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Show In, Woman's Page I Her Side and His Mixture for Removing Old Paint Cord 4' " and Tassels Favored for Girdles Recipe for I Custard Peach Pie. " WHVGIRLS ARE "PESTERED." ! When dinner was over and Millie 1 -was reinforced by iho first decent meal she had eaten in months. Janet took her forlorn little guest into her own room to hear the rest of her fii story. ' "Prader's firing me," narrated Mil-, Mil-, h' lie with directness and brevity, "because "be-cause I don't go when" he asks me , to lunch and dinner." Ah the old familiar tale. It was a I story Janet had sneered at wore or less all her life. As a successful busl ness woman, she felt a certain contempt con-tempt for the girl who was always being "fired" and "pestered" and then ' "fired" again. While she was think-1 think-1 ing tin's she was looking steadily at II I, Millie, and Millie was continuing wun I h her story. I "Jt ain't that I don't want the meals. I j . Gawd knows, Mis' Stedman, I ain't had I'l a reg'lar dinner in seven mouths till ' I et yours tonight But I'm trying ' to live decent and earn my way like I like you and the stenographers in the J office. It's dead certain Prader ain't spending his good money for no chari- L ty. Us girls know we either gotta I ' come acrost or get fired, that's all them is to it" Millie's words had the air of truth. Millie's face, with its coating of cheap ' powder, was sincere, her blue eyes ! direct and steady. Janet knew she L could save Millie's position for her, I but she not wish to cut the story , short She wanted to find out why ; the Millies had such a hard Toad, and i how it could be made easier, ij "Don't you think," she asked Millie, f "that you imagine Mr. Prader has wrong intentions He Is an important ! man in our office." ! j "Oh, shucks! I beg yer pardon, i,f Mrs. Stedman. Didn't he get Mabel I Heavcy and her sister both fired? j M And didn't another girl leave after telling him before half the office what ji she thought of him? And don't I IM fi , know what the hed-haired girl in the Bill'' inspection department told me the Pie other day? She can do as she likes; 1 1 l I ain't no judge of her. But I ain't I j I1 ready to do that myself yet, Mis' Sted- man. The only reason he don't pes- I i ter you," added Millie with sudden , personal allusion, "is because he I . dassent." Iff "Why, 'dassent' he if he is such a If; ' wretch as you describe?" I " "Don't you KNOW? Why, because I i you'd leave? And he couldn't fill I , your job. He can fill our jobs in twen- 11;' ty minutes. A man even a natural I skunk like him don't dast be fresh I ) with a smart girl. It's only us seven- j dolar girls that gets pestered." I p So that was the answer. Janet I , realized for the first time in her life I I that a girl's only perfect armor is effi- I j ciency. She had always vaguely sup. I J posed it was up to the girl herself j her manner, her clothes, her face, her I deportment. She herself had always I been a good worker, an asset to her employer. Her labor returned big per- j centage of proft to him. That, then, was why she had so safely sailed the seas of self-support. ' "No man with brains in his head," I Millie was continuing, "Is gonna quar- i ' rel with a moneymaker. It's dead cold business sense that keeps Prader and i others like him from interfering with j i you and and ladies like you. You may j !i think it's your quiet manners and j 1 jj your neat clothes, but it ain't. It's ! ' just because you're onto your job." . ( "Why don't you get onto your job j j then, Millie? Learn to be valuable " ;, I, Millie gazed. "Me I gotta swell I i ( chance gettin' educated! My father ' earns sixteen a week and there's six l of us kids, I hatta be a cash girl - i' for three-fifty -a week before I ,fin- I; iBhed the sixth grade." , j "You could go to night school." Millie tried to keep her glance from j being withering as she explained the ( duties she had when she got tome of ; j night dishwashing, laundering her i shirtwaists, tending the young one I.' "IoiiSL sweI1 chance gettin' edu- I i cated," repeated Millie. ! I. ' ' JaiTel yU kGeP yUr pIace" saId ' i JalL'?bfn ?ni!ii had sone. Janet ; and her husband talked talked till . !j the wee small hours. REMOVING OLD PAINT. Old paint may be quickly and easily eas-ily removed from any surface by scrubbing with the following mixture: Dissolve a quart of baking soda in a gallon. of water and add a quart of qjicklime. Apply to the surface with a brush and in a few minutes all traces of the old paint may be washed off In warm water. The wood should then be washed with vinegar before new paint Is applied to remove all the alkali. SOME NEW THINGS. A Greek inventor has produced a ' machine which automatically cleans and packs more than 150 cases of currants cur-rants an hour without contact of human hu-man hand or foot. Cords and tassels are favored fo: girdles. Sometimes the cord is ii reality a fold of silk and the tassel: are weighted balls of the same ma terial. The inventor of a fly trap in th( form of a miniature house believes the insects are naturally attracted tc such structures. For women who embroider or knit a bracelet has been invented, to which is swiveled a holder for a ball of silk or yarn. Small rubber covered wheels have been invented to be clamped to the rockers of a rocking chair to convert it Into a rolling chair. CUSTARD PEACH PIE. Beat one egg with one-half cup of sugar and add one pint of sweet milk. Have pie tin lined with pastry; place Jn pan three peaches, peeled and cut in halves, making six pieces In all. Pour custard In on "peaches and bake until it sets. Put a spoon of meringue in each half and put back in oven until delicately deli-cately brown. This is an original recipe rec-ipe and has never before appeared in print. oo |
