Perth Amboy evening news., 1921-06-29
THE CHANGE
CHAPTER Al

One last little incident transpired
1 to make the final days in the city
I ESser.
&fraey, my little lisping friend,
was in to see me. l was packing
+ books ready to ship to the country
y place.
a Il think you're very brave going
to a tiny place in the country" she
said. Gwen thaid the only way to
i thave 18th to make more, not to
Il Stipend leth."
Gwen is only partly right" I an
swered. Grossly. THE only way to
save is to make more and to spend
less at the same time"
you're very withe. Conthanth,"
Shirley remarked, pulling her sables
around her as She rose to leave.
May l come down for week end
partieth?'
"All the week end parties you
want, I'd love to have you. I'll make
you. do the d~usting."
what fun, l eve duthed. Fan
thy Il Connie being her own cook
and maid."
But Shirley never came after all,
not that summer. She did the I'M
expected. she was always doing the
She ran away with her
Hather's chauffeur three weeks after
we had moved, and the papers were
full of the new romance" Her
father accepted it with as good grace
as possible. put the man into his
bank and bought them a very stun
ming house at the s~eashore. And
the next time / saw Shirley she had
forgotten her lisp in the more seri-
Gus Interest," very small infant
son.
Our last night here" / said with a
little sigh when Win came home at
dinner time. 'Oh. Win, I'm so tired.
But the trunks have gone and the
boxes and tomorrow-tomorrow
you'll come home to a>dinner that l
shall cook and a wee little place in
the country"
well let's make a night of it
now, since tomorrow we go to jail"
Win answered. Now don't look as
though I'd slapped you. silly child.
] shan't mind the country when I
get there. But do let's have a nice
time tonight. Did you save out a
dress to wear?"
I nodded. But I had promised to
GO see Mrs. Anderson and the baby
Connie, and not all Wins persuasion
would keep me away.
The baby hasn't been we'll and 1
must see her before l leave,' l told
him. do come along!"
Now what on earth do l want to
see a washerwoman's baby for?" he
demanded. "If you feel your happi-
ness will be eternally ruined other
wise, you go. Take a taxi and make
it wait for you, and join NELL be
at Ovens. Wen wait for you there"
At Gwen's. OF course, it was al
ways at Ovens. But 1 was anxious
tn see the baby again.. so / went,
And it's the country will put roses
back in our cheeks again." Mrs.
Anderson told me-.
Il wish l could take Connie along,
it would put roses in her checks,
Moo" l said, looking at the tiny thing
Evistfully. 1 wanted to pick her up
in my arms and carry her off with
me.
But I did not dare.
And again l felt, as I drove up to
Ovens, that in the little East Side
fiat I had touched real life, and that
/ was going to a world OF sham and
tinsel and biting remarks.
I went into Owens drawing room.
1t was early for her crowd. 1t was
only ten, and at ten they were rising
from the cigarettes and liquors that
followed dinner. to begin the even
lng's festivities.
Her butler announced my name. L
saw Win start suddenly, almost guilt
lily, lump back. Gwen was near him,
very near him. She turned to greet
me with superb ease and
well, here at last, dear little
angel of charity! Win has been tell
Ing me about your wash lady pro-
tege. So sweet of you to take an in