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THE LITTLE GRAY LADY
By Hubert Paul.
(Copyright by W. G. Chapman.)
The Little Gray Lady had left
our boarding housed , .,,
It ws all the more astonishing
because she had lived there, so
Mrs. Potter $aid, for fourteen
years. She had occupied that lit
tle half bare room of hers on the
Through" the Crowd a Xittle
Voman Pusher Her Way.
fcop story nearly all of that time.
"When sne had come most of us
young fellows had been children
playing Indians and making mud
puddings. Nobody had thought
that she would eyer leave. She
went out every morning at 8:30
to her work she-was cashier in
some office downtown and came
J back promptly at 6 'she had no
friends; she never went out in
the evening. Some of us, taking
pity on the lonely little middle
aged spinster, had sought her
friendship, but she had always
amiably and politely discouraged
We looked at each other itr
astonishment that evening at the
dinner table when Mrs. Potter
told us. No, the Little Gray Lady
had given no explanation." She
had merely said, very sweetly,
that she was going away, had
packed her trunk and gone, giv
ing" some address in a modest up.
town street. Mrs. Potter had
hoped that she might be per-"
mitted to call. The Little Gray
Lady had evaded the proposition
with the adroitness born of fouiV
teen years of evasion of all per
s6naljmatters. Then she had driv
en away in a cab, and that wasthe
only thing that had seemed un
usual in the manner of her going.
Forthe Little Gray Lady was not
given to cabs.
"Perhaps she's gone to get mar
ried," suggested Parsons, a shock
haired youth who sat at Mrs. Pot
"Mr. Parsons, there isn't any
man worthy of he," 'said Mrs.
Potter severely, and to that he
heartily agreed." JPor everybody
had loved the quiet, modest, kfhd
hearted little spinster, "who sat so
demurely at our table and lived so
unassumingly. I tKink we all felt
a sense of personal loss.
I remember that night vividly,
for we were all engrossed by the
news that Governor Cowper .had