The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1921-10-29

the daytime; in the evenings she at
tended art school. 1t was those cir.
cumstances that gave her a special
tenderness for her struggling fellow
craftsmen who in vain and discour.
aging attempts to launch their work
came to the Office day after day. OF
course she also saw many artists
whose regulations were already safely
established; but it was those others,
young and poor, but full of hope and
ambition, that seemed to Rose terribly
in the majority.
Miss Hazel Wings card in one hand
walked slowly out to the pretty recep-
ton room where the editorial staff ON
the Household Word interviewed Wis
ltors who called on business.
"Oh, if her work will only be good
just for once" Rose whispered fervent-
ly. tits $3.50 awful when you know
that it isn't and never's going to be-
Somehow, I haven't the courage" she
added, shaking her head, ito tell
them they're wasting time and for
goodness sake to try something else.
l suppose l ought to, though. It would
be kinder in the long rum
CHANGING round her, she hesitated a
second in the doorway, and then her
heart sank little. There was only
one person in the room, and Roses
quick eye, trained now by six months
experience, told her that Miss Wing
probably did not belong to the safely
established" kind. She was small and
thin and dressed in carefully pressed
down suit that was obviously not of
the latest cut; and there were dark
shadows under her wide brown eyes,
and her rather childish mouth had
disturbing droop at the corners.
Moreover, she was nervous. Her
fingers, clasping big bundle of draw
ings in her lap, were twisting spas
medically, and her feet, in neatly
blackened high shoes that in spite of
the backing showed an unmistakable
patch, were tucked awkwardly round
the legs of her chair.
Smiling in her friendliest manner,
Rose slipped into the chair beside her.
Mrs. Lloyd asked me to see you,'
she explained in a voice that was as
friendly as her smile. ''Tm Miss La
mar, her assistant. Haven't you some
sketches you want to show us?
Though drew long breath
and plunged bravely into the disagree
al, of mi, hn
eyes that had been so quick to bright
en- hopefully at her opening though
I'm sorry to have to add that for the
present we're not really in need of
anything
"O-oh,' said Miss Wing in not
very steady voice, but with a gallant
little answering smile of her own.
why, she can't be bit over seven
teen," thought Rose, who, although
only eighteen and a half herself, sud-
denly felt quite motherly. s'I'll bet
she's alone here, too, and at the tag
end of the money she brought from
home, wherever that is"
The sketches proved much better
than Rose had expected to find them.
Although they showed that Miss Wing
would have to devote years of hard
work to her art in order to succeed,
they also showed that she had talent.
Il like that particularly Rose said
after a minute, indicating drawing
on top of the pile. THAT has dash,
spirit" She screwed up her eyes and
gazed at it thoughtfully. I'm going
to tell the truth this time" she said
to herself, 81 think she needs it. :"
Aloud she added, softening her words
with another smile, "Bnt you ought to
study a while longer, honestly think."