Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1901-10-05
LADY CONNLE'S PLUNGE.

| WHAT chance" gasped Lady Connie,
taking her faIr. dIsneveled head out from
among the cushions Of her b0udoir lounge
and drying her tear-stained eyes with an
absurd little gOssamer handkerchief;
| what chance mas a girl-a mere girl,
who has only been out for a season and
a half-against a married woman like
Nita lie QuesneF
None a ALL" said her friend, a rather
plain. sensible young woman, with sport
ing tastes and tailor-made garments.
Not the ghost of a chance!'
Yet she's over 30-and makes up
said Lady Connie yiciOusly.
Men prefer women over 30" said Mol
I ~ Ferdon sententiously, land | am in
clined to believe that they lean to make
up.
Her waist is at least six inches larger
than mine" Connie persisted.
She is Of the voluptuous and redund-
ant type, | grant you" returned her
friend, but men like that, too
Her. boots are fyes and her gloves
sevens."
drives four-in-hand. Men adore that kind
of thing" returned Molly, lighting a Gig
arctic. My child, what perfect tobac
co..
Capt Lorriker gave me the box when
he came home invalided from Africa, and
''YOu got so chummy?"
''He-he was laid up at his aunt's in
Belgrave square, and-I visit there, you
! know
"Or you did just then, and you used to
drop in and spend the mornings and the
| afternoons, and sometimes the evenings,
reading and singing and playing to the
wounded hero" Molly made little bit
of a grimace.
1T was only Christian charity" said
Lady Connie with dignity. He had a
splinter Of a Shell in the muscles of his
ribs on the right side
And little Connie thuught that an ar
row, skilfully implanted in the left side
might serve as a counter irrtant." Mol
| ~ eXhaled a thin blue cloud of Turkish
Vap0r and smiled at the water colors
upon the wall. "Now, Capt. Lorriker is
we'll"
almost; only he gets awful attacks of
cramp, and turns blue"
Does hep
Every now and then. 1t has something
to do with the water in South Africa. He
vows he will never drink another drop as
long as he lives"
It's the kind of oath you can really
rely on a mans keeping. But. tell me
one thing. While you We're playing, not
Sister, but Cousin-in-Mercy, where was
! the lie QuesneY
In the Riviera. And Fred-I mean
| Capt. Lorriker- admitted to me tina;
! there had been what he called "A slight
| entanglement, anu promised to steer
| clear of such things for the future"
And you believed him? Goosen'
| And them" went on Lady Connie, ris.
| ing to her feet and beginning to walk up
and down over the Morris carpets of her
sanctum, her pale Liberty draperies trail
ing, her gold hair disheveled her cheeks
and eyes flaming with Indignation. and
her fingers nervOusly wrestling with the
| clasp of her Egyptian silver girdle; then
she came back. Oh, it was degrading. She
just held up one Of her fngers-gave him
| one look, and"
trained retriever he is. The lie Quesne is
famous for breaking in men. | rather
admire her for it,
DO you? Wen, if you're going to
lunch with me at the Dips club, you
will have the pleasure of seeing them to-
gether. Both are members. YOU know"
Il thought the rules separated the
sexes at feeding time"
"Nominally But after the soup they
draw the curtain that divides the ladies'
restaurant from the gentemen's grill,
| and"
Fusion is the word; l should like of
all things to see it. Why did you never
ask me before?'
Because | never joined until | went
in for swimming" retorted Lady Connie.
And now you're one of the cracks,
aren't your
I've won some races and gained
bracelet for the high dive"
Does she'll call the lie Quesne the
| Ogress, because she has such an endear-
ing little way of crunching eligible young
men up, body and h0mes-doeS she ma
tate, as the American Say?"
SWIM Like bladder of lard!" said
Connie disgustcdly. "Walloping is the
| word far II hnro 80 She u,,fTnI oir+
her fair cheeks and waved her arms, and
gave, on the whole, a not too exaggerated
! 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 90 Connie
was beginning, when the other cut her
| short
jealous? or course You are! And.
If YOU want to cut out your hated rival
| do 1t IN the water. Don't YOU have
aquatic showoiI days, when the male
club members race in the big swimming
bath. and the women sit in the balconies
| and bet ON the favortc; and vice versa
| when the women splash and the men
| look on?" Molly's eyes twiukled as she
| stopped TO whisper in Comics ear Pull
nm idiot when Freddy Lorriker is looking
ON, and she may hold up her finger until
she perishes, after that, without getting
him back. Trust me! l know men,"
said Molly.
"Oh. you dear, darling, clever thing!"
| screamed Connie, falling on her friends
neck in rapture And they went To-
gether TO the Dips club. and lunched
NJ the very next table to Mrs lie Quesne,
and she was very kind and condescend-
ing TO Lady Connie-so much so that
Lady Connie would have given worlds
to be able to hurl outlet at her rivals
head and challenge her to a duel with
pickle forks. Then, just before the see
ond course. the curtains dividing the gem
tlemcn's grill from the ladies' restaurant
flew apart--and Freddy Iorrker arose
and drifted with the tide in the direction
of his enchantreSs' table
There's your little girl, Tippyw said
the enChantress, who had nicknames for
all her victims, as she haughtily mo-
toned the captain to an opposing chair.
Looks washy and loveloru. doesn't she?
Oh. you cruel mani She shook her I'm
ger playfully.
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