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A SHOP GIRL
By George Haskell
"She's pretty," observed Mrs.
Berkeley-Holmes scanning thd new
comer critically through her lorg
nette. "I wonder who she is," responded
Mrs. Waddel. "She didn't come down
with the house party. Oh, well, may
be she's one of the colony."
The very rich and very fashiona
ble Mrs. Bagden was giving a small
musicale and dance for her week-end
guests, and as usual any new face
had to be "sized up" and classified by
some of "those present."
"Oh, you mean that Miss Man
ning," said Mrs. Clay, joining the
group. "Well, did you know she is
a shop girl?"
"A shop girl!" almost shrieked the
other two in horrified chorus.
"Yes, she's down in that little fan
cy store near the station."
"Of all things!" exclaimed Mrs.
Berkeley-Holmes. "I always did
know Mrs. Bagden was democratic,
"Oh, I don't believe it's all democ
racy in this case. Mrs. Bagden has
to pay one expensive professional to
sing for us, and I suppose this girl
will recite for nothing."
"Heavens, have we got to hear her
'elocute'? asked Mrs. Waddel in de
spair. "I heard she was going to," said
Mrs. Clay. "But, really, she speaks
In an educated way and talks welL"
"Good gracious!. Will you look at
Blake Wendell!" cried Mrs. Berkeley
Holmes. "Why, he acts as though he
were smitten with Miss Manning!"
"Yes, doesn't he? Well, the man
aging mammas won't let that go on.
One of the best 'catches' must not
go to a shop girl."
"No danger," sniffed Mrs. Waddel.
"He's engaged to May Summers."
' Oh no," protested Mrs. Clay. "I
dou t think " Here the conversa-
T tion was cut short by the hostess
calhng for silence.
Violet Manning recited a simple lit
tle experience out of real life in such
a natural, convincing way she fas
cinated her audience, and they clam
ored for more. She did not attempt
the strong emotional it was not the
audience for such things but she
gave them pathetic or humorous bits
out of every-day life. And what is
"Of All Things!"
so rare with the average reciter, it
seemed like "real life."
To the credit of the hostess be it
said Violet was treated with as much
consideration as any other guest and
not with the patronage and neglect
which often falls to the lot of the
hired entertainer. She had a decided
ly good time and went home think
ing of no one in particular but Blake
Wendell. The next morning, when
after her few hours of sleep she had
to hurry off to the shop, she was-