The Idaho recorder. [volume] (Salmon City, Idaho) 1886-1927, 1922-07-21
HAPPINESS
BY MILDRED WHITE

Ihe"dosia came TO sit on the arm of
ner husbands chair. he was new
husband and he smiled indulgently.
| where today, pretty one?" he asked.
| am not quite sure" she answered
oouDtfuliy; my old adventurous spirit
| caiis, and one does not know whore
that may lead Perhaps it is lust that
l am so happy, that | feel the desire
10 pass some Of my happiness on"
Inc husband tenderly regarded the
eager face.
| Dosle stopped to kiss him. Good
bye, dear Chum," she said.
AS she reached the business sectIon
OF the city, the young disciple of happi-
ness decided to comfort herself with
cooilng glass of soda. And the soda
grass touching Dosie's fingers stickily.
she went into the wash room of the
! department store basement to clean
lheni- IL was when she reached for q
paper towel that she realized the
place was devoted to employees ONLY.
Never mind" remarked a pretty
girl, powdering her face at the glass,
you are welcome" She continued
her conversation with companion,
engaged in the same renovating pur-
pose.
Yes" she went on, ats q swell
stone, an he giv'it to me, an we're
going to the show tonight an he
has swell car, an"
| Oh. come out of it, Rosie" the
friend pleasantly remarked. Leaving
the room, the two glanced back to
where a silent figure sat aloof.
The millionaire lady has her usual
crouch on Rosie said mocklngly.
| Abruptly the dark-haired girl arose,
coming to battle her hot forehead In
the basin next to where Dosie stood.
Its very warm day" DOsie said
invitingly; her overture was silently
received.
"And-you are tired" she added In
impulsive sympathy.
Il have my work to do" the girl an.
swered evenly, like the Others"
But you look different, some way"
Dosie was thinking aloud "More-un-
used to it,"
The girl Strengthened her hair and
smiled. 1t was a weary smile.
Il am-different, I am afraid-they
leave me quite alone"
"Please,' said Dosie, may not see
you again? Could you take lunch
with me today-some place"
The girls dark eyes finished their
study.
Thank you" she agreed: ''if you
will allow me to pay for that lunch
con- l am wage Garner, you know
and not in want"
II understand" Dosie said. AT the
Brown Tea Room. then, at 1877"
The name millionaire Lady" oc-
CURED to her when the girl from
Bromley's quietly slipped into the seat
reserved at the Brown Tea Room.
Dosie placed her calling card upon
the table; the girl smiled.
THANK you" she said, your name
is known to me, through patronage. I
work in Bromley's under an assumed
name. 1 came here when my father
died. Before that had happy home
of my own. That Is why all this is
strange to me-"
Dosie leaned forward, earnestly she
spoke her own reason for wishing to
make another happy.
And So" Constance Wilmot ended
her story, 81 could have borne bravely
any sorrow save that of disgrace. But
to think that my father, the trusted
adviser of many, had ruined by false
investments those who trusted him
that suffered in like manner mattered
least The man who loved me was
most deceived. I could not face him !;
I came away. finding employment I'M
der an assumed name. / think John
Calver will not learn of me here, and
In time will love some one worthy.
NV little home town Of Wllmot was
named for our family long ago"
Dosie arose, the girl holding her
hand between her own.
"You will come to visit me soon, as
you promise, Constance" she re-
minded.
Have you any happiness left TO be-
stow upon your nusDanu! lhat !ouhs
man asked at evening. Dosie sat on
the arm OF his chair.
1--WE must drive to Wilmot village
this evening" she told him. Il want
to see a Mr. John Calver, who is TO
be invited to our house for an eve
ming. while Constance Wilmot OF
Bromley's is with us as our guest. It's
funny" added Dosie, "how happiness
Is bound to spread"