Evening Star Newspaper, June 19, 1935, Page 27

DAILY SHORT STORY- TOO BEAUTIFUL A Swan Turned Herself Into an Ugly Duckling With More Success Than She'd Hoped for. BY ESTHER SLEEPER. "I’v: tried every- where, Miss Tittle,” Christell Hudson said wear- 1ly. “I can't get a job. They just look at me and say, ‘No.” The head of the Tittle employment agency frowned and made mean- ingless pencil marks on the desk blotter. “I'm going to tell you the truth, Chris- tell. You haven't a chance. You'd better take the first train back home.. Il lend you the money.” Tears blurred Christell's violet . eyes and she clung to the edge of the desk to steady her- self against this final blow to her hopes. “But I can’t go back, Miss Tittle. I'd rather die.” Miss Tittle went on as though Christell had not spoken, “You're too beautiful. No man could pos- sibly keep his mind on business with you in his office. He might enjoy looking at you, but he wouldn't ex- pect any real work from you.” Miss Tittle opened her purse and began to count out the train fare. Christell drew on her shabby gloves and shook her head. “I can’t take your money, Miss Tittle. All I want from you is the name of some busi- ness man who needs a stenographer.” Miss Tittle looked for a long min- ute into the steady young face and then she sighed. “All right, child.” She scribbled a name and address and handed it to Christell. “I be- tieve there is something worth while behind that pretty face, Real cour- .g » Christell smiled weakly as she hur- ried down the street. She turned into a 10-cent store and ordered rolls and coffee. As she sat at the counter eating she thought of what Miss Tittle had said. Maybe it was true. And if it was there was just one thing to do. She would stop being beautiful. Before she left the store she had bought a pair of glasses, a ratty switch and a box of brownish powder. The next morning Robert Carr, sr., glanced at the bespectacled little per- son who sat beside his desk. The un- becoming gray dress, the sallow com- plexion and the drab hair all spelled competence. “All right, Miss Hud- son,” he said briskly. “We'll give you o trial.” He led her into another office. “Bob, this is your new stenographer, Miss Hudson.” Christell found herself looking into & pair of silver-flecked gray eyes. He was the handsomest man she had ever seen. But he was also the most sullen. “Now, see here dad,” he began, “I am perfectly able to hire my own office help.” The older man glared. “I'm still boss around here. After the trouble you had with that Carry Hanson I should think you'd want my judg- ment in these matters. This is a business office, you know, not a movie set” He stamped out of the room and slammed the door. Christell saw young Bob Carr'’s jaw set in a hard line. He gave her one long, unflattering look and then took up a paper. “Take a letter, please, Miss—Hudson.” Her hands trembled as she found her notebook and pencil. A strange “You win!” he said. panic crept over her as he began to dictate—a panic that grew as the day continued. ‘With sick terror she saw that he was going to make her job so difficult that she would have to quit. All day and for | many days the battle went on. She wasn't beau- tiful Christell Hudson. She was a machine that could take dicta- tion, type letters, sign purchase or- * ders and answer the telephone &t a speed set by a young demon with hard silver-gray eyes. When her energy Was gone she worked on sheer nerve force. When that was gone she prayed. At last the day came when Bob Carr stopped, leaned back in his chair and looked at Christell. “You win!” he said and held out his hand. “I think you're just about the most—" The door was flung open suddenly and old Mr. Carr stamped in, “What does this mean?” Bob groaned: “What's wrong now?” “Wrong? A carload of alumnium parts. That’s all. An we've stopped using that model entirely. I told you not to order any more from that com- pany.” Bob frowned. “But I didn't. I never signed any such order.” “Then it was you, Yes, these are your initials.” Christell stared at the “C. H.” on the order stupidly. couldn’t have been that careless. She must make him understand. But her lips trembled when she tried to speak. your check the first of the month.” Christell got up from the edge of her lumpy bed where she had sat for a long time. She washed the brown powder from her face and discarded the drab |switch. Her glinting curls were like & halo about her lovely face. “I be- lieve there is something worth while behind that face,” she smiled, re- membering Miss Tittle's words. “Real courage—" A bitter smile. Suddenly she turned at a sound from the other room. Through the doorway she saw him. “Bob!” She never knew how he got there or how she got into his arms and she never cared. From a long dis- tance he was talking to her about the mistake his father made. “It was the girl who worked there before you who signed the purchase or- der——" Her arms tightened about him and she knew that here was safety against failure and loneliness always. “I loved you from the first, Chris- tell—the real you behind those funny glasses and that terrible hair. I knew you were beautiful—that I needed you always in my life. I'm glad I found that real person— that brave, fighting person—before I saw the outer you.” Christell smiled against his shoul- der glad that in the life that lay ahead she could never be too beau- tiful, (Copyright. 1935.) Tomorrow: “The Redcap,” by an old lady. Vienna Measures Rattles. ‘Vienna, Austria, is determined to have silence and has placed a limit on rattles and other sounds made by vehicles. A unit of sound, labeled *phone,” has heen evolved. Every class of transportation is allowed just so many “phones,” and no more, and there is a schedule of fines according to the number of excess “phones.” The police use a new apparatus which records the sound emanations of pass- ing vehicles. Within walking distance of your own home, you can discover many interest- ing scientific secrets. You can study rock formations . . . collect moths, WASHINGTON you can be an EXPLORER! butterflies, insects... investigate plant life in shallow water . . . and even search for fossils and prehistoric weapons. Many valu- able scientific facts have been unearthed in the most unex- pected places by amateur scientists and those to whom ex- ploration is merely a hobby ... In Sunday’s magazine, Roy Chap-~ man Andrews, noted scientistand explorer, tells why and where modern, intensive exploration is greatly needed today—and how you, too, can become an explorer. Don’t miss this fascinating, informative article. 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