Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1922-06-01
Imogene's
Diary
By CLARA DELAFIELD


Copyright. isaa Western Newspaper Unio'
March 10. Well. I've took the jot
They don't pay no more than 80 pei
but there's some class TO II. believe me
Clara. Not that I think much o
MRS. Symes and that stuck-up. snoop
Ing daughter OF hers, but Mr.. Symes Il
q peach. He give NE a frown las
night that made my heart 90 pitte
patter, just because I spild the ic'
cream over Mrs. DIS new dress. May
| Bs III stay the weak out but l dom
no yet.
March 20. I told her today strait
gottS have Q feather bed and alarm
clock II she wants me to get up In
time to wash the breakfast things.
They're the LATEST hulks l ever SCI
In this family. She actually asked me
II couldn't get up In sime to cook
the breakfast II she lent me . dress
Ing gown but she soon see WASN'T
to be put upon.
Daisy this morning when he ougfRa
have been at bizness. l don't like his
looks much. l got my eye on him.
March p. l give notice this morning
on account of Mrs. d coming into
the kitchen ,and telling me she don't
burn gas when there amt no cooking.
but guess I'll stay a little lenger.
I'm to have the use of the car three
times a week and I've gotta riz to
sixty for faithful servis. That's me.
Clara.
That fellow was hear again last
mite, sitting in the parlor with Miss
Daisy with only one electric light
burning. I call 1t scandalous and Mrs.
Hudson who has the apartment below
quite agrees with me.
March % Tie D cur broke down
when we was In the country and I had
to walk half a mile to catch the
trolley. The chaffoor, Mr.. Winks. was
fresh. The chaffoor put his arm
round me. I'd have screamed only
there was a house pear by and was
afraid the folks would here
give notice as soon as got home
but Mrs. D says If I'll stay she'll
raise me to seventy-flve and she never
had a girl she liked so well before.
rye decided to stay. The DIS are a
nice family. all except Miss Daisy and
her fellow. Mr.. DIS got thick black
lashes and looks as If he'd murder
you If you say a word to him.
March q. Well. It's all through
and I'm going tomorrow. It's all about
Miss Daisy and her BIO. told Mrs.
Hudson they was sitting up together
I'LL past midnite last mite and she
says. "Clara, wy don't you do some
hing about It" SO I spoke to them
.onite and said wasn't used to such
yoings on and I come Of decent folks
md eleven o'clock was quite late
enough for any young fellow who was
honest and ment bizness.
Mr.. Page-that's her bo's name
smiled a kinda bitter smile and sed
n that case he'd 60. Miss Daisy was
lutte nasty about it and had to
nut her In her place. When that fell
ow had gone Mrs. D come into my
course I'd told her I was
yoing the first thing in the morning.
She said she'd always liked me and If
d stay she'd raise me to eighty per
md let me have the car and pay for
ne to take lessons In chaffooring, and
could have every afternoon and eve
ing off. SO I sed I'd think 1t over.
Tow I dunno what to do. Amt 1t
lard on a lady when she's alone ip
he world with no one to advise her1
Anyway I told her I'd think It over,
md she went out quick because she
leard Mr.. d coming back. March "A.
zen o'clock and I'll have to be getting |
ID soon.A It's queer Mr.. ID hasn't gone
o bizness this morning. From where
lay / can here him walking up and
Iown In his room, muttering. ] guess
here's been some family quarrel sover
hat Page fellow.
I'VE decided not to- stay after tonor-
ON. So I'm going to tell Mrs. D she
an get a new girl tomorrow. Wild
orses wouldn't keep me hear now.
March "a (continued). It's terrible,
errible. I don't no what to- DO. Inn
red and my hearts broke and shall
o softly all my days. I can't write
own the awful thing that's happened.
When I, Ment into the Kitchen, Mrs. d
vas there washing 9p the dishes and
tole her I'd decided to 60 and she
aid. ais that 50, Clara n That net.
led nae and ! said, yes that's So
Imslia," and she weht out and called |
Ar. b who'd been pacing up and down
lke,a lion all the morning. he come
d and-I don't no what happened but
e sprung at me like d tiger and the
Irst think. / new was iying On the
itchen A6or with punch In the L
nd he was gone to bizuess, and be
I'd II he fOun me hear when he come
ack, he'd. kill me- And Mrs. DIS
urned against me and won't let me
tay, and I'm packing, and got to
BOX for another place. That's the re-
lard Of faithful service.
/ don't mind the worlds ingratitude,
ut Mr.. DIS the lovellest man In the
rorid, and he'll never. no how tender
! I could have loved and cared for
i'm.
All we'll, such is life. She says !
an have the alarm clock.
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