Well the Elks is come to town and they own it just like I said they
would. My it is wonderful to see so many fine redblooded gentlemen on
the streets all looking like their pockets couldn’t hold their money.
For the manicure business it is heaven there just ain’t enough lady
operators to go round a couple of gents is waiting their turn at each
chair and a girl can have all the dinners and other dates she can take
care of. But I have turned them all down their compliments don’t go
with me at all because of this work that I have got to do with Mr.
Edgerton that is so very important as you will understand. It seems
hard to believe that such a chanced could happen to a girl out of the
gas-house district of Camden New Jersey but it really is true, and
Mr. Edgerton says I can do just as much guiding the destinies of the
American people as I want to.
I suppose you read the great address which the Spokesman delivered to
the Elks’ convention and you seen every word I had said to Mr. Edgerton
for the Spokesman to say. Of course Mr. Edgerton fixed it up again so
that it sounded fine and Elkoquent--he keeps calling it that, it is a
sort of joke on account of having been said to the Elks. It sure did
thrill me to read it and I was more prouder than ever to live in such a
rich country with so much wonderful prosperity all around me.
I must say there is times when I wish I could have just a little more
of it for myself. It is kind of hard on a girl that has been brought
up right and is trying to earn everything not just her clothes. Right
now I have got to put another darn in my best pair of skin-colored
stockings and it will be very disfiguring right where the gentlemen
look at them most. But I could not keep my landlady waiting no longer,
and I have cut down on my meals all I dare I can’t afford to be too
starved when I go out with Mr. Edgerton because it ain’t refined to hog
your dinner.
Well Mom this noon going out for my lunch I run into what I think is
his wife--anyhow I hope it is because I would be sorry to think there
was a third lady in this case. She was in a car with him, one of these
kind that is called coops like glass show cases rolling round on big
rubber tires. They had just drawed up by the curb and she was getting
out.
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