The Lee County journal. (Leesburg, Ga.) 1904-19??, 1909-06-11

que was uelOF0 the lOOkluR glass
rolling her hair into little shining
curls with deft fingers.
That" she said, !" is 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.
sThere is not much of it," | re-
marked, so suppose it was not ex-
pensive?"
Mime. Esme charges more for that
very reason, " she said; you see, it
has got to look lesU than it really is. .
Logically, you are talking nom
sense, dear" said gently, but never
mind. You have got new mUff, |
see, as well. naughty child, that was
very extravagant of you"
Daphne had not been taking much
notice. I 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 10 a large
ermine blob that lay upon a chair
in a nest Of tissue paper. 1t was very
large, and shaped something like a
busby, or cross between Turkish
fez and 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 a hat-the 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 ravir, madame says; there
was only one other like it in her
shop"
Has mother seen it?" 4 asked.
A shade passed over Daphne's face,
a little shadow of trouble.
Mo, mother hasn't exactly seen
it. told her had bought a toque,
for she said it was so nice of the
Duchess to ask us to help her at the
Bazaar; that ought to have some
thing nice and quiet to go in, because
the Duchess is well 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." 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 / went into Daphne's
bedroom to borrow some hairpins. /
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 / could see
of 1t.
Whatever is the matter, Daphne? .
inquired in resigned voice.
my hat" sobbed Daphne.
leaned over the foot of the bed
with sigh.
What about it?" l 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 if you
don't stop crying, and you'll look
simply hideous. 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.
IL took it down and showed it
to mother, and she asked-asked
what on earth it was. said it was
hat, and she said, Stuff and non
sense! you look like-like a Carib-
bee Islander!'
"Daphne!" cried, and I'm afraid
/ laughed.
She dabbed her eyes with a
crumpled lace handkerchief.
Il said I didn't care-I would 60
II, it. l said it was smart, and pretty
and French-so it is.
Mime. Esme will change it, (" l sug-
. gested.
Daphnes eyes opened wide with
horror.
Change it! Elizabeth-you heart.
less, cruel thing how can your"
We'll, mother will never let you
wear it. What else did she say?"
Daphne slipped from the bed and
stood facing me defiantly.
"She said if wore it the Duchess
would think was a third-rate
actress, but If went neatly dressed