The Havre herald. [volume] (Havre, Mont.) 1904-1908, 1908-03-25
INVITATIONS,
Girl Finds Her Manner u Little Too
Free and IGnticfnH

Girl Finds Her Manner q Little Too
Free and IInticfnE
s1Clif, what made You sc0wi while I
was putting that rose in Jem's button
hole?" Stella Pierce demanded, as she
ran down the steps from the porch and
joined her brother. We're not going
to be late. They can't begin the play
until I'm there, anyway. I'm to put on
the makeup for them"
They had walked to the corner to-
gether before Cliff answered, shortly :
mo, l didn't think we'd be late"
what was 1t, then? Surely not be-
cause gave him the rose boy I've
known all my life|
mo. 1t wasn't the thing you did.
But you took such a time about it,
and held your face 80 close to his
and smiled UP at him SO. You'd have
been mighty surprised, no doubt, IL he
had put his arms round you and given
you hugo"
stella's head went up haughtily.
what a thing to say to me, Cliff
Pierce Jem wouldn't dare touch me-
The boys all know they can't take lib
critics with me-"
All the same, your whole manner
was an invitation. You needn't get an
cry, sis l knew you didn't mean any
thing by it, but girls don't understand
how some things seem to boys, and
I've noticed that way you have with
the fellows before. It's Just as IL you
dared them to come on. | tell you,
you've got to look out. II one of 'em
should take you up some day you'd
have yourself to thank
II consider your remarks insulting"
said Stella, In high disdain, and they
walked in silence the rest Of the way to
the hall where the amateur theatricals
were to be given.
Once in the midst of the exciting hur-
ry behind the scenes Stella forgot her
grievance, and taking out rouge Dot,
brushes and pencils, began her work.
"Who next?" she asked, presently,
as she was completing a pair Of beau
tiful eyebrows for one of the girls.
Take Mr.. Atwater :" cried the busy
leading lady" Eve shall want him
first of all"
"Rut l don't need any paint" OBJ
jected the big, handsome fellow, as he
dropped into the chair before Stella.
"Of course you do" she retorted,
dimpling down at him. You'd look
like a ghost without it behind those
footlights."
Then the furry about them went on,
and Stella, recognizing new dash of
spice in her task, tried to seem uncon-
scious while she worked Of the black
eyed stare Of admiration, which never
wavered.
"Well, I'm reconciled to paint young
Atwater remarked, meaningly, as she
put on the finishing touches. my face
is yours, to do anything you like with
it."
mo, thank you" she answered,
roguishly. Not with all that rouge
On"
flake some Of 1T off," he challenged,
and just then 1t happened that the
leading lady hurried half dozen per-
formers to the stage, leaving the two by
themselves for an instant.
"I-don't know where to begin Stel-
la flung back, still laughing.
Begin with my lips he said with
quick step forward, and ten seconds
later Stella stood alone in the room,
ready to stamp the floor in helpless
rage.
II hate him! I hate him ~ she said,
aloud. "Impertinent! Common! How
dared he?" She was rubbing the smear
Of rouge from her own angry face, and
as she did 30 the details Of her own
part in the scene just past flashed be-
fore her. Like judgment, she heard
her brothers words, yourself to
thank"
IT'S true" she owned to herself,
turning her crimson face away as three
more actors in need OF compilations
came trooping into the room. "Oh, I'm
ashamed i'-Youtl's Comrsnion.