Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1931-09-03

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at the bookstore; the costume jewelry
everybody was wearing he'd bought her
because other people were wearing It;
the conventional boxes Of roses and
corsages of orchids he'd sent auto
matically when anything was forward.
Pierson gave her thought and time
instead. He took her TO odd quaint
tearooms instead of fashionable res
t~aurants. She was a mercenary wretch
she knew it-not to prefer tearooms
and thoughtful love. 1t was a pity
it must be dreadfully hard on Pier
sons pride-that. as he was always
saying quite frankly, he had only a
second officers pay. Just when he was
counting it must be terribly hard. Rosa
lie tried to make him feel it as little
as she could.
What about that radio business?"
asked Arthur one day. 1t was spring.
RoSalie was engaged to PierSon now,
in the sight of God and the congrega-
ton. Pierson had just gone home from
an evening before the fire with Rosalie
and Arthur and Kit had come in from
their eternal bridge.
Rosalie looked at Arthur vaguely.
She couldn't think what he meant for
a moment, then it came to her.
"Oh, Person, you mean? Why, I
don't know. He's never said"
A friend had given Pierson seats to
the opera matinee the next afternoon
and he was taking Rosalie. Tickets
where you heard the music best, in the
top gallery, as he pointed out.
He gave Rosalie her chance to in
quire about the new job by saying: II
was working things out this morning,
and I'm sure we can afford a aso
ticket to the opera next year. I've
been inquiring. l can get the very best
seats, the ones in the exact middle"
He gestured to the seats OF a line with
fat, dark foreigners. "Of course, I'll
be off with the Prince Varonof part
, of the opera season, but we can always
sell them or you can entertain with
them"
He smiled at her with that express
sion of absolute devotion, faith, and
being a doormat, which she had learned
to know.
But, Person she said, "if you take
that job with the radio people, we can
afford lots more things than that,
can't we?"
What job?"
Arthur said you had a wonderful
offer of a job with some radio manu-
featuring corporation"
"Oh, that"
The overture began, and Pierson helc
up his hand for silence.
She tried to speak of it again ir
the intermission. But Pierson looked
at her wistfully. So Rosalie let hin
talk on delightfully."- about music.
He did not bring up the subject ther
or as they went out on the train. Ane
Rosalie didn't either; why, she did no
quite know. But the next day, wher
he dropped in to tea after her day.
work, she did, rather firmly.
She wormed away from it, for wher
she discussed things with Bill they't
both had a way of losing their temper
going to the mat, SO to speak. Blu
she need not have feared it with Pier
son. He continued to look at her will
love in his eyes.
"Oh, I decided long ago not to tax
that, Rosalie," he said gently.
Why not?" she asked.
Because I enjoy the work I'm dom
every way, as being tied down to a radi
corporation couldn't. Why, we've oftel
discussed it, dearest-the stupid, un
intelligent treadmill of the America
business mani"
They habitat is, PiersOn hal
Rosalie had let him talk along abou
it, of course, just as she had let Bl
talk along about how exciting an
| stimulating it vas to be a business ex
!, ecutive. She had supposed it was sim
ply the different ways men looked 8
: things-she hadn't known it was some
r thing she had agreed to. SO she didn
say anything, and Pierson went on.
Besides, it would break up all on
plans"
what are they?" Rosalie inquired
2 She had taken the radio ones IL
granted, up to now.
t He smiled up at her from the cha
: below her. He had a very kindly, ur
. derstanding smile.
! why, dear, the simple, natur'
4 thing. You can go on with your caree
t We can live in my little place, or
i you would prefer I al come and boar
with Arthur and Kit if you don't wal
y to part with them. I could rent m
apartment for more than I am payir
d for it. But wouldn't you rather sta
in my place? There's a charming lit
living room we car get that you coul
easily afford"
"And what about-a family? VIII
about-getting ahead, the way Arth'
: is always talking about?" demande
Rosalie timidly. She knew she sount
ed horribly mercenary. And perhal
it sounded bold to Pierson, talkir
S. about children. He was so high-mint
: ed. But she did want children.
Aren't you looking just a little I;
ahead, dear?" he asked her. isn't
If asking just a little more than "
d should, that 1 should sacrifice work
love simply to allow you to become
G domestic drudge and baby tender, al
e to allow us to hoard a little taste.
' 1 love you more than that, my Resale
a. She felt tangled and helpless. If
le kept on loving her as much as all this
: and yet. But she struck out, "Pierso
but I'm baby tending anyhow" 81