The Greenville times. [volume] (Greenville, Miss.) 1868-1917, 1907-12-01
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well. ycu won't" prophesied Miss
Murray You will just lead him on
But the next morning Miss Biecoe
announced, II thought OF marrying t
aim to you, Clara, but knew you I
would never give up your career for |
any man, and so I have decided to /
hand him over to little Miss Smell. !"
Miss Murray. who was making their
morning coffee over an alcohol lamp, |
turned around quickly. What" she
said. THAT frumpy little thing!' i
IT'S her clothes" Miss Biscoe ex-
planned "You wait. Clara. I'm going |
to play fairy godmother. 1 owe her
something anyhow. When you were
away last week and / had one OF my
splitting headaches she came In and
was as sweet as she could be- She took
care of me like a born nurse, and I
turned everybody else out You know
what bear am when 1 have head
ache, Clara"
Indeed 1 do" said Miss Murray
feelingly.
"Well, she didn't seem to mind. She
hung over me and sat up with me, and
it was when / made her put on my
blue silk dressing gown and she had
her hair down that I discovered that
she was pretty
4 can't imagine it." said Miss Muir
ray.
"She is And she has such pretty,
attentive way Of listening. And she
has been awfully left out by the other
girls here, and am going to take her
in hand
1t required great tact for Miss Bis
coe to introduce the subject of dress
to Miss Smell. But once done she
found an adoring proselyte.
"Oh, I have always wanted to look
niee,n poor little Miss Smell said, land
1 have lived so far away from every
thing, and my people would insist upon
dressing ne as they liked things, and
know l am different, and think 1T is
dear of you to help me-
Question one.' said Miss Biscoe.
Can you afford to spend any money
on new things!'
Then it developed that Miss Smell
was not poor. She taught because life
on her f. theirs farm would have been
deadly in its monotony otherwise. But
her father never limited her expendi-
lures.
"Oh, joyr' murmured Miss Biscoe
"I'll dress you up, little lady, until you
won't knew yourself. And your first
! appearance shall be the next recep-
/ ton"
What color shall wear?" came the
| anxious question.
.sMr. Marvin likes white,'' was the
1 innocent rejoinder.
/ The bushes famed into Miss SHELLS
/ cheeks.
IF you will look like that next Fri
day he will love you on the spot, my
dear
1T is you he loves" whispered little
Miss Snell, .'and he is charming, and
Ithink you will bes a wonderful eou-
/ pie
/ NO. we won't" said Miss Biscoe de-
cidedly I'm going to marry a doctor
who lives In New York, and he is the
dearest fellow In the world"
The next Friday Owen Marvin. wan
dering Il little disconsolately through
the empty rooms of the reception hall,
came upon a little figure in white. His
footsteps made no sound the thick
carpet, and unobserved he studied her
She wore charming white net gown
Her fair, fluffy hair was twisted about
her head in a shining coronet, and as
+ she stood on the tips Of her white slip
pered toes and surveyed herself in the
big mirror she was dainty, exquisite.
81 beg pardon" Owen apologized as
she turned and caught sight Of him
and then he said quickly. why, its
: Miss SHELL"
She came forward, .blushing. Don
| you think my gown is pretty?' she
asked Miss Biscoe told me where t.
send for it. and she fixed my hair
Isn't she deari'
But he did not join in her enthu
siasu.
'sShe's something of coquette," ht
said, land very fond of admiration"
Every girl is fond of admiration,
Miss Smell defended, all pink ant
;. white. Don't you think so?"
He liked the Difference of her man
; ner Miss Biscoe that afternoon hat
told him of her engagement. and hi
: pride was hurt. He decided that Mis-
Smell appreciated him and that sh
was pretty.
He walked with her through the fas
lowed them. 1t was not easy for tn
teachers to understand the transforms
| ton Of Miss Smell, and Miss Disco
was glowing.
! isn't she success?" she said t
Miss Murray II told you she wa
pretty You can't always tell whe
your ugly ducklings are going to tur
out to be swans. my dear. And clothe
make such difference.
Her iirst name is Lily" she toll
Marvin as they stood together for
? moment, while Miss Smell talked to a
aStonished professor of English VIII
had never noticed her socially befor'
Don't you think it suits herr
YES" said Marvin and went owe
. and took Miss Smell away from til
professor OF English.
@He needn't think am going to Il
you talk to him all the evening,
told Miss Smell. with an air of propri'
torship. and she preened herself like
2 little white dove as she swept throug
the room by the side Of her handson
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