Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1929-07-29
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Charlotte Ch~atterton, whose nick
name is Chatty, is a born gossip.
She loses her job in Mrs. May
berry's millinery store because she
talks too much, and Mrs. Mayberry
discharges her without paying her
her weeks salary Of eighteen dol
lars.
Chatty does not mind being fired,
because she is tired Of the store,
where she never has a chance to
meet any men and have a sweet
heart as other girls do. But she
makes up her mind to get the eieh-
teen dollars, so greatly needed at
home, where she lives with her
widowed mother. a dressmaker, and
her young brother, Pud.
A few minutes after she gets
home, soaked to her skin, Mrs.
Chatterton's only wealthy customer,
Mrs. Van Mugs, arrives for a fit
ting. The two women were once
neighbors. and they are still
friends, despite the fact that one
is rich and the other very poor.
When Mrs. Chatterton finishes
the dress she is making over for
Mrs. Van Mugs, Chatty takes it to
her in time for Easter Sunday,
which is the next day. She asks
Mrs. Van Mugs If she will ask her
husband to give her some kind OF
small position in his big bond house
down town, and Mrs. Van Nuy,
promises that she will. Then she
excuses herself, saying she must
dress to welcome some Of the younc
bond statesmen whom her HUSBAND
has invited to the house for a din.
ner that night.
Outside it is raining hard, and i.
getting dark. Three cars are park.
ed in the driveway already, and a.
Chatty comes down the steps of the
big house another turns in. In il
is a young red-headed man whom
Chatty has noticed before from tbs
window Of Mrs. Mayberry's millinery
shop.
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CHATTER III
There was no doubt about it. The
~red-headed man who was getting
out Of his roadster was the same
red-headed man who had bought
flowers for his girl in Tallman's
shop that very morning.
He was wearing the same black
oilskin "slicker" that he had worn
that morning. And as he went
across the wet lawn towards the
Van Mugs house, the wind blew it
back from his tall, broad, young
Inquire, and Chatty saw the CLEAN
OF a white evening shirt under it.
He must be one of the men Mr..
Van is having in for dinner" Chat
ty said to herself. He must be
one of the bond statesmen who work
Tor him doWntown-where I'm 60
ing to work, toe! And I'll meet
mimi" Her spipits went sailing up
like a kite.
She stood, smiling to herself in
the dusk near the tall
hedge that ran along the driveway.
n watched him run up the steps
and ring the bell.
She did not move until the front
door was opened, letting a broad
shaft Of light out into the dusk
n he vanished behind it.
Even then she stayed where h
was a second or two longer. looking
up at the house where the lamrS
within made golden obloncs out of
all the windows. Behind those win
COWS the red-headed man was slim
ping out Of his oilskin coat bv this
time, and shaking hands with Mr.
Van, no doubt.
Its only half past six" Chattv
looked down at the cheap little Sill
yer watch she wore On her wrist
she could just make out the time IN
the dimness.
BY nine the dinner and tho
smoker" would be over probable
Then in all likelihood the red-heaG-
cd man would jump into his omen
car and speed to his girls house fl
spend the rest of the evening with
her. 80"
She would be wearing the flowers
ne had bought for her, of course
and she would smile I'D into his