The Waterbury Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1917-1946, 1932-03-14

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salesgiri in Barclays DEPART
ment store, works az night ~ q
dance han hostess ut Dreamland.
She lives with her extrnyagant
mother, MOLLY ROsSITER,
her elder sister, MXRA, and her
yOung brother, MIKE.
STEVEN BARCLAY, 81 and
EIlen,s employer, loves the girl
but Ellen Il in love with LAR
RY HARROWGATE, an artist.
she has met at Dreanlland. She
loses her heart TO him In spite Of
the fact that he Is engaged to
ELIZABETH BOWES, debut
ante.
Ellen Is unwilling to wound
Barclay but when scandalous
gossip fs circulated at the store,
she determines to see him. no
more. However, Molly Rossister,
anxious for Elleh to marry q rich
husband, invites Barclay TO din
Iier. without Ellcn's knowledge,
Molly borrowse money to make
the apartment more attractive
and to buy the most expensive
food. When the girl learns this
she Is furious. She and Molly 60
to the kitchen TO prepare dinner
while Myra and BERT ARM
STEAD, Myra's fiance, entertain
Barclay.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER XVII
The Rossiter ice-box was stuffed
almost to the bursting point.
Certainly Molly had stinted on
nothing. There was pate, there was
lobster, there were two plump, yell
low ducks--and duck at S1.75 a
pound. There were artichokes and
avacados. There were all the
things that should never have been
included In a simple home dinner.
But Ellen squared her jaw and flew
about the heated kitchen, growing
hotter and crosser each minute.
Perched at the kitchen table
daintily Smelling peas, Molly looked
cool and comfortable and madden
ingly satisfied with herself. From
time to time she would hum a little
tune. Then, glim psing her daugh-
ter's black face, sheSwould halt and
virtuously continue Smelling the
peas. Molly was convinced every
thing would work out for the best.
Except for decorative purposes
the colored maid was entirely USE
lses. She did set the table with q
great flourish. She considered that
with serving and washing the
dishes she would have more than
earned her SIS and said 30. When
Ellen, ignoring this Discrimination
toward real labor, suggested that
she haste the ducks the maid looked
aggrieved and allowed" she did
only plain cooking.
This Is plain enough" said Ellen
in evaporation. you'll simply
have to do 1t while my mother and
I dress. Just open the oven every
10 minutes and ladle the drippings
up with o spoon"
"All right, Miss, I'll do 1t. But
you can't blame me IL them ducks
don't taste jest right"
1--WE won't snapped Ellen.
She grew cooler and more COM
aside her business dress. went into
the bathroom and cautiously bath
ed with due consideration for the
fact that splashing water was audi
BILE In the living room. She re-
tuIue0 W TIC beuEOOm anu Sip
ped into a clean, freshs blue linen
frOck. She brushed her curling hair
powdered her flushed face and
found the string of amber beads
that went so well with her skin
She looked all right. The sleeveless
dress, cheap as II was, was yer,
kind to her slender youth.
"Ellen, honey" said her mother
entering will you fix my snaps. Of
are you still mad at me ?" sg.s
Ellen's heart failed. her. WlIai
was the use Of anger, Of threats. OF
proaches? After O solemn talk
whic htook place as Ellen's fingeri
busted themselves with the sna ~
Molly promised, as she had prom
ised so often before. that there
would be no more surprises. Bui
she looked unusually sobered. By
telling her Of the gossip al the store
Ellen had succeeded in frightening
the harumsscarum. little Irish wo
man.
They're jist jealous" CHE de
clared. "If were you I'd Just tel
that Mrs Bondy that he was her
for dinner tonight. That'd stoI
their mouths. I've half 4 notion /.
60 down there and tell"
"The best thing ! can do" Ellel
interrupted warningly, us what
am doing--say nothing"
"Well--maybe you're right, blu
ia like to give two or three o