Americus times-recorder. [volume] (Americus, Ga.) 1891-current, 1925-09-18
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She sighed deeply 800. what {
struggle it was to earn enough
money to keep body and soul to
gether! And where was the joy Of
being alive, anyway.
Life stretched ahead of her like
a long dusty road, edged with shad
Ows. Nothing ahead but work, work
work..
And then suddenly something
leaped in Mays heart like a living
flame.
Coming straight toward her dow1
the sordid street was Ulysses For
gan! And suddenly life seemed very
worthwhile, and the world wonder
full place to be living in!
All this because a middle-agec
man had suddenly turned the cor.
ner of Windsor Avenue and was
coming toward her holding out hi:
hand in greeting. He was smiling
:. and May realized that she was
almost running toward him.
in her eagerness to speak to him.
They stood there, wordless, smil
ing, shaking hands vigorously fol
a full minute before either spoke.
Then May said breathlessly: "The
last time / saw you said I hoped
I'd never see you again -! I didnt
mean it,!
mop Ulysses asked, replacing
his hat, which he had swept off ir
greeting. "Are you sure you. didn't
mean it?"
May could only shake her heaG
and laugh like child that has beer
naughty and is glad to be forgiven
ave been working $3.50. you tolC
me l ought to go to work to support
myself, you know" she said after
a minute or two. "But l just LOST
my job this afternoon. After II
years of idleness my typewriting
hsnd has lost its cunnipo"
Ulysses looked at her closely
"You're thinner" he said after hi;
long scrutiny. "And too pale. Beer
shut in too much! Come and work
for me. I've nice sunny office,
and i'll make you take two hours
off every noon,t to get out inthe air
80. Will you start work for Mon
day morning?
May shook her head. "No thanks,
she said. ''you told me once upon
a time that | was a CRATER! And
I'm not going to prove it by 'graft.
ing" on you! Pm no good as g
stenographer now. I wouldn't hon
estly earn even tiny salary. .---
Goodby."
She held out her hand and Ulysses
took it in hard grip.
"But let me come to see you" ne
begged, and once more May shook
her head.
"No," she said. ard rather not
see you, somehow want to be
alone, away from everybody" And
with that she went.
Mays next position was in the ad-
vertising department of a large
store on Lamar street. Her work
there consisted mainly of address
ing envelopes.
Sometimes she addressed as many
as five hundred a day. But this
was not enough. A thousand day
was the number required, and at the
end of the second week May gave
up her job.
She rented a typewriter, took il
home, and for tire days practiceC
on it. But neither her speed MOI
her accuracy increased. 1t wa
hard to believe that only ten year
ago she had been first-ratea typis'
could turn out hundred letters
day.
Every night she read the "Hell
Wanted" ads carefully, but failed t.
see anything promising. She haC
very little money, and she lived OF
soda crackers and coffee for sever
al days.
Finally she made up her mind t.
take anything in the way of s jol
"Anything" proved to be filing ant
errand running in the Americas, Ga
office OF large eastern railroad.
She worked nine hours day, AM
! earned S14 week. On the frs
ASaturday, May tore open her enve