Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1929-03-11
Five Hundred Dollars.
7 r Adelaide had had practical mind,
Of course, it would never have hap

r r Adelaide had had q practical mind,
Of course, It would never have hap
pened. But as 1t was, when her
i hopeful little millinery shop died
a slow death and left her In a
strange town with $50 and wardrobe
trunk, she had no more idea what to
do than If she had suddenly been called
upon to carve the Black Hills me-
mortal. To make 1t worse she owed $500
to the Collins wholesale house, whose
officials wrote firmly that August was
the last date on which payment could
be accepted. And August l was one
week away.
Adelaide made face at the letter,
and frightened her cherry-blush lips.
How could Adelaide Lowell, to whom
even shorthand and typewriting were
inexplicable mysteries, and who fed
stray kittens her breakfast cream and
staked small boys to dog licenses
how under the blue heavens could Ade-
laide Lowell obtain $500 in one week?
We'll" said that young lady, un-
curling her taut little figure from the
one deep chair her room boosted,
something will have to turn up"
A long-legged French doll, dangling
by one leg from the lamp-cord, regard
ed her sympathetically above shock
and suppose" Adelaide further
remarked, that must go out and find
that something" She brushed the
wave back into her hair, tilted a pro-
vocative scarlet hat over her left eye
and Jared forth.
1t was mere chance, Of course, that
that same provocative hat should leave
Adelaides head at the first windy
corner, while she meditated on what
price the wardrobe trunk might bring
secondhand, and tumble across the
sun-flecked sidewalk until it came to a
precarious halt well out into the street.
Some man made foolhardy dash after
1t. captured it, and came triumphantly
up to Adelaide after the manner of
men. He was very tall, she saw in the
hurried moment of her appraisal, and
rather young, with an alert courtesy
that delighted her. She smiled at him
with an extra flicker of her lashes, and
observed that his answering smile light
ed darkly serious face. But he had
not the slightest resemblance to $500
Adelaide damned on the hat and de-
parted.
Doubtless 1t was chance, too, that
made Mile. Helene, telepathist extraor-
binary and otherwise known as Helene
10 Peterson, slip and wrench her ankle
a moment later and a half-block far
Their on-so near that Adelaide helped
her, protesting. into her own room and
into the one chair. While Adelaide ap-
piled bandages and icepacks, Mile. He
1ene sobbed
And only to think" she lamented
for the sixth time, that I've come all
the way from Grandview for a one
night engagement at the Guelick Club
and now at the last moment, with res
ervattons simply flowing in, I can't ap-
pearl" She collapsed into tears again
Adventure was leaping in Adelaide's
blood. THE worst of all is, they'll prob
ably think you're shamming" she said
comfortingly. Are there many reserva-
tons so faro"
There were nearly 300, at IS each
But 1t was not that which broke Mile
PeterSon's heart-it was the damage tc
her SO far spotless career She weep,
great splotchy circles on Adelaide's hes,
pillow at the thought
well" announced Adelaide when the
time was ripe, cts rather unusual, but
suppose might arrange to under.
third of the receipts? Since we are
both comparative strangers in town ]
think it is possible" She massaged the
swollen foot demurely.
So 1t was that while Mile. Helene
still in Adelaides gay little room, con.
graduated herself upon having en-.
countered member of her own pro.
fession, Adelaide herself was quiverinl
in an anteroom at the Guelick Clul
and wondering what she would do wher
the performance began. Her closes
acquaintance with telepathy-shedes o
the Yogi philoSopher8-had been culN