The Washington times., 1931-09-22
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held my breath and it
seemed as though l could hear
my own heart beat!
The nerve of Peter Thomp-
son to ask Thad Parsons if his
intentions toward me were
honorable!
What if they were not?
Didn't Peter think that could,
and would, take care of myself /?
1t seemed an age before Thad
answered Peters question.
Are you engaged to Miss
MaSon?" Thad asked. gravely.
Oh, why didn't he answer
Peters question? Why didn't
he do as Peter had done. say
that he loved me?
mo" Peter answered, I'm
not actually engaged to her
are you.
"I'll be equally frank-I am
not-you see I haven't asked
her yet"
He said "yet"-he meant that
he intended to ask me! MY
heart gave an extra thump
from joy!
kitty will have you all right
Il can't blame her-but you
see the way I feel. so many
rich guys just fool around with
a poor girl and l want her to
be happy-that's why I asked
you. why I threatened you"
A Compliment From Thad
you are a pretty square
young man-and l rather ap-
prove of all this. even though
1t is unusual. l assure you that
my intentions are quite honor
able. In fact, no one with
other than honorable intentions
: would last five minutes with
Kitty-she's that kind of
girl. you know"
II know-you don't have to
tell me that. What I meant
was that I didn't want her to
be broken n-hearted."
"I assure YOU" Thad said
with considerable feeling.
1 got just a glimpse of them
shaking hands and I fled
around the corner and over to
our table.
Thad appeared right after I
got seated. I didn't see Peter
at all. suppose he left the
place after that.
The first week working for
Miers had been uneventful. but
1t had been delightfully."- easy.
I didn't have to get down there
until 10 o'clock. One day I
didn't even have to get into
any models. and the DAYS that
some Of the other girls com
planned of as being very hard l
though easy enough.
Molly Arrives
you ought to stand behind
a counter all day." told Viola
Carson. one of the models who
had been mighty nice to me
from the start.
It was during the second
week that Molly came down
from the store.
rs there any chance for me
here, Kitty" she asked. Gee.
my dogs are killing me there
in the store.
A few weeks later Molly got
the chance and came to work.
I didn't have the heart to tell
her the truth. and it wasn't
for her beauty-Molly was
pretty enough in a way--hut
because she was rather plump
and was used to show off the
"stout" sizes.
Sam Jacobs used to drop in
to see Mrs. Miers, his sister.
Now and then he would say,
"Got any swell lockers for me,
Lena?"
"You can't come and steal my
models, goniff," she would al
ways answer. She must have
seen my surprised look one day
for she began to laugh.
"Sam here is in the show
business, Kitty" she started
to explain.
A Hundred a Week
A few days later Sam Jacobs
was in the establishment again.
He merely nodded when he saw
me sliding dresses along the
steel rods on hangers for some
buyer from Michigan, and>then
he looked around and came over
to me.
There's the list" he said, in
q buSineSs-like tone of voice but
the way he winked at me was
positively funny. He slipped me
an envelope and pranced away
toward the office.
A little later I got a chance to
read it. It was typewriter on
Jacobs Productions" stationery
and read:
Il wasn't fooling about the