idea Of tUomsH--
tCOrk them hard so that they can't
0et into uischtet-dnd tUhen he m-
trodUced Anne TO Bin Snyder. tCeH-
tO.do young farmer. he expected rie
0ri TO oOev his tcishes aud accept the
oG'r Of murrid0e tOhen II came. II
rGS just then that Geraldine Car
penter came into Anne's life, and Anne
secretly accepted position as SecTe-
fdry tCith her. Here, one day. she met
DaMe Grey, an eminent noreist.
A NNE was happier than she had ever
4 been in her life these davs. She
was unfolding. developing like q flower,
her ideas were broadening and she was
not quite so ignorant of life. Geraldine.
who had at first taken Anne into her
home for diversion. had become gen
uinely attached to the girl in her light.
frivolous and somewhat selfish way. She
liked TO feel herself responsible for
Anne's development 1t was fascinat-
ing this PLAYING with a human life.
Jim Carter as we'll as Aunt Martha
had noticed change in Anne and had
puzzled over it, She seemed happier,
with color. She was living outside OF
her home life these days; she lived only
for the few hours which she spent at
the Carpenters. The rest of her time,
she existed. Bill Snyder noticed the
change in Anne and desired her the
more. She had become more self
reliant, not so dependent. He even
began 70 have some misgvlngs about
winning her He said to her one time
IF didn't know you so we'll. and
know that anything of the kind was
Impossible in Greenville. I'd think you
were doing something ! didn't know
anything about"
"Why?' Anne had asked, startled
Because you've changed" he re-
turned abruptly.
She looked at herself closely in the
mirror that night when she went 10
bed Had she changed, was it so notice
able? And II she had, was it for the
better? Was she less ignorant. was she
more womanly? Oh, if only It wer,
possible to live the life she lived a
Gcraldine's always To wear clothes
that were becoming, TO sing and b'
happy to exult in talks about joyous
things and to read all she wanted.
Anne looked critically at her bronz'
hair that stood out around her littl'
hcart-shaped face. at the level gra!
eyes, at. the straight gtrlish mouth. He
eyes sank to her white rounded arms
She stood in her ugly muslin nightdres
with her sleeves rolled above her elbows
She wondered what it would be like t'
sleep as Geraldine slept. in pink crep
de chine, delicately scented, with he
arms bare to the shoulders, and sof
IaCes stirring over her breast. Anne
niRhtgown had a frill OF coarse EN-
broidery at the throat where 1t buttonet
close and tight. Tonight this neckban'
strangled the girl, it maze of her sono
hing that she wasn't It made her tn
girI her father wished her to be. whel
In reality she was just like her mother