The Bismarck tribune., 1934-09-13

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The next morning Caroline has
tily swallowed . cup Of coffee before
Mrs. Wade arrived and was out Of
the house long before her parents
were up. When she returned they
were 1T breakfast. She greeted
them breezily. Mrs. Rutledge
stared disapprovingly at her cos
tune.
Congratulate me-" she invited.
I've obtained . position!"
Her mother lifted inquiring eye
brows. Her father looked pleased
"Old clothes, m assumed name
and evidence Of . willing spirit did
it." Caroline explained.
IAN assumed name?" her mother
echoed. rs it something you're
ashamed of"
"Not at al. ! had to fool Henry
Dunsworth-in case he ever hears
the names Of his employees"
Henry Dunsworth!" her father
calculated. "You don't mean /. -
mo breadline for me-" Caroline
broke in. "There's Q new order of
things. I belong to it. It's my day.
I'm going to start at the bottom as
William Rutledge did and make my
self valuable to society. II tech
nocracy or anything like it comes
along and tells me when and how
to work-okey-but I'm not going to
starve In the meantime"
Full comprehension came to her
mother. "A factory worker!" she
walled. Mr.. Rutledge was torn be-
tween indignation and . new respect
for his daughter.
"A factory WORKER" Caroline re-
peated with pride. 1.-THE only
thing needed to make me person
Of equal rights in this world. I am
now the sociological ideal-an edu-
Gated, healthy worker. I hope I
shall learn to work as successfully
- I learned to play. / got the job
half IN hour Ago and I'm begin
ming already to feel the satisfac-
ton Of earned leisure. Think Of
what m evening Of idleness will be
like after . day Of labor!"
"But where will it get youths
sort Of thing?" her father pressed.
"You won't make enough money to
fill your leisure with the kind Of
play you learned to enjoy"
II think" Caroline said stoutly,
mo matter what's coming, there
will always be . premium on brains.
I'm going to develop mine. They're
good brains-you know that. You
and the men and women who passed
you your genes have given me . good
start. I'm going back to the q to
study at night. I'm going to learn
about chemistry, and some day IN
know how to run tho factory"
This was too much for Mrs. Rut-
ledge. The next quarter hour was
taken up with bringing her out Of .
heart attack. Her daughter in .
factory! She couldn't bear It! But
she did. for Caroline would not give
The factory work, because she
saw each day given to it - . step
upward to greater achievement,
was thrilling to her. It irked her
only in that It was confining. Her
father one night, in IN ill-humor.
questioned her ultimate success.
She argued that she was successful,
that she wanted greater achieve
ment only in order TO pay the world
back what It had given her.
"Where do you get such ideas?"
her mother asked fretfully.
From the young man next door"
Mr.. Rutledge supplied sneeringly.
II imagine he expounds them in
order TO give IN illusion Of impor-
tance 70 his very humble position
in society"
Carolins's eyes darkened. .When
you talk like that, father" she said
musingly, "l'm inclined to think
you're afraid Of those ct the bot
tom Of the heap."
"What nonsense are you talking
now?"
ut isn't nonsense" Caroline dif.
4ered. "it's the handwriting on the
wall. II you can't see it, that will
be your misfortune. You can't just
stand STILL and keep up with the
world"
"Ars yoa being. impertinent?"
Mr.. Rutledge said severely.
Il don't mean to be, but you are
rude when you speak q you did
shout one Of my friends. | think I
owe more to Malcolm than to any-
one else in the world. Without him
~ vssy probable ! eoaldnt hays