The Wilmington daily Republican. (Wilmington, Del.) 1890-1902, 1898-06-06
Miss |QlNDQdp'S Receipt,

Fluffy Frivols, you do look a
sight" and Miss Tailormade sat up as
straight as possible in the straightest
chair in the room and tried to look
severe.
II her name was not Miss Tailor
made, and If Fluffy Frivols's name
was not Fluffy Friyols, they were ap-
propriate names, and every uptown
girl who knows them will recognize
them at once. M
1t was at Fluffy Frivols's house the
other day, in the apartments devoted
to that pretty young woman, and very
pretty rooms usually, though on this
particular day they were close and
warm and dark. Fluffy Frivols her.
self was buried in the pillows of big
couch, round, shiny little red nose
showing and a pair of drenched red
eyes, such eyes as might belong to a
modern Dolores, WHO can't look pretty
when she cries, rather than to the or
binary pink-and- hite, violet-eyed,
light-hearted Fluffy Frivols.
YES" Miss Taiiormade remarked
again, with even more severity and
displeasure in her tones, you do look
sight, Fluffy Frivols, and that Is
just the way l expected you to look
and just the reason l came around
here"
Miss Tailormade herself looked like
a particularly fresh damask rose. Her
very best efforts could not bring any,
thing which was an approach to an
expression of severity to her face, and
even her gown forgot to be severe, as
1t found itself trying to follow pretty
curves in and out, and had an air of its
own quite unlike that of the ordinary
tailormade gowns, and which was in
fnitely becoming. Miss Tailormade's
friends say that she knows very well
there is nothing she looks so we'll In,
which may be true. Hasn't Carroll
Beckwith himself said that the high
est form of art was the decoration OF
the human form? If he didn't, that
is what pretty pupil understood him
to say, which is the same thing, to all
intents and purposes.
And meantime Fluffy Frivols drew
long, weak sigh, and in weak, fading
away little voice murmured:
you are very cruel"
Eyes, intend to be-" replied Miss
Tailormade. STILL" with an attempt
at great severity, Pm like a surgeon
and do 1t for your welfare. I'm
1m-oh, dear-what do they call it
when the doctor digs down after a bull
let or whatever 1t is? Oh. yes,
know, I'm probing the wound to make
1t we'll knew you'd be all in mess
this morning and I've come to get you
out Of It."
Il shall never feel any better" said !
Fluffy Frivols in the same weak voice
and with world of untold grief in |
her tones while the pretty French maid
bathed her temples alphabetically
with violet water.
"Oh, yes, you will" answered Miss
Tailormade cheerfully. You will
feel much better after I have taken
you out walking"
"Felice, you may open one of the
windows and lay out Miss Fluff's walk +
ing gown and then you may go. /
will do everything else that is neces
sary." /
you know I have broken my en-
gagement with Jack?" said Fluffy
Frivols in faint, heart-broken tones.
well, of course, didn't know it,
but l suspected you would do some
such foolish thing after last night.
suppose he came around to talk 1t over
this morning."
yes"
"And you have been crying almost
all night?"
"Yes."
"And you went down to see him all
teary and red-eyed?"
+ yves, I suppose So"
well, don't wonder. shouldn't