. The Saturday evening post. e—see how I mean? There was, however, very little mazumeeither to save or to blow; and there wereno resources. Emilys father had diedduring the past year. She began to slide,clawing, but sinking ever farther into theslimy chasm of debt. It had been her pridethat, no matter how reckless Paul was, theyowed no one. She tried to keep it up. Shewalked ten blocks to save a cent a poundon cabbage. But everything came at once,as though the derisive gods had been wait-ing. Paul had to have his teeth filled; hehad to have a bridge. Then he owed thedentist a hundred dollars,
. The Saturday evening post. e—see how I mean? There was, however, very little mazumeeither to save or to blow; and there wereno resources. Emilys father had diedduring the past year. She began to slide,clawing, but sinking ever farther into theslimy chasm of debt. It had been her pridethat, no matter how reckless Paul was, theyowed no one. She tried to keep it up. Shewalked ten blocks to save a cent a poundon cabbage. But everything came at once,as though the derisive gods had been wait-ing. Paul had to have his teeth filled; hehad to have a bridge. Then he owed thedentist a hundred dollars, and Emily feltlike a sneak when she hurried past thedentists office. He had to have a new suit;he couldnt solicit work in these streaky,shapeless clothes. That same day Emilybroke the handle of her only wept wearily, and spent half an hourin trying to think of ways to avoid thepurchase of a new one. But it cant bedone; a womans hair cant be managedwith a handleless brush. She went to the(Concluded on Page 98). 3 6 5 Type Sets Including ALL LanguagesAny one may be substituted in a fe»seconds: JUST TURN THE KNOB.
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