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i THE'UGbY GIRL AND THEPRETTY SlSTEk'
r BY JANE WHITAKER There was no comparison made for three years. Beth -was the first T)aby, and first babies, no matter how snubbed sire their noses, or how homely their mouths, or how ordinary their eyes, are always "most beau tiful." - i And the little ugly girl might have gone through life claiming first place in the hearts of her parents if the "beautiful baby" had not, entered the home three years after Beth was born. The "beautiful baby" was a darling. She had great big1 brown eyes, soft, sleepy;' liquid. Her mouth was a little rosebud, her cheeks had the tint of a peach that Is ivorand pink, her golden hair Just naturally crinkled about her fqrehead.. Nature had loved the "beautiful baby" and been lavish in her gifts. Mother named her Azalea, because she" was as daintily fragile as the flower of that name. Father worshipped her. Sometimes both mother and father felt a little guilty as they en countered the steady, inquiring look of Beth's small gray eyes, but a little gurgling laugh from the swan-down throat of Azalea drowned 'their re morse. There is small use bjaming a child that is idolized for being , spoiled. Azalea could not have been other wise. Even strangers adoredher, told her "low wonderfully pretty 4he' was, flattered "her childish vanity. One day she sat looking at Beth, a sardonic little smile on her lips. Beth endured the stare stoically for a while, then 'she asked: "What are you looking at?" v Azalea gurgled. "I'm looking at you so pretty you are" and a ripple of soft, musical laughter taunted Beth. The girls grew up through thelr childhood Into maidenhood, n There was nothing in common between them .save .that neither was content to remain fii the home nest, but each wanted to try her wings out in the industrial world. Beth camet to Chicago first. She secured a position in a department store at the meager salary paid to clerks. She lived. That was all. If she had not been able to exist on the money she earned, she would have had to starve, for Beth was very lomely. ' Less than a yearlater, Azalea, came to the citytpo. She did not live with Beth in the Home for Girls, for she "wanted to be independent. The story of Azalea is an old one. Like the flower, they need such ten der care. But we all envy azaleas pink,, delicate, fragile. We all want to hive them for our very own, to greet us in the- evening and to glad den our eyes in the morning. The man. wjio coveted this Azalea had no room for her in his garden. He knew he had no soil in which to plant lieiv That lie jnust hide her away and see her only surreptitious ly and h0 knew that azaleas couldn't possibly livethat way. That was the pity of it he knew. Does it matter what he promised? The story is alwayaine same, varied only by the sincerity a man may af fect Warm clothing forlier delicate body, luxuries for her flower soul, ad miration for her exquisite face. What dbes it matter what price is offered .if the Azalea is sold.. Of course, the Azalea withered. It had to be taken out only in the night, when the air Is poisoned with the weight of. prowling vice. Ithad to be displayed in places where, only rank weeds grow, Oh, yes, it withered. And the man who owned it did just as you and I jdo when the azealaa we wlther-he threw it away. u