The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1900-08-04
hMarcie, I"

Yes, think am changed. and I hope
as you say, fer the better. What i'm
proyement you see is due 10 Marcia Da-
Wis, the dearest girl in the world. We
met at boarding school and sop became
great friends WAY she shoua take to
quiet, studious girl like me 1 could
never understand, but she did, and dur
ing those four years CT school life we
were almost inseparabie. She was such
pretty, bright girl that she always TAD
hosts Of admirers at our receptions ard
other such gatherings, while l. being SO
plain and quiet, was usually a wall
flower. Unfortunately, we poor wal
flowers had hearts as well as our more
fortunate sisters.
Wen, Marcia slipped into my room one
night just as I was dressing for a re
ceotion.
oh, Marion" she exclaimed, why
don't You curl your hair tonight?''
You know I always wore my hair
combed straight back from my face and
never dreamed it could be improved.
1 looked at Marcia's hair, so pretty and
curly. and then at my own straight locks
and answered:
Il would curl It if 1 thought it would
improve it,"
Now, You sit right down and let me curl
il for you
But you haven't the time" remon-
strated.
"Oh, yes, have, or would have, If It
wasn't for that dreadful German lesson
for tomorrow. If you could help me-
Help you? Indeed, and I'll be glad
to-" That was one thing I could do and
it always seemed so easy 10 me. but
then, We had an excellent teacher and
Tor, that is. all Of us girls were just
in love with him. True, he was a wild
over, and nearly 40, but Tor, mean all
of US. didn't mind that.
Well. Marcia curled my hair and ar
ranged it loosely on the top of my head,
something like I have it now, and so
different from the tight braids I used to
wear. I always comb it this way now,
for Charles-I mean everyone likes IT..
What dress are you going to wear?"
Marcia asked.
Il thought Of my blue
net at all Blue isn't your color.
You must wear that pretty pink enc
I've been coaxing you 10 put on ever
since the term commenced"
So, unwillingly 1 donned it, having my
misglvings about it all the while for
1 felt it wasn't plain enough for me,
and when she had hooked and pinned Il,
given final touch to my hair. she sent
me to the mirror. saying as she ran to
her own room to dress:
Marion Kingsley, you never looked
better. Why, you might catch even
Jack Billings, with his millions. If you
don't make your mark tonight my name
isn't Marcia Davis"
I looked in the mirror, thinking mean
while, not of Jack Billings and his mil
lions, but OF the salaried German
teacher and-well. OF my German l We 8
changed so 1 scarcely knew mys If
Without Marcia's assistance. yes, and
persistence, too. I would have gone to
the reception in plain gown and tightly
braided hair. AS 1t was 1 went looking
better than anyone had ever seen me,
and determined to make the most of II
and did. 1 saw Jack Billings some, but
1 wasn't interested in him, and anyway
he saw no one but Marcia, who was,
as usual, the center of quite group.
Yes, was with the German teacher
part of the evening and he paid he sew
eral compliments. On my German? Wei
I believe he did mention it, but we talk
ed mostly Of other things. And after II
was all over Marcia slipped in to sleep
with ne.
How did you make out with Jack?'
she asked. when We were snug in bed.
"Oh. pretty well, but Marcia, l cont
want him. Why don't you try for him
yourself?"
why, Marion Kingsley" she exclaim-
ed, what do you mean? Do you think
I'd marry anyone but a southerner? No,
indeed! OF course, Jack is nice, and I
Ike him, but I couldn't marry north
erner."
Yes, Jack was nice, and the poor fell
low was dead in love with Marcia. as
I soon found out, but she wouldn't give
him the least encoura cement, not even
when the term closed and we stepped
forth into the world as graduates
From the night of that reception 7
took more interest in my personal az
pearance and l think, yes. I'm sure,
there is considerable improvement, which
proves that even the homiest women. by
giving careful attention to dress, can
greatly improve their looks.
But what has become Of Marcia? Oh
Jack went south the next winter and
must have overcome her scruples, for
they're to be married n June
And the German teacher?
Why, he gives up his position tbs
pring and-and-well, we're going to
Europe on our wedding tour.-Boston
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