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Show . THE BULLETIN. BINGHAM, UTAH SisFlYIES Si--w I l Ckathleen norris-w- nu servici "No, dear. He'd never Intind ne should have stolen goods." "Stolen!" Sheila said hotly, and was still. Joe came In; they consulted Joe. And Joe said cf course the fifty had to go back. Sheila sat on the arm of his chair, and wept, but she knew there was no gainsaying Joe's de-cision. They were all "said" by Joe; even Neely and Marg'ret, mar-ried and gone, still came back some-times to ask advice of wise, gentle, clever Joe. "Because, look here, Sheila," Joe reasoned, "suppose it had been a diamond ring?" "Well, it isn't, Joe." "No, I know it isn't. But suppose it had been a diamond ring in that same little pocket, what then?" "I'd think lucky her that had a diamond to losel" Sheila persisted stubbornly. But she was beaten, and she knew it "It makes me cry, thinking of my blue coat!" she said. "Let me buy your coat for you." "You, Joe!" She kissed the rough hard young face. "You that have lost your job, and want to marry Cecilia!" she mourned, rubbing her cheek against his. "Celie's been crying, too," he said, in his good-humore- d patient way. "It's your turn, Ma." "There was weeks I fed the lot of ye on syrup and oatmale," Mrs. Carscadden observed, unalarmed. "I guess Uie bad times won't come to that." "Why, no, because we have each other!" Angela exclaimed. In her soft, ecstatic voice. i priestess who has been officiating at the oldest of earth's mysteries. "Well, the Bur-rkes'v- e got their boy!" she observed. Bitting down heavily and wiping her forehead. "Now maybe they'll make a little fuss over their ger'rls. Light the kettle there, Sheila I've been weak for a cup of tay this hour gone." The girls spread their treasure be-fore her amazed eyes; her look tightened. "It's well you have their street number there, that you can take it back to them and not l'ave anny of the rummage sale ger'rls forget to retur'rn it," she observed instantly. "Mamma, it's hers!" Mrs. Carscadden's brow clouded. "You'll take it back, of course. Sheila," she said. "Listen, Mamma" Ponderously, Mrs. Carscadden re-turned from the stove with the new boiling kettle, poured the hot water upon the cool tea leaves in the emp-ty pot. "Save your breath, Sheila," she directed. "We'll have no stealin' here, thanks be to the glory of God!" She stirred her tea, took a heart-ening sip, and pushed the hair from her wet forehead with a great clum-sy hand that was like a caricature of Sheila's fine, square, young one. "If there's annything cud make widowhood light to ye, it'd be seein' a ger'rl in that fix!" she muttered. Immediately she perceived that there was small sympathy in the SYNOPSIS Sheila Carscadden, haired and blueeved, reddish, 21, loses her Job "in New York L,fenPg he"rsebfousls. b" unwelcome Vug. he chooses that Typically feminine time to show her "new'! purse-wh- lch "he bought at a l h" Cousln- - cilla Ee The purse revives memories of a boy she had met the previous summe- r- boy whose first name, all she remrn bered. was Peter. At horns that eve jZ8WJTeJor her' are mother and Angela, Pled sister. Joe. too. has lost h "job CHAPTER II 2 "What!" Joe exclaimed. Their mother looked up, with her ready g noise. "It's a terrible winter; there's many worse off than ourselves." Mrs. Carscadden said, vaguely moralizing. "We're going to be bad enough off," Joe told his mother, darkly, going on with his meal "Sheila, they never fired you!" Angela's grieved, sweet little voice said sadly. "Indeed they did, then. He said I was too fresh." Mrs. Carscadden was pouring tea in her turn. She looked at her daugh- ter patiently. "You'd be saucy to the boss," she observed mildly. "Oh, well, this Is only Wednesday, and I'm there till Saturday," Sheila said lazily. "There's hard times coming to this city that you don't know the meaning of," Joe observed, without looking up. "But you'll get another Job, Joe," Angela said, anxiously. "Oh, sure I will!" he answered, glancing up with an effort. "But It gripes me," he added resentfully, "to have Sheila here act as if it was all a Joke." "Well, it is," Sheila assured him, good-naturedl- She was relaxed and lazy, her senses dulled by the food and warmth and leisure into a pleasant sort of torpor. Joe looked at her, and her beauty blazed back at him like a star. There was a faint stain of color in her cheeks now, her eyes smoldered with smoky sapphire shadows, the film of silky hair was sprayed once more across her forehead. "Sure, I'll get a Job, all right," Joe grumbled, mollified. He was secretly proud of Sheila and even comforted, deep in his heart, by the spirit she showed. But he was tired, angry jobless, young and in love. He thought of Cecilia. As if she read his thoughts in- - a gesture that included the kitchen, and the poor apartment, and the house that contained them. "Lots of the women who are rich today were poor once; they were office girls once," she explained. "What I want to know is, what got them out of it, what changed things?" "Prayer," Angela answered in-stantly. "Oh, prayer I might have known you'd say prayer " Sheila ex-claimed, disappointed. Tears stood in her laughing eyes. "But I mean something else than prayer," she explained. 