The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1903-03-26

That rug was a perfect sumner, all
gorgeous rich blues and green's, with
= background OF a most beautiful ter
ra-eottary crimson. It had been made
expressly for u.s. as Nita explained
proudly to the greasy Oriental, who,
however, did not seem a bit impressed
with the information, but persisted in
.he extremely low price he had offered
Is at the beginning. An absurdly low
price, yet one to which we finally had
to agree, for both Nita and / were
firmly resolved on one thing
would so to Mrs Stephenson's house
party. 1t would probably be our last
bit Of fun with the old crowd. Hence
forth we would have to forego society
and earn our own liyings. (How we
hated the ideai) For Mrs Stephen
sons house party one, OF course, need
ed new gowns, etc,. and in conse-
queAce. money. Now, since a most
lS4ind guardian-cousin (not angel
had invested our small fortune in such
a way that it not only became smaller
but was finally lost to view entirely,
we were penniless. and when we de.
eided We must sell something at once,
the discovery was made that nc one
thing in the house would bring more
than the rug. Having the better
business head" of US two-did the
most OF the bargaining | argued. the
Oriental stood firm. | argued again,
ard n,too,tuobod Nff4o t,ro 80, t~c.vo
ly until the man began counting the
money out to me. then, with one howl.
she few from the room, sIamming the
door after her.
Well, we went to the house party
{ would have had a good time if it had
not been for Nita. She spoiled every
thing. Each evening while we dressed
for dinner she would scold nightly.
Eaca night she would sob herself to
sleep, and me to wakefulness, and
through all the seedlings and the tears
swept the refrain: Our rug, our dear,
beautiful rugln
Then, one evening, some little time
after the dressing bell had rung, Nita
came in from-I don't know where.
She had a fearful sunburn on, and was
so mussy, and on my timidly suggest
Ing her hurrying a bit (9he was aim
lessly gazing into the mirror, she
turned 10 me with the sweetest, gen.
tlest smiles and said Il know 1t. dear. 1"
nearly fainted.. Not being as well
acqusintea with Mia as am, you may
s,f tn4a 4 H. 4
wasn't like her. OF course was puz-
zled by the change but thought she
might have realized there wasn't time
to scold then. That ! would have
double measure at the next opportun-
lty had no doubt: but no. bedtime
came and no outburst. wrathy or tear
ful. Such a relief Yet hours after
Nita was asleep lay awake thinking.
What could it mean? Alas. no light
dawned on me. The next morning
tNita being late) the rug was men
toned the first thing, but so different
ly.
Dear old rug" she said. gaspingly
(she was being hooked into her gown
perhaps it is Just as well. Henrietta.
that-that 9e didn't keep It.
/ started.
"A house party Is rather good fun.
Isn't it, she continued.
The next day we dined on board a
yacht, and I didn't see Nita alone un-
III bedtime
oh. I'm having a bully time, Hen
riettal' she exclaimed.
felt hurt SO would have had
from the start. it,"
Yes. I know-you poor dear" she
said If hadn't been so very horrid
about the rug. But now I'm not, am