The Press., 1920-04-01

offered position as manager and de- signer of the dressmaking department in one of the large stores. She was taking d two weeks reSi that she very much needed She had done dress making for years in the little rooms where she lived with her daughters and was weary of the drudgery of it. Louise the younger daughter, was in her sophomore year in high school.
 Alice, with her beauty and charm had won the catch at the university. John Shuler'S parr'3,S had come from a neighhoring state for the graduation of their son, and Mrs. Mangan and Louise had managed to scrape tOgeth- CT enough money to go and meet AL lies intended husband and his family.
 Everything had Teen so pleasant. Life looked very bright for them all and now Allie was worried.
 Allie" put down her sewing, grimly determined. "Mother, I have a plan and ] hope you won't hinder me. It is this: You know the charming Mrs. Fred Merton who lives in that pretty house on the corner of Eighth and Pleasant StTeetS?'
 "Yes. dear"
 "She needs q maid and I have de- cided to ask for th2 place. Now wait until l tell you m< plan. 1 can work for her for two m0i:ths before my we'd ding. John isn't coming here until then. That will give me some real money for my rousseau, and you can have my things made in your shop. I can learn how things should be done. The house is about the size of the one I am to live in in OXbridge, and she keeps one maid and has a laundress come in. Just exactly as John and l planned for ourselves"
 "But-woudnt John and his fam fly be mortified at your working as servant?"
 "They will never knOW," declared Alice. "I shall give another name. I am used to work and 1 shall ask ques- tons and learn a lot. You know, Mrs. Merton belongs to one of the best fam flies and always does the proper thing
 ''If it were any one else, dear," said the mother. II would think it a good pldu Dul Idlc lO Lllllik Ol you uOluS d servants work"
 'It is the kind nf work that thou sands of women do in their own homes. Besides, I wouldn't be a servant; l would only take the place of one for a few weeks, and I need the money as well us the knowledge. Oxbridge. John's home town. being a small place. ,.t;p oil the time, and thpv dress more there than in q larger place.
 t;-->,,u >. q upstairs to Aun; Alarcia s spare room and flung herSe!: without regard to the crocheted bed spread, across the bed, hopeless, sol; ping bt of humanity. The dream was over; she had lost, and the beautiful! Elsbeth would win. Had not Glenn written You had better hurry here because Elsheth is making an awful hit with Edgar He's taking her ev. anywhere and they're always dancing together"
 A miserable week dragged itself to close. The weather had been love ly. Piorrette could imagine the de lightful motor trips Edgar Warner and Elsbeth were having. while she. in Aunt Marcia's clumsy, slate-cOlored house dress. carried up trays and measured out medicine and what not Old Doctor Greedy. stout and red faced, puffcd in and out of the house once day; that was the only break in the dreary routine
 If Aunt Marcia felt sorry for her niece, she certainly did not show it. and Pierrette decided she was cold hearted and unsympathetic.
 One morning, however, putting the patients bed in order. Perrette