Iron County news. [volume] (Hurley, Wis.) 1913-1950, 1921-09-03


Miss Emily Van Dustin was mark
ing time in her beautifully furnished
den. Her good looks good taste and
charming clothes successfully CANON
tagged her thirty-five years to an easy
twenty-eight She had good sense,
too, and admitted that life was he
coming increasingly stale.
1t was the Father OF His Country's
birthday, therefore a holiday. Miss
Emily hated holidays. the time for
family get-togethers. firing Of re
Election. she decided to take a walk.
Katie kommon, rosy, freckled
maid OF twenty, walked listleSsly
down Pedigree avenue, on which was
the home OF Miss Van Dustin. She
had 40 place TO so and no compan-
ions. a holiday was such useless
gift.
1t was a mild, sunny day, and she
took seat in the little park that ter
minated the avenue Self-pity usually
ends in tears. Being alone she cried
unrestrainedly.
"Nhat is the matter?'
I'm Katie Kommon, and I'm gem
eral in Mrs. Coates family"
"A general?"
"Yessum. General maid"
"Oh Haven't you any friends in
the city,"
Nom. I'm stranger, and don't
know anybody l want chum to 90
around with. like other girls"
Were both in the same boat, Katie
1 want chum. too Come home With
me, and Wen finish this tiresome hol-
iday together"
Katie looked at the beautifully
gowned lady beside her in astonish-
ment as She stammered, why. II
couldn't"
on, yes, you can. Come"
They soon reached the Van Dustin
residence Admitting with a latch
key, Miss Emily led the way to her
den, which was arranged for tea
Nov. Katie" she said. as she made
the tea, tell me where your home
isl"
In Maine. Father is dead. and
Tn the oldest of five | send money
/ home 10 help out"
"And you've no friends here?"
"Nom. It's awful lonely. sundays
and holidays are the worst. ia like
TO belong to club, or something
"katie, let's start a club Of TWO,
said Emily. There's a sunny, front
room ON the second floor that ven
use for a cluhroom. 1t shall be open
to lonely girls. on Sundays and holi-
days"
"WhereH you find girls1"
I'm find them VIII YOU come next
Sunday? Wen have music, talks and
eats, to start with"
oh. Ia love to-
The Sunday newspapers carried the
following advertisement:
Wanted, a dozen lonely girls, the
lonelier the better. Apply at p Ped
igree avenue on Sunday"
Loneliness and curiosity, both. in
duced ten girls to investigate, and
they found a cordial welcome, over
She tea and cakes Miss Van Dustin
explained her project
anu tifNA NJ lN tltt' tfHt- tililtile7 VA tllN
holiday club. and--of something else.
Among those who read the adyer-
tSement was Mrs Cornela brewster
Van Dustin, possessor OF the bluest of
blue blood, society leader. and aunt 10
Miss Emily She was shocked. hoyri-
ned. wrathful
She summoned family council
and ordered that Emily be ostracized
Il she refused to abandon her plebelan
club Some dcmurred. but none dared
oppose. The utmatum was deliy-
cred by Aunt Cornela over the teIe
phone
"Oh. fudge" said Miss Emily drop
ping the receiver.
But she felt hurt, however, when
fortnight later Mrs Van Dustin
gave a brilliant social affair to which
her niece was not invited.
\ week later a conspicuous sign II
black and white hung from the sec
ond-story window Of the Van BusGr
ancestral home 1t announced a
Holiday Club for Working Girls Come
In"
The sign arrested the attention o
a man who was walking dawn Pedi
gree avenue He was about forty
tall. and fine looklu'." so Katie said
ile hesitated q moment. then cross.
the street and rang the bell Of No ~
The man assembled the stairs. auD
entered the room without knocking
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