The enterprise-recorder. (Madison, Fla.) 1908-1933, 1909-07-01
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{ THE HAT OF DAPHNE. J
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BY WE HERsTEI

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What Is that?" / questioned.
She was before the looking glass
rolling her hair into little shining
eurls with deft fingers.
THAT" she said, as my new
dress"
"Your WHAT" said ungrammatic-
ally. But Daphne knows when
want to be sarcastic, and she did not
answer; instead she turned and
looked lovingly at the gray wisp
There is not much of It,, ] re-
marked, so suppose 1t was not ex-
penslve?"
Mime. Esme charges more for that
very reason, she said; you see, It
has got to look less than II really is.
Logically, you are talking nom
sense, DEAR" said gently, but never
mind. You have got a new mum,
see, as we'll, naughty child, that was
very eKtravagant OF you"
Daphne had not been taking much
notice. 7 am merely her elder sis
ter, and only useful in emergencies,
but now she turned round quickly
and regarded me with scorn.
"Muff,' she said. what do you
meant"
/ pointed dramatically TO a large
ermine blob that lay upon a chair
in q nest OF tissue paper. 1t was very
large. and shaped something like
busby, or a cross between a Turkish
fez and a Cossack's what-you-may-
call.
Daphne smiled charmingly; her
smile is proverbial.
That's my new hat; ism. it love-
ly?"
Hiatt" / said. ,
Don't be absurd, Elizabeth; Of
course, it's hattie newest, new
estest hat from Nine. Esme's. I'm
going to wear It tomorrow at the
Bazaar with my gray costume. 1t
suits me a ravlr, madame says; there
was only one other like 1t in her
shop
Has mother seen it?" ! asked.
A shade passed over Daphne's face,
little shadow Of trouble.
"N-no, mother hasn't exactly seen
It. l told her had bought a toque,
for she said 1t was so nice Of the
Duchess to ask us to help her at the
Bazaar; that l ought to have some
thing nice and quiet to go in, because
the Duchess is we'll known. for her
philanthropy, and is sure to dress
plainly"
But it isn't toque, dear" said.
Madame called It a Russiofez-
turke, so that is near enough; be-
sides, it's sweet, and love It, 4" she
said, and crooned over-the absurd
thing.
On the morning OF the day we had
been calling the Bazaar Day" for
the last week 1 went into Daphne's
bedroom to borrow some hairpins. l
found her lying at full length on her
bed bathed in the most heartbreaking
tears, her pretty hair was all rough
and untidy-at least, all l could see
of It.
Whatever is the matter, Daphne?"
inquired in a resigned voice.
MY hat" sobbed Daphne.
leaned over the foot Of the bed
with a sigh.
what about it?' / questioned.
Mothers seen IT,"
Il thought So" commented sage
ly; "tell me about it,
Only sobs came from the mass Of
fair hair and crumpled white muslin
and blue ribbons on the bed.
Look here" said, "your eyes will
be awful red for the afternoon il you
don't stop crying, and you'll look
simply hldeous." My strategy sue
ceeded. Daphne sat up at once. Her
cheeks were very pink, and her eyes
full Of tears. But the lids were
neither red nor swollen.
II took 1t down and showed It
to mother, and she Rsked-asked
what on earth it was. l said 1t was
a hat, and she said, STUFF and non
sense! you look like-like a Carib-
bee Islandern
"Daphne!" I cried. and I'm afraid
! laughed
She dabbed her eyes with
crumpled lace handkerchief.
81 said l didn't care-I would go
in it. said it was smart, and pretty,
and French-so It is.
NINE. Esme will change It. ! sug-
gested.
Daphnes eyes opened wide with
horror.
Change It! Ellzabeth-you heart
less, cruel thing-how can your"
Well, mother will never let you
wear IT, What else did she saw"