Evening star., 1926-06-13

TILEEN ana her dear friend. Lily
l. McAuliffe, were determined or
two things: First, that they
IL would never marry until they
met the ideal. Second, that
they must in every situation beal
themselves as BELTS true women OF
the world.
Eileen was the stronger spirit OF
the two. Lily was apt to get fearfully
excited by a movie, or the prospect OF
a party, or little things like that. She
was not at all certain, either, just
what her ideal was. But Eileen knew
hers. He was very tall, well past his
first youth, say 80 to 40 because Kids
are so sappy). with mysterious eyes, a
low and thrilling voice, a small black
mustache and coal-black hair, and the
general mien of having loved and SUI
fered. Eileen intended to console nm
and make up to him for his past and
convince him that ConStancy in WON
an is not yet dead. With the ideal so
clearly in mind, she did not observe
with any interest the advances which
various youths in the office had made
in her direction. To tell the truth, she
was terribly shy of boys and didn't
know what to say to them or how to
say it.
Naturally. being women of the
world, the two girls were bored by the
idea of listening to the Friday speaker,
but they had to go, for the office had
made it a rule that employees must
attend. They were not going to the
trouble and expense of getting in
prominent and alleged-prominent Won
en- to talk to their girls on Friday after
noon and not have all the girls pres
ent to hear these talks. The speaker
for this special Friday was stout, and
dressed in shining black velvet. with
Jade earrings. AT first Eileen merely
looked at her-then she began TO
listen. The words ran something like
this. though in cold type it loses the
charm of the stout lady'S resonant
contralto speaking voice.
THE woman or man who tries to
live sane, well balanced laife" that
was the way she chanted the helpless
word 'life'D without the assistance Of
a we'll thought out budget cannot sue
ceed. Cannot. l say, because each one
of us needs a sound economic system
as much as we need sound mind or
a sound body, to make of laife the bee
youthful, serene progress which II
should be- If we do not know how we
are apportioning our incomes, dear
girls, how do we know whether we are
making the most of it? Money earned
by daily labor comes too hard to be
lightly thrown away hither and
thither'' c'She said an earful then,
murmured Lily to Eileen at this juno
ture) "to be spent without exact
knowelge that every penny is giving
the richness of true value to our
laives."
THE contralto voice went on and on,
but so far as Eileen was concerned
she might have stopped then and
there. In business parlance, the idea
was sold to Eileen, and sold hard.
From then on she meant to budget,
and to budget thoroughly.
So on the way home she bought her
self cheap little blank book.
But how to commence? She might
open her pocketbook and count her
money and write down coldly, Cash
on hand" but this did not seem suffi-
ctently impressive. If this budget was
the first step toward richer values of
life, it ought TO begin with a more
comprehensive statement of Eileen
and her self and her aims and desires
than could be contained in mere Cash
on hand" Why not make little per-
sonal inventory, look herself over, ap
praise herself?
Her pen flew: Eileen Powers, age
1872 years; height, five feet four:
weight, ia. (She paused here and
rose and thoughtfully considered her
figure in the mirror Thank Heaven
she didn't have Lily McAuliffe's hipsD
What next? Ah-CompleXion. me-
dium brunette. very good; eyes, hazel
and large, without squint or cross;
teeth, small and white and even; hair,
brown. with a natural wave.
General appearance. After some
thought, she wrote firmly: Above the
average without Dragging. Then fol-