seemed to like me in turn.

That evening I was pushing the lawnmower in our back yard and quite willing to stop when she came to the fence. We had a long girl gab-fest, and I found while she went to work earlier and quit later than I did our noon hour was the same. So we walked home and back together. Mother and Mrs. Lawrence became fast friends, and I was soon running in and out at their house like a second home, and they told me they looked on me as the sister they had always wanted for Evelyn. Only, as Evelyn told me after, they could not understand why, when I was her best girl friend I always made some excuse for not running up to her room to see new dresses or sit and talk while she dressed.

She got me into all the church affairs, and I was soon part of everything and enjoyed it. We never lacked for escorts, in fact I had to discourage some who showed signs of becoming too interested. Promotion at the bank was rapid. From operating a bookkeeping machine I advanced to being an assistant accountant. Mother quite often had evenings off as well as week-ends, and Irene, of course, had a day off, so housekeeping was easy for us.

Everything was simple and lovely with interesting work and fine neighbors, until I was just past 23. Then it happened.

Coming home at noon one day, traffic was very heavy at the first cross street. Evelyn and I had just gotton there when a woman slipped and fell a short distance away. Several went to help her up and Evelyn's attention was distracted, so she stepped off the curb right in front of a car turning the corner. I managed to grab her arm and jerk her back but it was altogether too close. Both of us were upset, and although she soon got over the shock, I did not. All afternoon I could hardly keep my mind on my work nor pay attention to customers. Instead of getting over it I seemed to worry more and more about what I would have done if she had been killed or even hurt.

I was so quiet that evening that mother noticed and asked if something had gone wrong at the bank. I

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