Henderson daily dispatch., 1937-06-16

10 get OLner work? A few months
ago she would have felt him in
capable Of such meanness and
downright ingratitude. but in the
face of recent events she was i:1-
clined to wonder.
II won't give him the satisfac-
ton of going back to question
him." she thought bitterly. HE
probably expects that. But I'm
going to Eastman; maybe he'll tell
me the truth" She felt the rather
elderly production manager at Nc
Dowell & Blacks would tell her
honestly if there were any outside
influences at work against Ter.
Back in his Office she asked him
pointblank if he had any explana-
ton for the strange way her ap-
plications were being received.
When the man looked embar.
raised, she said, Don't be afraid
to tell me. think have a pretty
good idea what Abe would say If
anyone asked him for a recon-
mendation, but I'd hoped my work
would stand on it's own merit.
What is it?"
ut wasn't Abe, Marcia" he con-
fessed at last. 1--WE had an AID
club meeting yesterday, and Walt
Hartley made some very uncOmpi-
mentary remarks. Even said they
were glad when you had decided to
leave, for they felt you were un-
dependable in more ways than
one" He said this last in hesi-
tant manner, telling Marcia more
clearly than words that Waits in
ference had left no doubt in the
minds of his listeners.
II wouldn't even stoop to offer
an explanation to that, but wish
I were man and could make him
eat his words" she said, the blood
rushing to her cheeks. II want
you to know that I left Acme for
purely personal reasons, reasons
which may have left Hartley bitter
enough to say unkind and untrue
things about me. That's all can
say. You believe me?" she said
earnestly, looking at Eastman.
st guess felt in my heart he
was cad. But you can't be too
careful in employing new people,
and I'm afraid his words are going
to have a far-reaching influence
among the men who heard him.
That's why hesitated about tell.
ing you about the only opening I
knew Of, because Mr.. Latimer was
at that meeting tooi But if you're
game, you might try him, Miss
Madden-I'm sure he's looking for
an artist with just your qualifica-
tons. Your work most certainly
will please him."
Marcia thanked him briefly, not
trusting her voice to much talk
ing. Once out on the street, she
decided to see Latimer and try to
convince him that any man who
would publicly blacken woman's
character could not be trusted too
far. Then YEARLY, she changed
her mind, feeling it best to wait
until the next day when she might
have courage to faunt her colors
more defiantly.
At the next corner she paused,
for a neat card in the Office Of
Lampkin's Photographic studio an
nounced a new exhibit Feeling
the need for the inspiration which
good pictures always brought her,
she turned in the imposing en-
trance way and walked over the
deep carpets to the salon where
dozens of portraits and CONNER
cial subjects were placed effec-
lively against velvet Grapes. When
her eyes became accustomed to
the light, she noticed two people
in the far corner, the girl with her
hand poised delicately, almost pos
sessively, on the mans coat sleeve.
Studying the face raised so eagerly
in rapt attention, she recognized
Paula. Almost Immediately Sandy
turned around.
ITO Be COntinued)