'There is nothing else but pray-er," Angela stated solemnly. "You can't tell me that all the rich women whose pictures are in the society sections on Sundays got there by prayer!" "Oh, no, Sheila, of course not. But what have they got, after all? How much does the honor and glory of God- -" "Oh, for heaven's sake!" Sheila interrupted. And suddenly covering her face with her hands, she was crying. Angela knew these tears. The stormy, brilliant older sister gave way to them almost as readily as to laughter, if less often. But they always wrung Angela's heart, nev-ertheless. Presently Sheila stopped crying as abruptly as she had begun and, straightening up, dried her eyes firmly, sniffed, gulped, and smiled at her sister. "This girl," she said, touching the blue purse and speaking in a voice made rich and thick from tears, "this girl probably spends three months in the country every year. If she meets a man, all she has to do is ask him to come to dinner. Chicken, ice cream, clean tablecloth she has 'em every day. If I meet a man I like, what break do I get? I don't even know his last name!" "You mean Peter?" Angela asked, timidly. "Peter what?" Sheila said, blow-ing her nose again, looking defiantly at her sister, with a reddened nose and wet eyes. "I met him my last night of vacation, at a barbecue. I had to leave next morning. There are seven million people in this city; there are five hundred thousand women working. A swell chance I have of ever finding him again!" Angela's expression was one of in-finite distress. But she spoke cou-rageously. "God could do it." "Well, then, why doesn't He?" the other girl demanded. "I walk up a different street every day at noon. I look at every boy I see in the On the morning after the eventful day of the lost jobs and the discov-ered money, they all breakfasted to-gether, and once again Sheila re-turned to the attack. "Listen, Ma, supposing I go to this Eighty-eight- h Street place, say, Saturday afternoon. It'll be my last morning at the office, and I'll be free after one. And supposing that some butler or somebody won't let me in to see this "G. C. K.,M who-ever she is, and suppose they're nasty to me. Then am I to hand it over to somebody who'll pocket it themselves?" "It'd be no sin on your soul if they did," Mrs. Carscadden answered readily. Til tell you what!" Sheila sud-denly exclaimed. "I'll get myself up well, you wait!" Her eyes were dancing. "I'll fix 'em. I'll bet I get my blue coat!" she said. "Sheila, how?" Angela demanded, eagerly. But Sheila would only laugh, and made no answer. That evening, immediately after dinner, when Joe and Angela and Mrs. Carscadden were lingering over the remains of the meal, Sheila suddenly appeared in the bedroom door. Or rather, someone appeared who must be Sheila, but who was not instantly Identified even by her mother, brother and sister. She had strained her hair back from her always rather pale face, which was devoid of powder or lip red, and looked young and pathetic. She wore an old black dress of An-gela's that was scanty and tight on her more generous figure. "Me mamma and papa is dead, and I wor'rks for a lady that bates me," she said, in the soft, pathetic accents of County Mayo. "I found the little purse, and sure I fought at flr'rst I cud pay me doctor's bills wit' it. But thin I rimimbered that there'd be no blessin' whatsoiver on that" The appreciative laughter of Joe and Angela interrupted the pitiful story. Even Mrs Carscadden laughed. But immediately her face sobered into a sort of scandalized pride in this prodigy who was her child, her rebellious daughter. CHAPTER III deed, she often seemed to do so Sheila's next words were of Cecilia. "We came home together, Cecilia and I." "None of you'll ever know the har'rd times I've known," the moth-er's voice said, dreamily. "I'm going down to see her, now." "Going to tell her, Joe?" "Ford," Joe said, brooding, "asked me would I take a steward's job on a fruit boat. A swell chance!" "Oh, heavens, what fun!" Sheila exclaimed, her eyes dancing. "Forty a month," he muttered. "But all your expenses, Joe!" "I turned it down. I'm going to get forty a week, or nothing," he said stubbornly. "Eight pound a month would be big money, at home," Mrs. Cars-cadden mused. "Mrs. Carscadden, me dear'r," said a gentle voice at the door. A neighbor had unceremoniously opened it. "Mrs. Bur'rke " she an-nounced apologetically. "Oh, God help the poor soul and me ating me supper!" the other woman exclaimed, instantly rising. Immediately she was gone, and Joe had disappeared, too, leaping down-stairs on his long legs, to see his Cecilia. Sheila and Angela finished their tea peacefully, cleared the kitchen and then sat on lazily, chatting, laughing. "Oh, wait until I show you my new purse, Angela!" Sheila went to get it. She re-turned to the kitchen and put it into her sister's hands, and Angela turned the dark smooth beauty of the leather back and forth admir-ingly. "Guess what I paid for it. Ten cents." "You didn't!" "I did. At the rummage sale at St. Leo's. I went in there at noon." "Ten cents " "It has initials on ey're in-side. That's why it was cheap. But what do I care about that? I'll bet it cost a lot, once." Angela opened the flap, looked at the three initials. "G. C. K.," she read aloud, and then a number on East Eighty-eight- h Street. "Sheila, what do you suppose it feels like?" "To