The daily silver state. [volume] (Winnemucca, Nev.) 1903-1907, 1904-05-21

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trunks were of heavy black silk slashed
by yellow satin. with hose of lavender
silk. and her little shoes were of rus
set French leather. Quite a rainbow,
you will say, but such a rainbow!
Brandon and | were struck dumb
with admiration and could not keep
from showing it. This disconnected
the girl md increased her embarrass-
ment until we could not tell which was
the prettiest. the garments, the girl or
the confusion. but this | know-the
whole picture was rs sweet and beauti-
full as tile eyes of man could behold.
Fine feathers will not make fine
birds. and Mary's masculine attire
could no more make her look like a
rna than harness al disguise the
graces of q gaZelle. Nothing could
conceal her intense. exquisite
Eood. With our looks of establishment
md admiration Mays bushes deep
ened.
what is the matter? Is anything
wrong?" she asked.
Nothing is wrong" answered Bran
tOhs ciAiiiii3C ~ cBAtt VI hALAIoEAls ANOl-i-
ing on earth is wrong with you. you
may be sure. You are perfect-that is.
for q wonan-and one who thinks there
is anything wrong about q perfect
woman is hard to please. But if you
latter yourself that you in any way
resemble q man or that your dress in
the faintest degree eonceals -FOUR sex
tynt1 ofsn fnfCfnI+nn II nanlynn - A,Ir
more apparent"
"How can that be-" asked Mary III
comlcal tribulation. us not this q
mans doublet and hose. and this hat
Is it net a mans hat? They are all for
n man. Then why do | not look like
one. | ask? Tell me what is wrong.
oh, | thought | looked just like q man.
l thought the disguise was perfect"
"Well." returned Brandon. IF you
will permit me to say so. you are en-
tirely too symmetrical and shapely
ever to pass for a man"
The flaming color was in her cheeks
rs Brandon went n: Your feet are
too small. eve for q boys feet. |
don't think you could be made to look
like a man if you worked from now
till doomsday."-
Brandon spoke in a troubled tone,
for he was beginning to see in Mary's
! perfect and irrepressible womanhood
an insurmountable difficulty right
across his patti.
"As to your feet. you might find
larger shoes. or. better still. Jack boots
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longer trunks. but what TO do about
the doublet | am sure | do not know"
Mary looked up helpless and forlorn
and the hot face went into her Bonded
elbow as a realization of the situation
seemed to dawn upon her.
"Oh. | wish | had o comet But |
wanted to grow accustomed. so that
lieve | could bear it more easily with
any one else. | did not think of it in
that way" And she snatched her
cloak from where it had fallen Oh the
floor and threw 1t around her.
What way. Mary?" asked Brandon
gently and receiving no answer. "But
you will have TO bear my looking at
you all the time if you so with me-"
Il don't believe | can do it."
mo. no." answered he. bravely at
tempting c~heerfulness: I'VE may rs
well give it up. | have had no hope
from the first. | knew it could not be
done. and 1t should not. | was both
insane and criminal TO think of per-
hitting you to try it,"
Brandon's forced c~heerfulness died
ont with his words. and he sank into a
chair. with his elbows on his knees and