The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1901-09-20

u you! wen, II you re going 70
lunch with me at the Dips Club, you
will have the pleasure of seeing them
together. Roth are members, you
know"
- thought the rules separated the
Eexes at feeding-timey'
"Nominally. But after the soup they
draw the curtain that divides the ladies'
restaurant from the gentlemer's grill,
and"
"Fusion is the word. 1 should like of
all things to see It. Why did you never
asa me before?"
Because l never Joined until l went
in for swimming" retorted Lady Con-
Lie.
And now you're one Of the cracks,
tren't your"
i've won some races and gained a
bracelet for the high dive"
Does she'll call the lie Quesne the
Ogross, because she has such an endear-
ing little way of crunching eligible
young men up, body n bones-does
she natate, as the Americans say?"
Swim? Like a bladder of lard!" said
Connie disgustediy. "WaIoping is the
WORT for It. See herel" She pulled out
her fair cheeks and waved her arms,
and gave, on the whole, a not too a
gerated imitation Of the aquatic frolics
Of the lady in question, and Molly
shrieked with laughter.
Women are never humorous unless
they're jealous she said, wiping her
trimming eyes when the performance
was over.
jealous DO you suppose" Con-
ME was beginning, when the other cut
her short.
"eJalous? OF course you are! And,
+ you want to cut out your hated rival
do 1t in the water. Don't you have
aquatic show-of days. when the malo
club members race in the big swimming
bath, and he women s. in the balconies
and bet on the rayorite; and vice versa,
when the ONE splash INT the men
looE on?" Molly's eyes twlnkled as she
stopped to whisper in Comics ear.
Pull her under-duck her-make her
appear an idiot when Freddy LorrikeF
Ii looking on and she may hold up neF
nnger until she p%erishes, after that,
without getting him back. Trust me! /
know menl" said Molly.
"Oh! you dear, daring, clever thingl'
screamed Connie, falling ON her friends
neck in rapture. And they went to-
gether to the "Dips" club, n lunched
at the very next table TO Mrs. lie
Quesne, and she was very XII ana
condescending to Lady Connle-so much
so that Lady Connie would have given
WORLDS to be able to hurl a outlet at her
rivals head and challenge her TO a
duel with pickle-forks. Then, just be-
fore the second course, the curtains
dividing the genelemen's grill from the
ladies' restaurant few apart--and Fred
dy Lorriker arose and drifted with the
tide in the direction Of his enehantress'
table.
There's your little girl, Tippy!" said
the Enchantress, who had nlcknames
for ali her victims. as she haughtily
motioned the captain TO an opposite
chair. Looks washy and l%oyeldrn,
doesn't she?
alike an arrow corrected Lady Con
ME. Then she gaze a little nod to the
Enchantress and another to Freddy, and
iripped away, leaving two images be-
fore the mental vision OF the warrior,
one being a fair, slender, virginia. form
clad in clinging garments OF pale blue
and white, with a iaunty cap on It's
golden hair. poised for a swallow-like
fight; the other that Of a brunette Of
~enlorescent personality and pro-
embonpoint. balanced awk-
wardly on the end of an elastic plank,
He wrlthed a little at this. and excused
by saying hat he had a twinge
Of his African cramp,
Little cat," thought Mrs. lie Quesne.
the labored lie and reading
FREDDY like a book. And, being =
clever woman. she then and there for
the mental vow never 70 enter
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