The Washington times., 1924-04-23

this time with a shaking, indig-
nant impatience: ut wasn't I! I
told her that"
well, I won't argue with you
now, Miss Bryce. I'm very anx-
ious to believe that you didn't do
it. Your work in other branches
has been very satisfactory"
Then Chiclkie said, foolishIy:
"Miss Alberta doesn't like me.
Why should / be accused?
why shouldn't she like you?
You aren't childish enough to sup
pose that there IL anything per.
sonal in this. Not at all, Miss
Bryce. should merely like to
say a few words to the girl who Is
responsible. A fault acknowledged
10 q, fault atoned wish you
would come in tomorrow and see
me-"
e When Chickie went to her room,
Myrtle was there. Seeing Chickie
white-lipped and with hot eyes,
she said: ooh, what's the use
worrying, Bryce? You take every
thing too much to heart, Ever
been to boarding SCHOOL,"
mo"
I'm used to this small stuff
love a tempest in a teapot. Us
women, you know, when we all
get together. Come in-you're
rich-let's drown our sorrows In
a soda. Who are you that you
shouldn't be called-?"
ChiclSie refused the comfort.
The next day she didn't 60 to
see Miss Simonds.
And gradually a feeling that
she had made the drawing grew.
Phyllis said to her nervously:
I'D do something If I were you.
You may not get your cap If it
isn't cleared
Chickie answered.: "Yes-Ill get
the cap-that's ridiculous"
But she went to the phone
and called Jonathan. How were
they? Oh, no-she didn't have
time to run out for dinner. Mary
left some fancy handkerchief for
her? Stunning! Then she said:
Send Wilde down here, will you.
I've time for a walk"
shall tell him to trot along
Twenty-second and read the sign
on the lamp post"
Tile can find the way-he's
been here enough"
A chuckling roar-"all right,
Chickie girl-invite him-here he
is. Go ahead now-you have
your party"
Chickie said: wilde! Hello,
dog" Then she made a long,
twittering sound with her lips.
Again and again-barking Shrill,
short cries: Wilde was In a
very rage of excitement. ChicI<ie
laughed. "Open the door, Jona-
than-he'll get here!"
She went out and waited.
And in a few moments. Wilde,
foaming at the mouth, half crazy
with delight, bounded against
her.
She caught his neck roughly.
She said. only half laughing:
Hello, dog-what do you thing
| may not get my cap. Wen,
it's true"
She walked along swiftly. OF
course. she'd get It. She was
bound to have 1t.
Suddenly she stopped. She was
remembering Martha Blake's
words: Walk 'bravely in your
own thought of yourself. Be
your highest self, with such per.
sistent faith that the talk Of
you will falter and grow dumb
before the serene, conflicting
presence of you"
She was afraid to do this
afraid Of the slightest reprirnand.
Why? Myrtle didn't care
other girls shook off their trou-
bles. She brooded on hers.
Because she had this thing to
hide; because she feared that
any question might suddenly un-
cover what had been and
there would be real cause then
for her dismissal.
She was a coward in her heart,
She was letting the past whip
her and the thoughts Of Others
even in trifling thing like this,
She kept raising her head
higher-higher. No-she'd not
go on like this-sneaking away.
Shed walk right into the office
once and for all meet things
The next day she did this.
Miss Simonds looked up and
smiled: I'm glad you've come,
Miss Bryce
Chickle said in a low, hoarse
tone: "Do you believe that I
made that drawing. Miss ST.
monds?"
Ibid you make it, Miss
Bryce?"
MOI did not"
"I believe what you say. I
have great faith in you-great
faith in YOU"
Chickie was overcome. She gave
that uncertain, tremulous laugh:
"Oh. raalIv7 I'm tn get NV can -"