Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1931-11-01
EIGHTEENTH INsTALLMENr.

JULIA asked Cathleen TO come and
have a smack" with her that
evening.
~ wen raid my ice box and
lounge around in the studio so
we can get acquainted" she said. "As
q cold-plate artist, I'm not so bad. The
number is 10, right around the corner,
uptown side. You'll find my name in
the entrance, three steps down. Julia
Craig. There's more of 1t, really, but
! am known as Julia Craig.
!. I'D Ike to come so much but I'm
working at The Nook, helping Ken
Halls mother" Cathleen said regret
fully. She liked Julia--wished she
might have her for friend.
said. you'll have finished by that
time. And I'll have chance to turn
out my copy"
Mrs. Hall was already busy putting
things in shape for the day when Cath
leen arrived at The Nook.
You honestly want to 60 on?" the
older woman asked, doubtfully.
"Of course do" There was no
doubling CathIeen's sincerity. '.I'll stay
until you find another girl. know you
need me. And meantime I'll look
around for something permanent"
You're dear to help me out" Mrs.
Hall patted Cathleen's shoulder approx
ingly.
Cathleen said.
ALI morning she was busy. "The ia
bleS have iAever looked so attractive. I"
Mrs. Hall said, surveying the scene Just
before the noon rush. mo use talking,
intelligence counts, even with pots and
pans" Cathleen glowed under the
praise. It was good omen. She must
try to make whatever she did worthy Of
praise.
Kenneth did not come In until after
2, when the crowd had dwindled. A
shadow passed over his face at the sight
of Cathleen. He did not stop to greet
her. He lounged over to the table set
apart for him in a corner Of the room.
Ken doesn't want me here" Cath
leen thought. "Ill have to find an
other place right away"
Mrs. Hall. coming in from the
kitchen, hurried to Kenneth's corner
for service, Strengthened his tie, which
had way Of seeming always awry.
A moment later, Cathleen heard an ex-
clamation of JOY and saw that Mrs.
Hall had her arms around her sons
neck.
He's told her about his story being
accepted" thought Cathleen.
Strange that he hadn't come straight
to her, Cathleen, with the news. A
hundred times Kenneth had said that
II ever he sold a story, she would be
the first to hear the good tidings.
That was to be part of the reward
for the help she gave him, the advice,
the criticism. the sympathy and un-
derstanding. Then there would be q
grand celebration. They'd 60 some
place, do something lavish. just to
show Lady Luck how appreciative they
were of her favor.
"Cathleen" Mrs. Han called, her
voice ringing with gladness. Come
here, dear. The most wonderful thing
has happened My boy Is appreciated
at last. He's had story accepted"
Cathleen came to the table and
reached her hand across 1t In quick,
congratulatory gesture that cam e
straight from her heart.
Ken" she said, I'm so gladl ]
knew it had TO come"
Kenneth pretended q nonchaIance
Cathleen knew he did not feel.
1T was coming to me, Of course, =
he said, but It's pretty hard to wait
and to keep plugging while you walt. /"
IT'S the one you wrote with The
Observer in mind, isn't it? 7, met
Julia this morning and she told me"
eyes" he said, and leaned back to
blow smoke rings at the ceiling. That's
the joke. It's by far the poorest
piece of work I've done"
Cathleen gave Kenneth searching
glance. He had worked on that story
for weeks. They had argued, all but
fought, over q dozen points In 1t. On
the most important of these points. the
very crux of the story, in fact, he had
reluctantly accepted her opinion. In
the end, both had agreed that the story
was the best Of his heterogeneous col
lection
voiced protest In her eyes. No. he was