Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1909-10-12
CINDERELLA
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Very we'll, 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
Gwendoline. Marguerite and Delicia
oct great store by their literary even
tngs. 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 corner gazing
steadfastly at him. Their gazes met;
wave of color spread over Muriels
face, and she instantly became en-
crossed in a magazine that was lying
In her lap.
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 well
known pictures.
Il should not like to be the artist
whose works would gain in such
manner" said Muriel seriously.
How is 1t l have never met you be-
fore?' asked the artist. II often have
met your father and sisters
"Oh, you see -er-I stay at-that is,
look after the housed" replied Muriel
nervously.
"Of course, just like a man to for
get that, isn't it?" Vivyan remarked
To himself he said. Cinderella" Then
ne calmly sat down beside her and be-
gan to chat in the most natural man
ner. Muriel was dreadfully shy at
first, but Vivyan so interested her that
she forgot her nervousness and pratt
tied away gaily.
Gwendollne made her way to Muir
iels side and touched her on the shout
der. The girl started up. and when
she saw her sister she flushed guilt
lily.
Pardon rue interrupting you, won't
your" Gwendoline said TO Vivyan, smil-
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
Vivyan, who saw through the little by
play.
Goodnight, Mr.. Vivyan!" Muriel
said TREMENDOUSLY, timidly holding out
a slender hand
Goodnight, Miss Ponsonby! I'm
awfully glad to have met YOU
Ee watched Gwendoline shepherd
Muriel out of the room. an expression
half whimsical. half annoyed on his
face
Poor little grit" he thought Reg
ular case Of Cinderella"
On the following morning a note ar
rived from the young artist. 1t ran as
follows:
Dear Mr.. Ponsonby-I want to ask
a great favor of one of your daugh-
ters. | am at my wits end for a suit
able model for my new picture, and |
should be awfully glad II you could
help me out | will call on you at
about IL o'clock tomorrow morning
Yours sincerely.
RICHARD VIVIAN"
"oh. father, how fine!' cried Delicia
IL wonder which of US he'll ask?"
"He means me- l think" remarked
Gwendoline. He was consulting me
about the picture last night"
Delicia and Marguerite hurled freez-
ing glances at their sister. shifted and
applied themselves viciously to deviled
kidneys.
We've had kidneys two mornings
runnlng." said Mr.. Ponsonby irritably.
He rang an electric bell.
Muriel came in presently, a pink
overall over her morning dress. traces
OF flour on her shapely hands
why on earth cant you be original.
Murielg" Mr. Ponsonby asked. kid
neys two mornings running is intoler-
able"
Befors Mursel could reply clock on
the mantelpsece chimed the three quar-
tiers.
Good gracious" cried Delicia. its
nearly IL! Mr.. vivyan will be here
soon"
Immediately the three older girls
FASTENED from the room to adorn them
selves for the occasion. Murlel's face
crimsoned at the sound OF vivyan's
name, and her replies to her fathers
questions were somewhat disjointed-
Mr.. vivyan. SIR" announced a serv-
ant.
show him in here"
Excuse this, vivyan." Mr.. Ponsonby
said. indicating the breakfast table.
We're a bit late this morning. Don't
mind II go on. do youf VIII you
Join met"
NO. thanks: It'll spoil my lunch"
said vivyan dryly. How are you this
morning, Miss Ponsonbyf"
He shook hands with Muriel just as
the three elder sisters swept into the
room. having dressed in under ten
minutes, and feeling secretly annoyed
st the rush.
vivyan shook hands with them com
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