Betty Marchand (Classic Reprint)

Chapter One I HAVE just remembered that to-day is the eighteenth amiiversary of my entrance into the business world. Looking back on that far-off day when as a big, rather awkward girl of seventeen, whose hair had been turned up for the occasion, I began to be a wageearner, I am full of wonder and pity wonder that any one so inefficient and ignorant of Life could have come through to the comparative success and contentment of present days, and pity for the struggles and heartbreaks and disillusionments which it entailed. Perhaps these sorrows seem even more pitiful to the woman who is than to the girl who suffered them, for to her they were offset in some measure by a keen anticipation of pleasure and a vivid breathless realisation of happiness. As she suffered greatly, so in the same degree she rejoiced, while to the woman who is, the black and white of tragedy and happiness have faded to the grey of small worries and quiet content tinged by a comfortable feeling of satisfaction at winning through. I had a jolly care-free childhood.
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