The Democrat-sentinel. [volume] (Logan, Ohio) 1906-1935, 1906-09-06

lot Of things mother didn't like the
favor Of. aud today
"whoopee" yelled Yates from the
dressing room. "l've found Warry's
tablecloth. It's dream"
Warwick sat up and dropped his
cigarette. Waltzing dizzlly rndiantly,
wlckedly out from the dressing room
came Yates. array ed in the pink silk
klmono. There was silence. then a
long drawn howl OF delight from the
crowd They caught Yates In their
arms, and swept him up on the center
table. They handed him Samoan
fan OF dyed plumes and II Mexican
peaked hat Trainor at the piano
crashed into the "san Toy" overture.
And suddenly Warwick stood up,
white and mad, mad clear through
that they should dare even in jest to
touch anything that belonged to the
dear, unknown girl, the brunette with
the gray eyes.
"Take that off" he said.
The music stopped short, but not
from his words. Every face in the
crowd was turned toward the door Of
the hall, and Yates looked helpless and
miserable Warwick turned too, and
held bis breath. She stood in the
doorway, one hand lifting aside the
heavy drapery Behind her was
George, the colored hall boy Her
face looked startled, aud yet there
was amusement, too, in the wide gray
eyes, as they glanced from face to
face and finally rested on Yates.
"rhere is some mistake, / think"
she said gently. George tells me II
parcel of mine was left here tonight
| have only moved here today, and
he made mistake. | think that
gentleman has on my kimOno."
Wretched, limp aud apologetic, Yates
was assisted from the table, and di-
vested of the pink silk gown.
81 am sorry to spoil your amuse
ment"- she stopped, and turned her
head toward Warwick as the host,
when all at once her eyes met Stan
tons.
"Marjorle!" he gasped. Marjorie,
you blessed kid!'
Silently and discreetly the crowd
averted its composite face while Stan
ton kissed Marjorie ecstatically. War
wick looked unhappy.
Boys" cried Stanton, "this is my
sister, all the way from Nebraska to
Manhattan to take care OF her little
brother"
"Mother Is here, too,' Marjorie ex-
planned, blushing at the effusive well
come accorded her. 1--WE had the ad-
dress of these apartments and you
wrote that they were very nice, you
know, ana that Mr.. Warwick lived
here
"That's Warwick" interposed Stan
ton. He's a bully fellow"
Warwick bowed. Suddenly he felt a
great. supreme gladness steal over him.
She had gray eyes, Stanton's sister
from Nebraska.
80 we came right here from the de-
pot, and mother wanted to surprise
you by having everything ready. l
bought my kimOno on the way here,
because our trunks haven't come yet,
and the boy made a mistake delivering
It, We have the apartment just across
the hall"
Boys" cried Stanton, "come on to
the apartment across the hall and be
introduced You've got to make US
welcome, because we've come to stay"
Decorously and quietly the crowd |
crossed to the apartment next door
With dignity and beautiful grace they |
were introduced to StantOn's mother |
and to Stanton's home, and Stanton |
knew he was accepted and admitted |
forever to the 'ltness of things"
But Warwick sat in a corner watch
ing Marjorie make tea, tea from his |
teapot which the Jap servant had |
brought over, and over the back OF her |
chair hung the pink silk kimono. He |
was wondering how she would look in
1t.
Sugar." she asked. "One or two.
Mr.. Warwick"
"Two" said Warwick, with half
suppressed sigh. Say, do you know
Mar-AIss Stanton, I'm Avfully glad
you're brunette, with gray eyes"
"Why?" Marjore's head bent lower
over the teapot. Tea making does re-
quire so much careful attention.
Because" said Warwick, pink is so
becoming to that type"
"And to Mr.. Yates type, too" laugh
ed Marjorie, but her face was flushed
az she slipped the pink klmono around
her, over her gray travelling suit, and
poured the tea a la Japanese for the
crowd and for Warwick.