Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1900-02-15

Aileen with toss of her head, but
before the controversy progressed
further Mabel went on with her ex-
PLANTATION of the plan of entrapping
unwary young man on ST Valentines
evening.
We'll, you get the crowd together
at somebody's house and then you have
a small brother or somebody, a sister
if you're about half out of brothers.
dressed for a cupid
Il hope he will be more thoroughly
dressed than the conventional cupid"
suggested Kathryn, cor the party is
likely to break up right there"
Don't be a goose" said Mabel
sternly. He wears a cute white dress
and gauze wings"
And carries mandolin strapped
over his shoulder" suggested Kinda.
Not for minute" said Mabel de-
! cidedly. Il do wish you girls wouldn't
be silly or I'll never get through with
this He has cute little wagon filled
with pieces of white paper cut in
tached a pencil
So We can write home for money"
cut in Marie.
Miss Hurvine silenced her with a
look of disdain and went on:
He goes around the room with the
wagon and each one takes one of the
little hearts and pencils, and then thew
are called upon to write a verse or a
valentine to someone in the party.
When they all get through the cupid
goes around again"
And collects the garbage" said
Kathleen, who had remained a silent
listener up to this point.
Let her tell it," said Aileen. cts
good story. She's all right Let her
tell it,"
Il won't tell you girls another thing
and | won't have anything to do with
the party if you don't behave your
selves, now" said Mabel. well. the
verses are all piled up on a table and
somebody reads them out to the
crowd, and everyone has a chance to
guess who wrote each one and to
whom it was written. Of course if
the verses sort of describe some pe-
culiarity Of the person addressed it
would help some"
"Oh, that would be lovely" said
Aileen; 81 can see my finish when they
get at my peculiarities. If everybody
writes anything mean about me RI
won't play"
And so it was decided that it should
be Valentine party and that every
body should come and that the BOYS
should not know anything about the
scheme until they had reached the
house lest they might come loaded"
with verses culled from handy volumes
of quotations.
Mabel Hurvine's home was ablaze
with lights on the night of ST. Valen-
tines day. The parlor was hung with
smilax and ferns and from the chande-
lier dangled a mighty heart pierced by
cruel arrow. Everything was ready
for the Valentine party, and half the
guests had arrived. Marie was gayly
singing Il Don't Care II You Never
Come Back" while a solemn Young
man played rag time on the piano |
HAN dozen other girls were sweetIv
telling fibs as many young men who
hung over their chairs or sat beside
them and seemed to be drinking II all
in. The little cupid, proud of his i'm |
portance, and immensely concerned
over the success Of his gauze wings. |
VISA waiting in an inner room for his |
part in the game. when Lottie Mere |
dith tripped gayly up the steps and
kissed Mabel Hurvine, who met her in |
the hall
Wait a minute before you 20 in"
whispered Mabel. TON is here"
All the dancing light died out OF
Lottie Meredth's eyes in an instant. |
Her cheeks turned deathly white
moment, and then flushed red as
peonies.
"Tom?" she gasped. TON? You
don't mean Tom Price?"
Mabel shook her head solemnlv in
affirmation and took both Lottie's
hands in hers.
yes. he came about twenty minutes
ago. was as much thunderstruck as
you"
But Mabel" whispered Lottje
dragging Miss Hurvne into a bed.
room, where they could not be over
heard. where did he como fran,