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Show PliPr in Phi nt pre; Sz un or All the Children VjlUyl 1 lyj L Edited by DOROTHY EDMONDS STORY OF MARIE LA SUE ' Marie La Sue was her name and she had dark eyes and dark hair, quite as dark as Black Beauty's sleek black coat. Marie nad lived in a little street of Paris. France, most of her life. Her father sold papers and magazines in a little booth and her mother sold flowers in the same market place. Marie was usually left at home to take care of the younger brothers and sisters, and since she was very skillful with her needle, she often made clothes for the neighbors to earn extra money. Some day she hoped to be a modistj as they called dressmakers in France and earn a lot of money. One day as she was sitting In the one tiny room of the house, her father came in and tilted her chin a bit. He was laughing ana talking very excitedly. ex-citedly. "Marie, my dttle Marie," he said, "your mamma and yon and the children and I are all going to the big country ol America. How would you like that now?" Marie jumped to her feet. America Amer-ica ! That was the place where everyone played and sang from morning until night. That was the place ot big houses with riches enough for everyone. That would be wonderful to live there. For many days they packed and dls posed of their belongings and Ma rie made each ot the little girls a new coat and hat to wear on the boat, as well us one for herself, too. They could hardly sleep at right for excitement' and when the day finally came and they were nn the hlg ship and headed for their new and had to stay In bed for months, he could not sell his papers and poor Mrs. La Sue had to do scrub washing at the big public library to earn enough to pay th? doctoi and buy food for the family. Mn rle sat and sewed, day after day She was a grown girl now and still with dreams of her modiste shop where rich ladles would come and buy. She had found a few regular customers who thought she was very clever. One day as she was sewing on a dress that had to be finished be fore night her customer wh. owned It came Into the shabby lit tie room where Marie- had her work. "Marie, you do not need to finish that dress, after all," she said. Ma rle's face fell. Then she would not be paid and oh, how they did need the money. The woman saw her expression change. "Oh, but Ma , rle," she said smiling, "you did not let ne finish. I want you o make me a better, much grander dress, and then after that some more. 1 am rich now Marie, and I want you to make my dresses for me. all of them, will you?" Would she? Why Marie's face shone with de-HghL de-HghL This would be the beginning begin-ning ot her shop. This would be her start, the one she had been wnltlng for so long. And that was lust nhat happened From that one customer came others, and In two years Marie La Sue's dressmak Ing shop was known all over New Vork and one again the La Sues helieved America was the land of uppiirtunlty, and snng. (9 1933 Western Newsnaner Union. i home they scarcely knew what to do. Every day on the ocean trip passed happily but In the next few months and years that came the joys of It were nearly all forgotten for when the little family reached America It did not take them long to learn that here as In France were poor people, and that hard work was Just as important and necessary to earn daily bread as in any other land All of the neigh hors In New York who lived armind 1 he La Sue's were poor and each day thai passed the La Sue's grew poorer and poorer for theit little savings were fast disappearing Very soon Mr La Sue, became ill |