The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1925-09-01
GLORIA

furniture worn. But there were red
geraniums blooming in all the win
dows; and the house, somehow,
seemed a happy place.
II have the time Of my life on
brisk way. The laundry and mend
ing and cleaning are all out of the
way earlier in the week. So
Saturdays my day for baking end
marketing. - Don't you enjoy
going to market. Glory? I do"
She opened the oven door as she
spoke. A rich spicy odor filled the
sunlit kitchen.
Gloria stared at her. There were
pink spots in Lola's face. Her blue
eyes were alight. 1t was plain to be
seen that she really was having
the time Of her life" baking
cookies!
HNO enjoy going to market?"
I'D Glory repeated slowly. Are
IL you trying to kid me, Lola?
Why, I've never marketed In my
life and I never will so long as
the grocer has a telephonev'
Lola deftly emptied q painful Of
crisp, hot cookies onto a tea towel.
That's because you are new to
your job of keeping house." she
said. After awhile you'll become an
artist at planning, meals and keep
ing down expenses :"
Gloria jumped up from her chair.
This sort Of talk bored her.
Jimmy, it's o'clock! 1 must
60" she said. II have a new maid
coming. =. Maggie quit her job
last night after the party"
wait until I take these ginger
bread boys out Of the oven and
I'll go to the door with you," Lola
said. There was a troubled frown
on her face.
GLORY" she said, after a long
rause, I'm terribly sorry for 60
ing to pieces last night the way
did. D.. It's not that / mind hav-
ing said that think drinking par
ties are dreadful. 7 do think 1t! F.. E.
But I'm sorry 1 told you about Bill
and his drinking =. and his debts"
"Oh, l forgot about that as soon
as you'd said it," Glory answered.
Besides, everybody knows all about
Bill, anyway"
II know" Lola answered. But
I'm his wife and no matter
what he does, IFS my job to stand
up for him. And il do know that.
in the end, everything will come out
all right"
Lola" said Glory suddenly, "are
you ever sorry you married Bill?"
Sorry 1 married Bill?" Lola re-
peated in surprised tone. "Of
course not! Why, I'd rather be
poor and be Bills wife than e.
anything else on earthi"
Glory started at her. She saw
that Lola meant what she said.
Overworked and, neglected, she still
was happy in making a home for a
man who never was in it when there
was any other place to go. She was
a puzzle!
S Glory went up the street
al toward her own house she
IL noticed a girl all in rusty
black just ahead of her.
The girl turned in at the Greg
ory's front walk. Glory hurried to
catch up with her.
You must be the maid from the
employment agency. .... Ranghild
Swanson?'' she asked.
The girl turned and smiled. Glory
liked her instantly. She hated peo-
pie who weren't pleasant to look at.
This girl with her corn flower blue
eyes and corn-colored hair was.
Together they walked up the steps
Of the house.
Tell me what you can do" Glory
sad when they were IN the hall.
II can do any kind of Homework, -
Ranghild said simply. And I'm a
good. plain cook. And If you have
washing-machine I don't mind do
ing the laundry.
Glory considered. This sounded
too good to be true!
And how much would you want
for doing all that work." she asked.
Eighteen dollars a week" Rang
hild's voice was firm.
Eighteen dollars! Seventy-f1ve a
month! Glory wondered If Dick
could afford to pay Ranghild that
much money. ..... Oh, well, he'd
just have to pay 1t!
-. Other men could afford maids
for their wives. There was no reason
why Dick couldn't, too!
"All right" Glory said. Can you
start work tomorrow"
Ranghild nodded. She said she'd
be at the house in time to get break
fast ..... That was a blessing!
UT in the meantime there was
IHI the house to be cleaned up.
- AS soon as Ranghild had
gone. Glory took off her hat and fur
coat.
She hung them in the clothes
closet under the stairs. In the cor
ner of 1t stood the vacuum cleaner.
Glory took 1t out. She attached
it to a floor plug and ran it around