Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1921-07-27
AT THE i ROSE
A Thrilling Defective Story by A. E. ". MASON

tossing the coin back to, her, zone
does not buy good food with lead"
Celia dragged herself out Of the
shop in despair. She was starving.
She dared not go back to her room.
The Thought of the concierge at the
bottom Of the stairs, insistent for the
rent, frightened her. She stood on
the pavement and burst into tears, A
few people stopped and watched her
curiously, and went on again. Final
ly a sergeant-de-yille told her to go
away.
In Desperation.
The girl moved on with tears run
ming down her cheeks. She was des-
perate, she: was lonely. n sss /
It thought Of throwing myself in
to the Seine" said Celia simply, in
telling her story to the Judge din
struction. Indeed. I went to the
river. But the water looked SO cold,
so terrible. andNI was young. I want
ed 30 much, to live. And then-the
night came, and the lights made the
city bright. and I was very tired and
sAnd. in q word, the young girl went
up to Montmartre in desperation, as
4uA~hAy as ACl LII 90 AS6S "OQlO Garry
her. She walked once or twice timid-
l.ly past the restaurants. and. finally,
entered M of them, hoping that
some one would take pity on her and
give her some supper.
She stood just within the door Of
the supper-room. People pushed past
her-men in evening dress, ONE in
bright frocks and jewels. No one
noticed her. She had shrunk into a
corner. rather hoping not to be mo-
ticed, now that she had come. But
the novelty of her surroundings wore
off. She knew that for want of food
she was almost fainting.
There were two girls engaged by
the management to, dance amongst
the tables while people had supper
and the other as a Spanish dancer.
! Both girls were kind.
They spoke to Celia between their
dances. They let her waltz with
them. Still no ene noticed her. She
had no Jewels, no fine clothes, no
chic-the three indispensable things.
She had only youth and a pretty face.
But" said Celia, without jewels
and fine clothes and chic these go
for nothing in Paris. At last, how
! ever, Nine. Dauyray came In with a
party of friends from a theater. and
saw how unhappy I was. and gave
me some supper. She asked me about
myself, and / told her. She was very
kind. and took me home with her,
and I cried all the way in the ear
rage. She kept me a few days, and
then she told me that I was to live
with her, for often she was lonely
too, and that If I would she would
some day find me a nice, comfortable
husband and give me q marriage por-
ton. So, all my troubles seemed to
be at al end" said Celia, with a
smile.
within a fortnight Nine. Dauvray
confided to Celia that there was !
new fortune teller come to Paris.
who. my looking into d crystal, could
tell the most wonderful things about
the future. The old woman's eyes
ktndied Is she spoke.
She took Celia to the fortune tel.
iers rooms next day, and the girl
quickly understood the ruling passion
OF the woman who had befriended
her. It took very little time then for
Celiasto notice how easily Nine. DAA-
yrAy was duped, how perpetually she
was robbed. Celia turned the prob
lem over in her mind.
Fond Of Her.
Madame had been very good to
me. She VA kind and simple" eaid
Celia, With 4 very genuine affection
in her voice. .Yhe people whom we
knew laughed at her, and were un-
g~enefous. But there are many Wom-
en- whom the world respects who are
worse than ever was poor Nine. DaA-
vray.
= was very fond OF her, % I pro-
posed to her that we should hold q
seance, and I would bring people
from the spirit world I knew that j
could amuse her With something
much more clever ana more lnterest-
ing than the fortune tellers. And al
the same time I could pave her from
being plnndsred That was MI
Thought About.
That was All she thOught about,
yea. She left Helene vauqaier oui
OF her calculations, and che dtd not
forsee the effect Of her seances upon
Nine. :Dausray. Celia had no nus.
picions OF Helene Vauquier. She
would have laughed II any one had
told her that this respectAbie ana re-
sDsGtSal m~tddle-agsd woman who va
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