The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1936-07-09

Chem.
Teaching? She had taken no
training. Besides, look at the long
list of unemployed governesses
and tutors.
She felt further discouraged
over the numbers Of people who
we're offering their services merely
for board and lodging.
In despair, she turned to the
rest of the paper. An announce
ment on the society page caught
her eye. It was headed: "a Search
for Beauty"
Below we're the words: For the
Benefit Of the Unemployed"
She was about to turn ilnpa-
tiently back to the Situations
Vacant among the advertisements
when something stopped her. She
read:
In the sweet cause Of charity,
Society en- maSSe will turn out
next Friday afternoon to the FASH
ion Show and Tea Dance in the
ballroom Of the Hotel Sansouci.
Tickets will be IS. An interesting
feature of the entertainment will
be the contest held in conjunction
with the Fashion Parade. Several
well-known artists will assist Mr..
Adolphe QuackenbuSh, famous
Stylist and couturier of Fifth Ave
nue., to select six representatives
Of American Beauty who will be
offered positions as mannequins
in the House of QuackenbuSh. No
girl is eligible to compete who is
of foreign nationality or who has
ever modelled professionally.
Below this were the names of
the artists. Also the information
that the wedding out of Compel
itors was taking place every after
noon between the hours Of two
and five. at an address on Mad
ison Avenue, with a committee of
society women acting as judges.
On Wednesday there would be a
final sitting down to the fortunate
forty who would model the gowns
and wraps at the big show.
Elizabeth caught her breath.
Perhaps here was her chance?
Would she be Unfortunately con-
ceited to try?
It'll have sporting shot at it,"
she murmured, tearing out the an
nouncement, folding it and put
ting it in her handbag.
Independence was the only
thing in the world she wanted
now. BY hard work the past
might be thrust into the back
ground, though it would always
be there.
She dreaded the meeting with
Aunt Minnie. It would tie her to
that past, be an ever-preSent link
with her old life.
If there were no Aunt Minnie
waiting for her, she could change
her name, start a fresh page.
The train ran into Grand Cen
trail station. A flock of red caps
appeared.
"I'll carry my own" she said
firmly to an importunate porter
who attempted to seize her suit
case as she followed the crowd up
the passage.
Once through the barrier, she
saw Aunt Minnie, blinking short
sightedly about.
But it was plain that Aunt Min
ME did not connect the tall, beau
tiful young woman with the
scraWny tomboy Elizabeth had
been in her early teens.
With an impulse that was a wild
bid for freedom Elizabeth let her.
self be swept with the crowd be-
yond the dumpy form of Aunt
Minnie, out to the waiting ranks
Of taXicahs.
In the cheap hotel that had
been recommended to her by the
taxidriver, Elizabeth registered in
the name Of Luana Waters.
She had thought of it in the
cab. She had decided that it was
absolutely essential that she
change her name, putting-in SO
far as was possible-her past be-
hind her. She had once seen
play of the South Seas with a
heroine named Luana in it. She
added the Waters because it was
musical.
She had burned her boats. There
could be no turning back now.
But, remembering her STEP
fathers gruff kindness to her
when he had come to her help in
San Diego, she decided she would
send him a night letter, so that
he need not be more worried on
her account than need be.
AS for Aunt Minnie, she doubt
less would be relieved to be rid
of the "erring girl" Being no
blood relative, to land upon her
certainly would be an imposition.
Much npetter for all parties that