The Hardin tribune-herald. [volume] (Hardin, Mont.) 1925-1973, 1936-08-21
n GLASS OF MILK

trees in the sunshine. But the doctor
az the clinic said Lilli ought to go
right away up into the mountains to
90 her any good, "Otherwise it won't
last long," he had said with sad direc-
lions, looking at her with his kind,
tired eyes.
O., du lieber Colt, what shall I do?
her hard chair under the bell indicator
IN the bare, chilly room. The smell of
1ood came up the service staircase from
Cne kitchen below and maddened her,
as 1t always did. Food-oceanS of good,
rich food, food wasted in heaps, and
at home enough for Lilli even,
let alone for Multi and herself. How
mountain farm Mutt knew of, when
they would have to pay for the journey
n pay for her there? Fifty marks a
month, it couldn't be less-Six months
would cost three hundred marks, and
the doctor had said six months at least.
Putting down her knitting she sat
staring at the blank, discolored wall
opposite: There wa only one way.
only one way" she repeated under
her breath-to do as Herr Paul, the
head waiter, wished. Ten marks an
evening he said he would give-and
dresses, too. Herr Paul was rich; in the
restaurant tips were larger and he
mad his own ways OF making a Bit
commissions on orders, arrangements
with breweries. She had n free eve
ming a week-if he was IS good as his
word that would be forty marks a
month. And, Herr Je! she would see
to it that he was as good as his word
If she did that with him! Her little
weary face stiffened into ferocity at
the thought, staring at the blank wall
IN the empty room. Hateful, odious
man, with his smooth skin and his
sleek, thick gray hair! But then her
possible, intolerable! She bent her head,
whispering, Cooke! Gocke!" to her
self, and hid her face in her hands.
"Buzz!" went the bell, sharply, just
over her head. She sprang to her feet
n looked at the indicator. No. At
was up. CHANGING in the mirror she
Strengthened her cap and hurried off
along the corridor.
Mrs. Morgan James was not only
very tired, she was thoroughly dispir-
tied. She had come to Munich purely
and solely to see her old friend Count
ess Sattel, and Countess Sattel was not
there; she had hurried away suddenly
to the wildS of Pomerania to the bed
side of her aged mother. But it had
taken Mrs. Morgan James a long time,
and cost her a great deal of compli:
CA4OAC, w A4A4O C4A1o OuU 011C 1ldo
expected to find a warm letter of greet
ing on her arrival at the hotel and
there had been no letter-though sure
ly she had said that she would be
staying at the Bismarckhof? mo,
there is nc letter." said the reception
clerk, sharply and unamiably. His
snappish manner depressed Mrs. Nor
gan James ever while it irritated her.
Puzzled and disturbed, she decided to
telephOne. Rift this was. not So eaSv
The telephone clerk, sitting with her
headphones on pushing little colored
spindles in and out of holes, and call
ing messages to the page boys, was so
busy that it was hard to get her atten-
ton; when she had taken in Mrs. Nor
gan James query she merely pushed
the directory at her. With some trouble
Mrs. Morgan James found the number
but her German was not very good
and she said "drei- und -funfzig"F in
stead of "funf-und- dreizig," and 50
got the wrong number the first time.