The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1903-10-28
the color Immensely.

and the girl who was the secret or MS
nccess. took seats at the table where
he was dining The gentle beauty of
the girl had never been so marked as
| it was on this occasion. She was sty-
lishly gowned in creepe de chine
shirt waist suit which WAS all white
save the monogram that:was embroid-
ed in yellow on the left side of the
front piece of the dress bodice. He
fairly glowed with happines when he
saw that the monogram was composed
of the letters e. g. McC., which were
interviewer most artistlcally. "Elodia
Christy Mcclure, thought Mr., Luck
EFT. The girl for whom | have been
| looking three years. have found her
she is the girl that was the keynote
to my color scheme-and the girl | am
very near to loving. To Mr.. LucKett
1t seemed perfect happiness at the lin
it of imagination. He felt that this
incident was a stepping stone to sonIe-
thing else-he felt that he would know
more of her personality than he had
learned Dy the indications of her hand
writing. He saw that there had been
placed on the floor near her a long mar
row box, and on it was the address
Elodia Christy Mcclure, The Ameri-
can. City.
FLOWERS he thought. II wonder if
these are the roses that | ordered sent
to herr He Planned a romance as he
dined.
At last she had the box opened. The
roses were yellow. "An ideal dream
she said as she looked at them. "Won-
der who knows my taste so well" she
casually inquired. Mr.. Luckett hand
ed her his card in answer to her ques-
ton. She looked at it mysteriously
before she spoke, and with caIefulness
that indicated embarrassment Why are
you the Mr.. Luckett-the short story
editor of the New York Blade the one
| heard everybody talking about when
| was in New York CITY attending
school, she said in tone of frank
admiration.
Mr.. Luokett shrugged his shoulders.
"Yes-I am J. Clary Luckett three
years ago l was the Blades literary
editor, and while on the staff 1 hand
led an unusually fascinating story
written by Elodia Christy Mcclure.
My name is Mcclure Elodia
Chrsty'', she interrupted THAT story
was my first and last one and 1t was
about the efforts | made to write a
novelette, was IL notf
Eyes, and / have the signature of
the manuscript said Mr.. Luckett as
be gave her the slip of paper which
was her signature that he had In Eis
memorandum book
How strange, said Miss Mcclure
and handed the piece of paper to her
aunt. 1T is my signature of the man
usGript of that | wrote ages ago.,
she explained. "YUu remember ,auntie,
when Mary Luckett and l bought our
rings with our story mCReJ.' She
showed them the ring winch she had
on the third finger of her right hand.
Mr. Luckett was glad to see that she
wore no other ring.
Mary Luckett She is my cousin,
Mr.. Luckett began; and they had
pleasant little chat about Mary, who
Elodia mad not seen since their depart
ure from New York city
Miss Met lures relatives and Mr..
Duckett were made acquainted imme-
diately, and be related to them his
whole experience from the time that
he read Miss Mcclure s manuscript to
the present occasion.
When Mr.. Luckett ended the strange
gentleman who was at the table near
them handed a card to him, and made
a dead rush for the hotel lobby. In
the center of the card was the name
John X. Hodge. in the left hand corner
was the following; Paris Representa-
tive of The New York Blade.
That reporter got that romance
straight and easy, said DeBond, laugh
ing.
Mr.. Luckett is now manager of the
LaHcist Il Lafayette. Co. The firm is
growing rapidly, and branch houses
are being established throughout
France under the management of Mr..
Luckett.
The Luckett Mcclure wedding
took place March 20 at the home of the
brides parents in Virginia. Mr.. and
Mrs Luckett have been at home in
Paris since May "a.
After a pause of silence Donald said,
1t was the finishing touch that set her
off. 1t proves that the first impression
that a woman makes is made by her
appearance. 1t IS the little finishing
touches that count in the makeup Of
a woman S dress-such as novel and |
fetching collar, she continued. Sim
plicity and effect are the passwords to
a g cd impression that a woman natu-
rally wants to make Milly". The clock |
indicated ten minutes to four, and it
was too late to go to the matinee
so Milly got her hat to go home.
Donald kissed her goodbye and said,
THE girl must look the part she
plays" and must come up to her
ooks too.
Il know why Donald takes so many
pains in fixing the finishing touches
IN her dresses thought Milly.
at was the finishing touch that set
Elodia off MilIy said to her self, and
he words rang very true.