The Woman Who Tried to Be Good
[1913]
Before she tried to be a good woman she had been a very bad
woman--so bad that she could trail her wonderful apparel up and down
Main Street, from the Elm Tree Bakery to the railroad tracks, without once
having a man doff his hat to her or a woman bow. You passed her on the
street with a surreptitious glance, though she was well worth looking at--
in her furs and laces and plumes. She had the only full-length mink coat
in our town, and Ganz\'s shoe store sent to Chicago for her shoes. Hers
were the miraculously small feet you frequently see in stout women.
[1913]
Before she tried to be a good woman she had been a very bad
woman--so bad that she could trail her wonderful apparel up and down
Main Street, from the Elm Tree Bakery to the railroad tracks, without once
having a man doff his hat to her or a woman bow. You passed her on the
street with a surreptitious glance, though she was well worth looking at--
in her furs and laces and plumes. She had the only full-length mink coat
in our town, and Ganz\'s shoe store sent to Chicago for her shoes. Hers
were the miraculously small feet you frequently see in stout women.