The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-01-16
(Continued from saturday)

 l Well" Julia V ould concede toler- ntly. She very speedily learned not | dispute these vigorous resolutions Miss Toland always forgot them be- fore morning; she would not have 1 considered them seriously in any case We are the laugh1ng-stock of the city" she would frequently say with | bitterness, upon being informed that more thip.o1es were needed, or that 1 the girls hated to sew on the ugly gray g1nghams. But sometimes Julia found her giving. out candy and five-cent pieces, without regard for the girls merits and achievements, for the mere pleasure of hearing their thanks. Or sometimes when for any reason the attendance upon the sewing classes was poor, Miss Toland bought herself a new blank book, dated it ffercely, and proceeded to ransack the neighbourhood for children in a house. toulouse canvass. Julia and she would take a car in Mission Street, eat their dinner at the Colonial dim ing-room, where all sorts of whole some dairy dishes were consumed by hungry hundreds every night, and where a white-clad man turned bat ter cakes in the window.
 'aTheY do that everywhere in New York said Miss Toland, thereby New York?'' asked the older woman.
 i've never seen it!'' Julia breathed.
 Well, some day we'll go on-study methods there. Springs the time, |" Gd1SlI1R SOlu-r11110Su eyeglasses to study the grimy and spotted menu. Spring afternoons on the Avenue, or driving in the Park it's quite wonderful! l see they have chicken pie specially starred, thirty five cents; shall we try that?'
 But we don't do the slightest good this way Miss Toland sometimes said with asperfty. ''We merely next time, we will make it an abso- lute condition that every child has a bath before coming, and wears clean clothes!"
 But we made that condition this time, and it didn't do any good.''
 Very well. Next time"-f1ushed at the merest hint of opposition, Miss Poland would speak with annoyance had bath will go straight into that tub, I don't care if the performance doesn't begin until midnight!'
 After the meal the canvassing be- ing, while Julia stared about the small, stuffy interiors, and smiled at the babies and old women. Miss Poland jotted down in her book all the and only stopped in her quest when the hour and the darkened houses re- minded her that the evening was fly ing.
 evening for two weeks; it would end as suddenly as it began, and Miss Poland enter upon lazy and luxur- ious phase. She would spend whole mornings and even afternoons in bed reading and dozing, and fresh from a hot bath at four o'clock, would sum- mon her assistant and make a sug- gestion or two.
 Julia, suppose we go down to the Palace for tea?''
 Julia, standing gravely in the door way, considered.
 ''The girl won't be gone for another
 
 '"The - Oh. the girls. to be sure. Of course. Who else is there, Julia ?''
 Miss Parker and Miss Chetwynde. And Mrs. Forbes Foster was here for a little while.''
 Miss Poland, drawing on silk stock ings, would make grimace:
 What did you tell them ?"
 Sick headache"
 "Oh, yes, quite rtghti We'll, get through out there, and we'll, go some where."
 The assistant, about to depart, would hesitate:
 and a white waist, Miss Toland."
 And quite good enough! No one will notice us.''
 Perhaps truly no one noticed the eagerly talking, middle-aged woman and her pretty and serious little com panion, as they sat in quiet corner of the big gri!l-room, eating their dinner, but Julia noticed everything, and even while she answered Miss Poland politely, her eyes were nov ing constantly to and fro. She watched the cellarer, in his leather apron the we1l-dressed, catering men and women who came and went; she drank in the warm, perfumed air as if it were the elixir. of life The music enchanted her, the big room with it's lofty ceiling, it's clustered lights and flowers, swarn in glorious blur before her.