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"And Miss Harriet's going into business for herself She's taken roo or other"

Now, at last, was Mrs McKee's attention caught riveted

"For the love of ht selfish If she

raises her prices she can't make my new foulard"

Tillie sat at the table, her faded blue eyes fixed on the back yard, where

her aunt, Mrs Rosenfeld, was hanging out the week's wash of table linen

"I don't know as it's so selfish," she reflected "We've only got one

life I guess a body's got the right to live it"

Mrs McKee eyed her suspiciously, but Tillie's face showed no emotion

"You don't ever hear of Schwitter, do you?"

"No; I guess she's still living"

Schwitter, the nurseryman, had proved to have a wife in an insane asylum

That hy Tillie's roone by

"You got out of that lucky"

Tillie rose and tied a ginghauess so Only so He ain't young, and I ain't

And we're not getting any younger He had nice ood to asped like a fish Then: "And hi to do it," Tillie soothed her "I get to thinking

about it sometimes; that's all This new fellow ot the same nice way about him"

Aye, the new man had ed along the Street in the moonlit avenues toward the park and love;