News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1921-02-23
PART III.
Maids Adventure.

ilng succession Of Jobs secured "on
Der looks" and lost because she
wouldn't, lead her up to the crowded
portal Of despair aad The long-drawn-
out surrender; then snatch her sudden
ly back from deStluttion, feed her
give her the sole freedom for a night
Of Mr.. Robert Hervey RanCo'ph's'com
Portable apartment and--what will she
do? The answer is easy. She will
find the bath and turn on the hot
water.
That was the very fist ming Il at
Miss Imogene Pamela Thorn on did
AFTER she had finished spying from the
window on the movements Of what
she supposed was Mr.. Randolph aud
what, in reality, was Mr.. fsrrick
OReilly in Mr. Randolphs' best top
hat best suit Of evening c'o|>e. and
overcoat, best gray Tx muif'rr, price
twenty-five dollars. md best petedt-
leather Shoes-the st very light
fit which made the yevainped gentle
mems gait cross between til at Of a
chicken on a hot s:ove and DIT TX
on his re uCtant way nome.
Even the unsuspecring Mss Glorn-
ton was puzzled by that Lal''cg loco
motion in connection with t-hat sne
knew Of Mr.. Randolph, but she ADDED
1t. two and two, with the nys' erous
twenty mnIlss spent by that gentle
WA LEX, Ia, fhA ~
the cab, apparently to settle differ
ence in ideas as to the value OF
waiting Taxi, and decided that poor
MIR. Randolph mast have issued from
the interview in semi-crippled state
She herself was too excited to let
pity altogether absorb her. Without
waiting for either the tortured way.
fsrer or the taxi to get quite out OF
sight, she dropped the window curtain
and turned to possess herself Of her
world of comfort for night. A
starved instinct led her straight to
the luxuriously appointed bathroom.
AS previously intimated, she turned
on the hot water and clasped her
hands ecstatically as she watched its
crystalline surge and imagined she
could smell the opalescent steam.
But not for long was she inactive.
Having surrendered to circumstance
to the extent Of promising to stay in
The fiat until ten the following morn
ing, she decided to do the job whole
heartedy, for Imogene Pamela was
one of those lucky and fated young
who can never give themselves
~ halves, If happiness so much as
showed it's nose. 1t was her nature to
ackle bindly for its waist and go
o the mat for the immediate present.
Consequently, let not her modesty
re misindged when it Is e'ated that.
n the short time it took TO I'll Ine
'ath, she accomplished the following:
Rooted out Mr.. Rundolph's best silk
"a jamas. found lis softest bathrobe,
He'd hot-water bottle and slipped it
ar down between the too cold linen
heets of his big bed. Continuing at
his rate of achievement. ii may be
that In ten minutes more the
Dung lady, having bathe6, was curied
p and sound asleep. Not on your |
fe!
Item: II took her twenty-One min !
ties by the clock to scrub out the |,
lemory of the scabby zinc bathtubs !
f many years. Item: Twenty more |
Iinutes To wash her hair. item:
-alf an hour more to scrub her UNDER
ear and stockings. Assorted items: |
arious pauses during which she |
looked at herself in a full |
myth mirror of such pure rejecting 1
1alities as had not crossed her path !
nee England was q pup, After that, |
long, enhancing item, called dry /
e her hair" 4
Did you blame her, three lines back !
your heart for her frequent inspec- |
Ons Of self in the mirror? If you 1
Id, look at her now! Mr.. RandOlph's. /!
lthrObe is billowed at her waist and |
ed tight to keep it from trailing on
ie floor; for almost like reason, 1
s sleeves are rolled up above her /
bows. 1t is open in V at the neck,
lowing the adolescent curve. of a
rginal but much excited bosom.
With woolly towel in both hands,
,e plants herself before the staid old |
0king-glass and gives it such treat
; It has never before savored in its /
years of service to the RAN
; Ph FAMILY. Rub, rub, rub with the
wei Her cheeks grow pink and
mixer, her eyes round and rounder.
hey tw,nkle and smile, and once,
hen she made a little face at her
II, thly laughed out loud. Her hair
ow y wakes from its stringy damp
-ss ultil It, too, bursts into a sort of
gnt and curly merriment. Pamela
utfs ont her cheeks and blows at its
election.
When all the rubbing is done, even
} the last ritelwhere they divide the
-agrant flood into two waves failing |
yer the bosom and merclless'y head
be damp ends between folds of the
vest bit of the towel, she drops that
nplemeat and runs into the big loom
here the dying open fire biinks It's /
al ,,-o q % tbourh n bod boap wa itinU