ne to the questions of my Familey, who wanted to know how I spent
my time.

Oh, magic eyes of afection, which see the beloved object as containing
all the virtues, including strong features and intellagence! Oh, dear
dead Dreams, when I saw myself going down the church isle in white satin
and Dutchess lace! O Tempora O Mores! Farewell.

What would have happened, I wonder, if father had not discharged Smith
that night for carrying passengers to the Club from the railway station
in our car, charging them fifty cents each and scraching the varnish
with golf clubs?

I know not.

But it gave me the idea that ultamately ruined my dearest hopes. This
was it. If Smith could get fifty cents each for carrying passengers,
why not I? I was unknown to most, having been expatriated at School for
several years. But also there were to stations, one which the summer
people used, and one which was used by the so-called locals.

I was desparate. Money I must have, whether honestly or not, for mother
had bought me some more things and sent me the bill.

"Because you will not do it yourself," she said. "And I cannot have it
said that we neglect you, Barbara."

The bill was ninety dollars! Ye gods, were they determined to ruin me?

With me to think is to act. I am always like that. I always, alas, feel
that the thing I have thought of is right, and there is no use arguing
about it. This is well known in my Institution of Learning, where I am
called impetuus and even rash.

That night, my Familey being sunk in sweet slumber and untroubled by
finances, I made a large card which said: "For Hire." I had at first
made it "For Higher," but saw that this was wrong and corected it.
Although a natural speller, the best of us make mistakes.

I did not, the next day, confide in my betrothed, knowing that he would
object to my earning Money in any way, unless perhaps in large amounts,
such as the stock market, or, as at present, in Literature. But being
one to do as I make up my mind to, I took the car to the station, and
in three hours made one dollar and a fifteen cent tip from the Gray's
butler, who did not know me as I wore large gogles.

I was now embarked on a Commercial Enterprize, and happier than for
days. Although having one or to narrow escapes, such as father getting
off the train at my station instead of the other, but luckily getting a
cinder in his eye and unable to see until I drove away quickly. And one
day Carter Brooks go