Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1909-07-21

eHce Oh 40 much OF the unOcautiful.
FINALLY he Solled into place a hamper
SO huge that it looked capable Of &C.
commodating the horse of Troy.
The instant Mrs. Blander saw It she
exclaimed, gracefully: THAT is an
| exponent OF q most charming type.
Fray rest from your .abors, while !
mediate upon it. See. Clarissa, how
noble are it's proportt.ns, how chaste
Its design. how Doric Its atmosphere!
Do you know what it Suggests to me-
| dear?"
Blander cried, joyously: The Par
thenon, Clarissa. 1t really does It's
strange how these suggestions come
to me, transcendent Nominations that
open wide the windows of my being.
and register ineffaceable impressions.
That's just the way / felt whep saw
this splendid hamper. 'Paftbenon!'
something seemed to whisper; and
Parthenon 1t will always mean to me.
So austere. yet so satisfyingly beauti-
full! How does it appeal to your"
"Of course, dear" mod-stly re-
| sponded Clarissa, I'm not clever like
you, and never have occult intima
tons, so, to tell the truth, Il merely
seems to me the biggest and baldest
hamper / ever saw. You'll forgive
me. Appolonia?" she concluded.
humbly
I Pm disappointed in you" Mrs.
Blander replied, palpably ruffted. IT'S
humiliating to know that my compan-
ionship has done so little for you,
| md fbaf l.; IA, t.,
ing but hamper. l hope you"-turn-
| ing to Mr.. Booder-"can see in it some
| thing beyond the material"
| Mr.. Booder advanced to the side of
the wicker elephant and peered
within.
II can't. maam," he confessed.
shamefacedly; there amt anything
in 1t 1 can see. not even materials"
He continued gazing dejectedly into
the bowels of the hamper.
! If estheticism can snort, that low
word would best describe the sound
of disgust with which Mrs Blander
favored Mr.. Booder
Are men but clods?" she cried
Does intuition play no part with you7
Intuit, sir, intuit!"
of strong minded Mrs Blander and the
obedient servility of weak-minded Mr.
Booder. that in the twinkling of an
eye, and before Mr.. Booder himself
knew what he was doing, he had
leaped over the side of the hamper
| and was meekly gazing out at his res
olute customer.
Clarissa showed herself not alto
gether devoid of humor and sniggered
painfully; but Mrs. Blander was sen.
sitive and silenced her by a glance.
What do you mean" she inquired.
behaving in this fashion? Come out
at once and explain your conduct"
Mr.. Booder clambered out of the
Parthenon and answered, defiantly:
You told me to do it,
II did nothing OF the kind contra
dicted Mrs. Blander in her most posi-,
tive manner.
I'll leave 1t to the young lady IL
you didn't" he recklessly retorted
You called out: Into 1T, sir, into It,
and if that amt plain English I'd like
to know the reason why"
Once again Clarissa Jared upon
Mrs. Blander's nerves, and with a
sweeping gesture the latter waved
| away the hamper
Amt you going to take it, after
all?" asked disappointed Mr.. Booder,
loath to recommence bis labors.
Never" cried Mrs Blander. Not
after it has been desccrated by ridi.
cule and inhabited by ignorance"
Mr.. Booder quailed before her eye
/ ND D. III
classic pile.
1t was not until all Of the stock had
been paraded before her that Mrs
Blander decided upon a medium-sized
hamper that bulged in the middle. had
outspreading handles and magenta
band near the top.
The magenta border is a blow tc
I me-" she explained to Mr.. Booder
"as the room in which 1t is to be
placed is in ethereal blue, and / fear
subtle antagonism between tie
two"
The price of this" began Mr.
Booder, pencil in hand, glad to be on
the ground he comprehended.
| But not so. Mrs. Blander raised
| suppicating hand as she said: do
HOJ name the price, i peg OF you.
make IL point never to sully an OBJ
| jet at the time of purchase by iden.
| flying it with the cost IT, when it
is delivered, I find # beyond what !
can afford. / simply return It. In this
way / contribute my mite toward
| spiritualizing trade. Now let us go
| Clarissa, and as we go let us cast fire.
quent glances at the new symbol. for
I wish to carry away a distinct pic.
ture. unconfused with environing OBJ
jects"
So Mrs Rlander glided frnrn the