The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1921-05-03
THE DAILY
SHORT STORY
Yellow Deg. Stuff

D. poRA AMoLLAN.

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ming room for five years, had II
from d sffI whose employment an
tedated Sarahis by three years, and!
that gifi had itifrom some one else.
Mrs. Laden is a small woman,
With grey Ehair and gold.rimmed
Eyeglasses which she always re-.
moves when she has something 10
say SheS held them I'M her hand
for fully two minutes on the day
EthelsfynI Smith, announced her en-.
gagenaent.toi Michael DAILY, prevent
ed from making HERSELF heard by
the surprised EXCAVATIONS. occar
stoned By the size Of the solitaire
which biazed in its platinum set"
ting on Ethelwyn's left hand.
When, Mrs. Ludden at last did
aucca ned tfer thin, gentle voice spoke
the wGrdsiwhich have also become
4 Tradition, in the fiYe.dollar trim
ming roam. Sadie Carson had It
nom the Igirlsbetore her time, and
she. ditto: IRON, some one else, that
Upon a llke occasion Miss Ludden
always put the same question, II
hope you, are marrying for love,
Miss SmithR"
Ethslwyn Smith was a dark
hatred, dark-eyod beauty who be.
Iieyed in,emphaazing her own good
points. To this end she penciled
her black eyebrows, rouged her
pink aheesSs and powdered LIBERAL
il the whke skin Of her throat.
Ethelwyn's reply to Mrs. Ludden's
unery brought forth louder and
more startled "oh's" and "Ah's"
nom the group Of girls clustered
around herSand causedN that lady to
replace her eyeglasses with jerk.
mo- replied Ethelwyn. II don't
love. Michael DAILY, and what's
mofs, i don't believe in this love
stuff at ALI Most women get mar
he'd like they were. walking in their
Sleep. and when TREY wake up and
find out tie truth iabout what they
cot, they stick TO him like the man
that owns a yellow dog-and folks
cali that Ioyei He may be a NUT
an1snot good for nRlch, and his
ownSfs slsno#s. It, but SS.he, wont let
any one else say soy Ethelwyn
paus ID for. ,bEeath, thenscontipued:
stsh marrying with my eyes
OPEN Il Mike Daily IS, a structural iron
@orker, and he earns the most
thoh4p Of any man know, and
he, ltlhe hest spender and the best
lo6kef, ;and + wont ever have ito
Make any apologies for ,him--no
ysil9@ dog stuff FOR me!"' n
Tie girls listened wide eyed and
siopen mouthed. Mrs. Ludden's lips
were drawn into a straight line as
\ though she were in pain. but when
she opened them and removed her
eyeglasses 1t was only to call her
f6fce TO work.
ItSwas piece work in the trim.
ming department, and Mrs. Ludden
did not encourage conversation.
Ethelwyn only came III afternoons,
for she boosted ,"Pa wont take any
board from me and only work TO
earn my clothes" Ethelwyn's
4 clothes testified TO the fact that she
was a rapid worker, and the sparkle
of her engagement diamond that
afternoon seemed TO fill the room
with It's brilliancy and the heart Of
every girl with envy.
Michael Daily was all his fiancee
had claimed for him-a tall, power
fnlly built young man, with wlry
brown hair, which was In a con
tlnual state OF standing on end as
though protesting with horror al
the dangerous attitudes into which
It was daily borne. He was waiting
outside that night for Ethelwyn
and shook the hand OF each girl
heartily as che offered her congrat
tlations.
II is 10 be feared that the sight
Sot him did not lessen the envy
which the diamond had occasioned
Only Mrs. Ludden was free from It
for strangely enough she envied nc
one In this whole world as she hur
rfed home to a shrunken figure
watching from his chair by the
window for the big event Of his
day.
1t was q week later that Sadie
Carson burst into the trimming
room one morning all out Of breath
bringing some grewsome news: q
! saw It myself as l was coming By
that new building down 10 the cor
ner OF Jasper street. There was q
crash, and I looked and seen hin
lying there, all twisted up with {
great piece OF iron across his legs
and 1t was Mike DAILY. knew right
on, because his hair stood up Sc
straight-and a doctor came, ant
4 an ambulance came and took hin
( away"
even, pity him = IL he lives
That's ali got to say. EthelwyI
\ Sfnlth'Il chuck him over now like
like d yellow dog!" Jennie Sims
harsh voice broke the silence whicl
followed Sadie's spasmodic tale.
Jennie Sims, with her scrawn,
figure and sour disposition, wal
/ never a favorite. Now she wa
given the cold shoulder Will
words of pity for Mike DAILY AM
Z Ethelwyn were exchanged. Mrs
Ludden said nothing, but her lip
contracted in a straight line.
\ And that night she hastenet
\ home, even faster than usual, i
the helpless figure waiting In tn
armchair by the window as thougl
by an excess Of devotion In her own
case she could somehow make Vi
I for the lack OF It elsewhere.
y Mikes fall and It's consequence
became the chief topic OF CONVEX
satlon In the. fve.doilar trlmmin
DOM OF the Kareful:Fit Corset CON
bany. The newspaper account
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