Waterbury evening Democrat., 1908-11-21

W&8>& VI E@f4 ttf tttt A&@@tt@&v S4 though I couldn't be perfectly sure what connection. if any. interviewing had with the customs. You told mo not to declare anything and didn't"
 Mir. Parker. looking as if he had been melted. poured into his clothes and then cooled of with iced water. burst out laughing.
 You're daisy. Lady Betty" said be-.
 'Ts 1t invidious to be a daisys" T. asked.
 VT guess I must look In the dlction. ary for .invidious,' but a daisy's a flower that has buddcd in tho green fields of England, where there aren't any newspaper reporters or other strange bugs"
 "Potterg exclaimed Mm. Ess Kay, "don't tease her, and when you've been in the green fields of England you'll say insects, not-er-what you did say. | if you don't want ladies to faint all around you on the foor." Then she turned to me. He means you're very innocent, because you don't know what 1t is to be interviewed. But you must have been 1t, all the same, for see here. in this dreadful Flashlight." And she handed me newspaper. with one page folded over and huge headings dotted about at the top of paragraphs. Ike the lines of big print that oculists tn vr,o EA fv-xv oua syht In the middle column I saw my name. but couldn't believe it was really there. in an American paper. began to think wasn't awake yet, and that this must be part of the dream was dreaming all yesterday.
 "BONNY-BETTY-BULKELEY," I read out aloud. "A Dukes Daughter on the Dock. Call Her by Her Front Name. Please. What Lady Betty Thinks of Our Boys"
 There was more, but when I had got 70 far. I simply gasped.
 "How dare they?"
 "There isn't much they don't dare, except to go back without story" udiu Niks oEhCl, AduSuiuS. DuS didn't laugh. was too angry. If my brother were here, he'd kill them," said.
 | 'Then he hasn't got sense of hu- mor," replied Mr. Parker. q don't see how duke could have and be duke nowadays, but guess wouldn't mind swapping my sense of humor for a dukedom, all the same. See here. Lady Betty, you'll get to like our newspapers before you've been over here a month. They sort of grow on you. They're as interesting as novels. and almost as true to life" This isn't true to my life, anyway" I said, not knowing whether wanted ] most to laugh or cry. "Oh, Sally, Sally Woodburn, will anybody believe said such things as these?"
 Give the Flashlight to me and let me look," she said. And when shed taken the paper, she began to read the stun that came under the big headings out aloud in her pretty. soft voice:
 Yesterday was blazer. but though 1t was hot enough on the docks to roast coon when the Big Willie steamed in that beautiful young visitor to our shores, Lady Betty Bulkeley, managed to look like the dukes daugh- | ter and duke's sister she is and, so far as a mere man could tell, without the help of patent hair curlers or oth- CT artificial aids to personal pulchri- tude.
 "A daughter of the gods, divinely tall and most divinely fair, she sat on throne of, ducal luggage looking queenly in an elegant white shirt waist built mostly of holes and emi- nently suited to her style of beauty as well as the weather She also had on picture hat. which was supernu- ous, as she would have been picture without it, and below the waist she was tailor made"
 I "I-think it's most insultingr broke in. And was made at home, all the way down."
 I But Sally went on: T soon found (writes the representative of the Flashlight) that the sister of the Duke of Stanforth. one of Britain's eligibles, preferred to be addressed by her front name of Lady Betty. I feel more at home, said she, with sweet voice, but a pronounced English accent, l when am called Lady Betty. And l I want to feel at home in America be- cause expect to be some time with my friend, Mrs. Stuyvesant-Knox who will show me society over on this side. have heard so much about Newport, don't you know. fancy it will be too utterly deevy.'"
 Whats deevy?" I demanded, with scorn.
 I "Oh, that's supposed to be what smart Englishwomen say for divine"
 T never heard of it.. I sneered, much; less said it. I'm sure mother would consider 1t quite profane."
 "Well. do be quiet, child, and listen to what the Flashlight says you said. What opinion have you formed of our society women and clubmen on board the Willie? was the next question.
 1T think your ladies are better dressed than ours, and the gentlemen are just lovely. They don't sit around and wait while we girls amuse them; they hustle to give us a good time, and they know how to do 1t. shouldn't wonder if should hate to go homo and associate with lords after being a summer girl in Newport don't sec now why American girls go out of their own country to marry