Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1902-01-23
A Literary
Woman's Trousseau
BY MARGARET C. FAwcETT.
Copyrighted By Daily story Pub. Co

half hours Yes, | deliberately SCI
my cap for him, SO you may congratu
late me on my conquest. The bride
/ elect Of a senator and next winter
, Washington Washington. the Mecca
OF my fondest dreamsl He proposed
|, to-night-the senator, you know
Other women may feel differently
presume, though. in such matters
we're all very much alikeAbut a pro.
posal has a tremendously exhiIarat.
ing effect on me. I've received -four
in the course of my career and i
never had TO acquire the taste. Four
proposals. Not a bad record for "a
young person rather clever with the
pen" as | once heard that odious
Mrs. DE Bruyn Hops describe me.
| Ugh, how | hate herl
Well, we're to be married in June.
dear D., which implies some tall
hustling on my part as regards
clothes. Thank goodness. there are
no rejected manuscripts these days.
and can afford a trousseau that viii
satisfy even my fastidious future lord
and master. But it means work. I'm
afraid, dear D., if it were not for
those honest half hours / spend with
you before ! take up my pen serious
/ ~, ia write the --LATEST. stlpidest
stun. Q, yes, I've tried it and know.
l suppose the machinery Of my brain
needs exercising before II is sum
GENTLY timber TO pen those eNquis
itely spiritueile things Mrs. j. u.
l. Parker's words, not mine. dear
/ D.
March 30 Saw the senator off to-
day and bought my best hat. ID
that hat is troubling me. It's not al
all what the best hat Of the senator's
bride should be. Alas, not Picture.
dear D., an extremely modest lit. !
tie affair, the strawlilke green rushes.
with punches OF violet tucked unob- |
trusively away here aud there. O. its
becoming enough. but | realize that
the best hat Of the senator's wife |
should be a gorgeous affair of lace
and flowers. And ii wasn't a question |
of money, either. D.. / could have 1
afforded La Ferte's most sumptuous
creation. But. III tell YOU how it
happened, and why there'll repose
this summer atop this golden brown
head-sounds like one Of my own
heroines, doesn't tia poem in vio-
lets, a poem of the pastoral or.
der. instead of a gorgeous sym
phony in up-to-dates coloring. I've
mentioned Freddie 10 you before.
have | not. dear D.? Night ed
itor on that hateful News. You re-
member it rejected my first manu-
script. The day | submitted IL | met
Freddie for the first time and fell In
love on the spot. IL was his eyes, /
think. They're the blacklist gray you
ever saw with the kindliest fashion
of smiling at you even when the face
is grave. No, he's never told me that
he loved me, but, between you and
me, D., he never needed TO. with
those eyes. But. little heather that
| am, I've preached my hatred of poy-
erty to him all the time we have been
friends. And it's true. hate IL. D..
| don't believe that even with Freddie ,
I'd find genteel poverty-odious
All, you and ] i I
know some secrets, don't we? There ]
must be pages in the beginning that
are unreadable, so blurred with tears ,
are they pages that tell OF timid /
girls struggles in a greedy, elbowing. $
selfish, heartless, wicked city. And \
he poverty then! 1t was dreadful. /
Va 4 i
md l. but, alasl we remember the i
cost. Quite the best people have a
aiken us up, but, somehow, deep |
Town in our hearts, we don't value a
hose best people so much, do we. A
-? But about the hat | started Q
Town town this morning, you know, n
With the first intention Of purchasing c
he most stupendous affair. Well, a
ust at the corner of Browning's I,
here this side of Mime. LaFerte's, I,
aw Freddie. He didn't see me at "
rst; he was talking to a man, and |
GU may be sure Toasted my eyes on t,
i'm. And. D.. his overcoat looked II
0 shabby and somehow he looked so Il
iscouraged / wanted to throw my al
rms around his neck and give him a F
God hug. He finally saw me, D, Il
nd the look he gave was so re- |
ealing l knew at once he had heard CT
( my engagement. Well. | went into II
hat millinery store-I beg La Ferries r
ardon, emporium-my head full of II
reddie. my thoughts with him. in
ow. then. D.. could | remember "a
hat the senator would like? Wen. "a
didn't. And now imagine wearing ~
hat during ones honeymoon that al
III be forever suggesting another it
AMI sa
May IA long letter from the sen be
or this morning that fills me with IN
le liyeliest qualms. He reminds me y
lat next mouth will forever put an er
ID to our separation and asks me &c
NV I'm getting along with my prep sp
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