New Britain herald., 1929-07-25

known for its sport shop. z. And, after that" she said. "I'l make the rounds. You're so sure of yourself, Molly, it's funny. That's because you've never looked for a job before. I've worked every va cation since I've been in college, and I know what it is to plug around from one place to another. I've done it when I was hungry, and the soles of my shoes were thin as paper. l remember one Christmas oh, well. ."
 But I'm not sure of myself. I'm scared to death," protested Molly. And she began again, silently, to practice her little introductory speeches.
 Then Rita interrupted again. What are you using these days for money, dear?"
 "Oh, l borrowed a hundred for the party" explained Molly, and I've some left. l haven't any idea how long It takes to settle an estate, or how long it will be be- fore l get my s1O,OO0. I'll have to be careful until l hear something definite from Dad. By the way, l wired the family that l was going to stay east for a while, and I'd write after I was established' Would you like to take a room with me-"
 Rita shrugged. T guess you for get that I'm d married woman."
 But l thought Bob didn't want to announce your marriage"
 He doesn't. But he wants me to live with him just the same"
 "Oh." Molly was silent for a few minute. .. You know Rita, think that's sort of horrid."
 Ritas red mouth twisted wryly and she did not answer.
 Suppose We meet for tea" she suggested. q suppose you're hav- ing dinner with Jack?"
 Molly nodded.
 They parted at the station.
 And at ten o'clock Molly began the conquest of Newspaper Row.
 At two she was unutterably weary. She remembered that she had had no lunch, and stopped at a restaurant for a cup of coffee. When she had' finished it, she placed her sheet of purple sta tionery on the counter and checked nf 10 of cb IaI en. Seven times in four hours she had been told courteously, but firmly, that she was not wanted.
 There were various reasons. They usually suggested that she come back when she had had lit tie experience.
 But where am I going to get experience" she had asked, a trlfle wildly.
 That was at the seventh place. And the editor had shrugged, and smiled kindly, and said he was really very sorry. Most of them said they weren't taking on any one just now. Later, perhaps"
 Two more places" she reflected. And then it will be all over"
 She wondered what girls did when they didn't have any money. or any home.
 At the eighth place an office boy told her the city editor was at l lunch.
 And if you're looking for a job, = | he volunteered, ''it won't do you any good to wait, because he's 1 turned down about 50 college girls | already"
 What made you think I'm a CO., 1 lege girl? ?" she asked.
 The boy grinned.
 "Oh you college girls don't do nothin' but look for jobs in June . | he told her. There's been regu- lar procession of girls, ever since the schools closed" She sighed, and took the elevator to the street floor. The last place was across the street The city room was big and dirty, and full of smoke. Men sat in their shirt sleeves smoking pipes. Some of them were pounding type writers. There were others sitting about a huge table, writing with Liz fat pencils. They all looked