New Britain herald., 1929-07-25

like a frivolous young thing when you're hunting"
 So Molly put on blue crepe de chine ensemble and a little dark hat. And Rita wore a black dress. with a hat of lipstick red. It didn't make any difference what Rita wore. She always looked conspicu- ous. She never used makeup, but her mouth was red as blood. And her skin was the natural olive that half the girls in college strove to acquire with a new kind of face | powder.
 When she was with Rita, Molly seemed very young and sweet and fragile. She thought herself that she looked countrified, and attempt ed sophistication with plenty Of rouge and lipstick
 Wipe it off," commanded Rita You look like nice child mas querading as a chorus girl. It's a good idea to look intelligent when ; 'o' tN iSiiS to Stll Soul ocll io- l a salary"
 So Molly obediently toned down her mouth, and rubbed her cheeks with her handkerchief
 On the train they outlined their plans. Rita was going to look for work in a department store.
 I'd like to sell" she said, "an1 l think I'd be pretty good at it. In | the sports shop of big store, per- | maps. I've a natural flair for clothes, and I like to see girls wear the right thing.
 You knew I'm going to law school this winter. didn't you? I can go nights. And ill three years I'll be practicing law with Bob. I'd like to specialize on legal work for women. I should think women would rather bring their problems to another woman than to a man." "Oh, mo-" Molly interrupted. 'T don't think so, Rita. Women go to lawyers for sympathy pretty much. There's no kick in getting consola-
 
 rather enlist the commiseration Of big strong man.
 Rita turned to her newspaper. But ! Molly was too excited to read. Her own folded paper lay across her knees. She turned toward the win | dow, and began to compose little | speeches. How do you do. My name is Molly Burnham. I'm look Ing for a position. No, I haven't had very much experience. - (She felt they would ask her thaD That is, not metropolitan experience. l was editor-in chief Of our college paper. And I had a verse published POETRY" She felt Tn her purse. Yes, the clipping was there. Probably some editor would like to see it.
 Molly was going to look for work in a newspaper office. She was a bit vague about the best way of | offering her services. It sounded awfully conceited to say she would | i'HE to "ii'' 'ullOlldlS. bCCdu use everybody who wrote editorials, she supposed. was old and had a beard, It would be loads of fun to write about the theaters. But probably you didn't get to be q dramatic critic right away. One thing she wouldn't do-and that was society. She didn't particu- larly care for women's clubs either. But probably it would be just as well to do almost anything, just to get started. Maybe she'd better not turn down women's clubs after all.
 Rita laid down her paper.
 'Where are you going first 2" she asked
 Molly opened her bag and pro- duced sheet Of purple stationery.
 I've copied the newspaper ad- dresses from the telephone book. ' she said. You know the family's going to have an absolute fit when | they know l have a position. And l think it would appease them if l got on an intellectual paper so mean to try the dignified ones first, Maybe tbey won't take me though, so I've copied every ad- dress in the directory. Where are you going?'
 Rita mentioned store we'll