The Washington times., 1925-12-03

Every Man Is in Love With His Stem
Ographer-Or His StenOgrapher Is
in Love With Him" Says Student
of Human Nature.



CHE stood fluffing her hair
~ around her ears, as she watched
Mary Rose in the g So. She saw
with great satisfaction that she
was taking a check book from
the closet shelf where she kept
It.
"An right, Floss, I'll give you
the money this time. But you've
got to remember that It's the
last I'll ever give you. That
money in the bank is for sick
ness, or something like thet. Sup
pose we should lose our jobs"
Mary Rose said, starting down
stairs.
Yes, and suppose the end Of
the world should come" FlossIe
cal ed after her, insolently.
In a few minutes she followed
her downstairs to the breakfast
table.
''You wouldn't have to worry
about losing your job all the tame
e you had your boss 'vamped'
the way I have mine," she. re-
marked cheerfully, as she poured
most OF the pitcher OF cream into
her coffee. "If I were as crazy
about a man as you are about
John Manners, I'd take him away
from that Doris HING 50 fast
e would make his head swim!
Mrs. Middleton looked at her
youngest daughter reprovingly.
: ''Flossie, / don't like to hear
you talk ike that about the men
you work with" she said. "A
girl as young as you, should be
modest always"
Flossie didn't answer. Her
eyes were on the check, as Mary
Rose passed 1t across the table
TO her. She took it, without a
word, and stuffed 1t into the
pocket Of her white shirtwaist.
Endured Torture
An hour later F'lossie was going
through the fortunes Of a perma-
nent wave.
Dots It pull, naiss?'' the hair
dresser, a. kindly woman Ut un-
certsi In age and indubitable come
illness, asked her.
81 should worry II 1t pulls"
y1ossie answered. "I'd go through
hades to look nice!'
She closed her eyes and sat like
an idol for three hours while the
woman wound her soft corn
c0IOred hair on steel skewers,
wrapped them in oily nannels,
and then put the ''bakers'' on.
docs Il burn, miss?" she asked
again. when the electric bakers
were at their very hottest.
"A little" FIossle admitted. But
what do care? I'd go through
anything to have curly hair! How
long viii II stay curly.
For six months"
swell. then III have another
wave at the end Of six months.
the girl answered, gritting her
teeth. I'm going to start saving
Tor % now"
She watched with anxious eyes
while the woman unwrapped her
hair IT stood all over her head
In little tight corkscrews until IT
was combed out. Then it was In
a mass OF bright little ringlets all
over her head.
F1ossie was enchanted. "Oh!
Isn't IL beautiful she cried, with
eyes like stars and the smile If q
child. I'm just wild about it!''
It'll be even prettier In two Or
three weeks, when It's not so
6uzZy,' the hairdresser told her.
And II really Is a pretty wave. I
never saw a prettier one-or a
prettier girl"
Flattery
F1ossae smiled at the flattery.
She loved to be told she was
beautiful. OF course, she knew
1t herself. But it was nice to
hear it from other people. It
gave her a feeling of power in
herself!
She walked slong ChatfieId
street with its MONDAY crowds
on their way to and from lunch.
And suddenly among all he
strange faces she saw one that
she knew-John Manners!
A queer little smile slid across
F1ossie's face. ''Il. just show
Mary Rose a thing or two" she
thought. and the next minute she
had caught up With Manners as
he walked along in his swift,
smooth gait. She gave. his sleeve
q tug.
Hello, your she said to him,
as If he were one Of her greatest
friends. AS a matter of fact. she
had seldom said anything to him
before in her life except, How
d'you do. Mr.. Manners?"
He turned and spoke to her
cordially, although there was a
puzzled look in his eyes.
Flossie saw that look, and
laughed aloud. "You don't know
me with my hair all curly like
this, do you, Mr.. Manners?" she
asked. I've just been having