be rich?" "ell. To have everything." "here's what I was thinking' Sheila said, and hesitated again. "I vas thinking," she pursued, "that hat there must be something-someth- ing in some girls that makes .hem different from the olhcrs-t- hat ifts them out out of it." "Out of what?" Angela asked "WpII, everything. Poverty, hard work this." Sheila answered, win subway. I've never seen him." "Maybe you do too much," Angela suggested unexpectedly. "Maybe you ought to just trust." "And then he'd open the door of the kitchen and put his head in?" "It mightn't happen that way." "How would it happen?" "In some way we couldn't see coming, Sheila." Angela was very serious. Sheila stared at her: spoke impulsively. "Well, will you pray about it, An-gela, if I stop?" "I am praying about it!" Angela said, her cheeks red. "What, now?" "Right now. And I'm remember-ing," said Angela, "that without this kitchen door opening without any-one coming in it could begin." There was a pause. "It's one min-ute to nine," Sheila said, then yawn-ing and smiling and stretching, "and when the clock strikes, I'm going to bed." The kitchen door did not open; there was no telephone to ring; the radio was still. Yet, before the clock struck, the beginning of the miracle was upon them, and the current of Sheila Carscadden's life had changed forever. Long after-ward, she was to look back upon this quiet evening with Angela, look back upon the rebellious, copper-heade- d girl who had been laughing and crying in the chair opposite An-gela, and ask herself, if she could call back that prayer from her innocent little sister, whether she would do so or no. The seco-id- ticked by. Angela was handling the blue morocco purse. "There was a blue coat for twelve," Sheila said. She yawned again. n.ade a movement toward Sheila!" Angela said. Look! In hf-- r fmcers were green bills; them on the table. Two she spread twenties and a ten. Sheila stam-mered, Whcre-wha- t-?" stupefied. . "They were in the purse right here, in this little inside pocket, fold-ed tight." "They weren't! "But "they were." "He;.enly day!" Sheila said, sit-ting down again. -- Your roat!" Angela exclaimed with an exultant laufih. O and cvervthing-O- h, Angela, vhat""h.ck! Angela, fifty dollars- -f r ten cents!" Thev were still rejoicing and mar-vrhnc- " 't'' spreading and inspect-in- ; handling the money, five routes la'er, when their mother came back. looked tired, as Mrs Cavseadden she was pale indeed she well might; he her hair und g.'wn disordered, face wet with sweat. But her eyes of the shone wltttne mystic light "Prayer," Angela answered Instantly. air, and reverted to the moment's problem again. "What's that street number there, Angela?" Angela reluctantly consulted the purse, read out the number. "Is that annywheres near where you work, Sheila?" "No, ma'am," Sheila answered re-spectfully, but with bitterness in her tone. "It's way up on the East Side." "But you cud get up there tomor-row, dear?" "Sheila was silent for a full min-ute, during which she looked down at her own fingers, twisting the purse. "Listen, Mamma, I bought thisl" she burst out presently. "Now, that's no way to talk, Shef-la,- " her mother murmured, unruf-fled. "But Mamma, I bought it If a girl is such a fool that she gives away a purse with money in it, doesn't she give away the money as well as the purse? Doesn't she, Ma?" "Doesn't she?" Angela echoed ea-gerly. "That's the devil timptin ye," Mrs. Carscadden said, inflexibly, but gently, as to a persistent child. "That's no way to talk." "It's a perfectly sensible way to talk," Sheila muttered, under her breath. "No, dear, it's her money. It's not yours." "Mamma, how many people do you suppose would take it back?" This kind of sophistry got nowhere with Mrs. Carscadden. She had nev-er read a book of philosophy or theology, but she was sure of her ground here. "That has nothing to do with it, lovey." "Mamma, listen. They're proba-bly rich people this came from Tif-fany's. She's forgotten it a hun-dred times." Silence. Sheila opened, shut, snapped, reopened the bag, before adding: "If Joe says it's all right, can I keep it? Listen, Mamma, I'll not waste it, honest I won't There was a coat at the rummage today that would save money. I'd wear it two years, I'd wear it three years" The mother did not speak. She looked up from her tea, looked down again. "No wonder we're poor!" Sheila said angrily, "if we can throw mon-ey away like this!" "Mother," Angela said earnestly, her hands clasped imploringly, her flower-lik- e face pale with emotion. "Mightn't God intend Sheila to have it?" I "You're not goin' there like that?" "I am, too!" "They'll give you another fifty, you big liar," Joe grinned. "No, but honestly, do you see how they can help handing it all back to me?" Sheila asked complacently. "Oh, Mrs. Carscadden, dear'r," she parodied, sitting down at the table, and fixing her mother with tragic young eyes, "it's a har'rd winter on the poor'r it is, indade. Me man has been home it's free weeks now, wit his fut swelled up the size of a gourd, and me bad luck is that an-other little one is comin' ' "I'll take you over my knee, and learn you a little more, since you know all that," Mrs. Carscadden said with outraged dignity. But her mouth twitched. 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