Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1909-10-01
CINDERELLA.

his youngest daughter.
very well, father" Muriel replied
She had always felt certain that when
she was old enough she would not share
the lot of her three sisters.
Her reason for so feeling remained in
the fact that she usually had to take
what her brilliant sisters left. She was
always kept in the background.
Gwendolne, Marguerite and Delicia
set great store by their literary even
| ings Sometimes Muriel would creep in
unobserved and listen eagerly to the
conversation.
One night the Ponsonby girls had Sc
cured star in Richard Vivyan, r. A.,
the most popular and successful artist
of the period. Dick Vivyan took mat
tiers very easily; success had not spoiled
him in the least Dick was growing
bored, and then he suddenly saw Muriel
seated in a corner gazing steadfastly at
| him. Their gazes met; a wave of color
spread over MurieEs face, and she I'M
stantly became engrossed in a magazine
that was lying in her lap
lawfully well reproduced, isn't it,"
said voice suddenly.
Muriel started, and glanced up to see
Dick Vivyan's smiling face.
They get them up sometimes to look
better than the originals Vivyan went
on in CHEEKY tones.
| Then Muriel realized that the maya
zine on her lap was open and showing
two full-page reproductions of we'll
known pictures.
Il should not like to be the artist
whose works would gain in such man
ner," said Muriel seriously
How is it | have never met you be-
fore?" asked the artist Il often have
met your father and sisters"
ooh, you see--er-I stay at--that is,
look after the housed" replied Muriel
nervousIy.
"Of course. just like man to forget
that, isn't it," Vivyan remarked. To
himself he said. cinderella" Then he
calmly sat down beside her and began
to chat in the most natural manner
Muriel was dreadfully shy at first, but
Vivyan so interested her that she for
got her nervousness and prattled away
gaily.
Gwendoline made her way to AIuriel's
side and touched her on the shoulder
The girl started up. and when she saw
her sister she flushed guilty..
Pardon me interrupting you, won't
you?" Gwendoline said to Vivyan smii-
ing graciously. But my little sister is
required upstairs. Aren't you, Muriel
dear"
The look which accompanied the en-
dearing term suggested volumes to vi
vyan who saw through the little by
play
Good night, Mr.. viyyan!" MurieI
said TREMENDOUSLY, timidly holding out a
slender hand.
Good night. Miss Ponsonby! Pm
awfully glad to have met you"
He watched Gwendoine shepherd
Murel out of the room, an expression
half whimsical, half annoyed on his face
Poor little girl!' he thought. "Regu-
lar ease of Cinderella"
On the following morning a note ar
rived from the young artist. 1t ran as
follows;
Dear Mr.. Ponsonby: l want to ask a
great favor of one of your daughters.
! am at my wits end for a suitable
model for my new picture, and l should
be awfully glad if you could help me
out. | will call ON you at about II o'clock
tomorrow morning. Yours sincerely.
ORCHARD VIVIAN"
"Oh, father. how fne!" cried Delicia.
Il wonder which of us he'll ask ?"
''IIe means me, | think" remarked
Gwendoline 'He was consulting me
about the picture last night"
Delicia and Marguerite hurled freez.
ing glances at their sister smiled and
applied themselves viciousIy to deviled
Kidneys
We've had Kidneys two mornings
running" said Mr. Ponsonby irritablv.
He rang an electric bell
Muriel came in presently, pink over
all over her morning dress, traces of
flour on her shapely hands
Why ON earth can't you be original.
Almiel?' Mr.. Ponsonby asked. kid.
ncys two mornings running is intoler-
able"
Before AIuriel could reply a clock on
the mantelpiece chimed the three quar-.
ters
"Good gracious" cried Delicia. its
nearly II! Mr. Niyyan will be here
soon"
Immediately the three oder girls has.
tened from the room to adorn them
selves for the occasion Muriels face
crimsoned at the sound of Viyyan's
name, and her replies to her fathers
Questions were somewhat disiointed.
MIR. Nivyan. sir" announced a serv-
ant.
SHOW him in here
Nivyan entered a moment or two later.
Excuse this, Viyyan" Mr. Ponsonbv
said, indicating the breakfast table.
Were bit late this morning Don't
mind if so on, do you? win you loin
meY''
No. thanks; itm spoil my lunch >,
said VIVIAN dryly, How are You this
morning, Miss Ponsonbyf"
He shook hands with Muriel lust as
the three elder sisters swept into the
room having dressed in under ten min
utes, and feeling secretly annoyed at
the rush.
Nivyan shook hands with them. com,
Iparmg unfavombly their elaborate tot.