The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1909-01-19
Cupid In the
Blizzard.
BY CEcILY ALLEN.
Copyrighted. 1908. by Associated
Literary Press.

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The Silver-Hess wedding. the absent
mindedness of Mrs. Graves and the I'M
precedented November blizzard work
ed together for the good of Roland
Baxter
The Silver-Hess wedding was sched-
uled for Denver. The absentminded
Mrs. Graves and the relentless biz
card met in Chicago.
Polly Hess had recently moved to
Chicago, and when her brothers fan
Gee wrote that the wedding would oc-
cur directly before Thanksgiving day
and would she please have a ducky
frock of leaf green chiffon cloth to
wear as maid Of honor Polly instantly
decided that Chicago was a very big
city and one in which new dress
maker must be sought with discretion.
Upon her musings entered Mrs.
Graves, whose faculty for switching
from one topic Of conversation to an
other with lightning rapidity was as
amusing to her friends as 1t was be-
wildering to new acquaintance. Said
Mrs. Graves:
"Of course l can help you out. My
friend, Mrs. Baxter-you never did see
such clothes. BY the way, didn't Mrs.
DAILY look like trump at the club
meeting Thursday? Now, Mrs. Baxter,
my dear--did you ever hear worse
violin music than we had on that pro-
gram7 Her address-oh, yes-672 Bou-
levard. Dear child, however did you
train your lashes to curl like thatT
An hour later Roland Baxter, look
ing into the wonderful violet eyes be-
meath those same curling lashes, i'm
mediately decided that eyes, lashes
and the owner thereof had dropped
straight from heaven.
The Baxter maid was standing in
the private hallway Of the Baxter
apartment explaining to Polly Hess
that Mrs. Baxter was not yet up.
Would Miss Hess call later in the
day? Mrs. Baxter expected to be home
all afternoon.
And at this instant the eldest scion
VI L0C uOu5C VI I9d4lcI dQUGu CdElltSl-
ly: "You'll surely find her here about 4.
Do come back. She would be sorry
to miss you"
Then by exerting all his will power
he managed to stand perfectly still
and watch the violet eyed angel take
her departure.
Polly Hess walked through the
sharp November afr. feeling oddly be-
wildered.
TT must have been the place, and
her name is Baxter, but I'm afraid
her prices are way beyond me. She
must be dreadfully smart and sup
pose she has to go out late to thea
tiers and things to see the styles but
she ought to be up by 10 o'clock.
Maybe she has good forewoman.
Anyhow, / am coming back. Dear
me, it must be lovely to be able to
buy frocks without figuring on the
rent the dreSsmaker makes you help
to pay"
At $50 Roland Baxter strelled into
his mothers drawing room. The tea
things were arranged on convenient
table, but the afternoon lowered, and
guests would probably be few. Mrs.
Baxter closed her magazine.
Anything wrong at the Office, Ro-
landg' she inquired u
mo. Just thought I'd knock off.
It's a hideous afternoon downtown.
and pretty women around tea table
can make you forget the worst wealth
err"
His astute mother was for once nom
plused. Roland a willing sacrifice on
the altar of her afternoon tea table!
And then the maid announced Miss
Hess.
ooh, dearw mourned Mrs Baxter as
she laid down her magazine. II won
der what charity she represents"
Polly Hess paused, bewildered, in
the doorway. Then, with a laugh
tinged with disrnay and just little
hysteria, she cried:
"Oh, now / know there is some
thing wrong. Please, please forgive
me. I've made such dreadful mis-
take"
Mrs. Baxter stood midway between
her chair and her flushed guest.
perhaps If you would explain
Yes, do let me explain. I was
looking for a dressmaker, and Mrs.
Graves
Mrs. Gravesl Do not say another
word. / can say 1t for you Mrs.
Graves admired a new frock l was
showing her yesterday. She asked me
for the address of my dressmaker.
You asked her about a dressmaker,
and she gave you my address when
she thought she was giving you the
That's just like her."
The two women laughed in concert
and then suddenly paused. Both had
caught the rumble of masculine laugh
ter and realized that Roland had risen
and was standing altogether expect
ant In attitude and expression.
my son, Miss Do tell me your
name and stop for a cup Of tea" muir
INJURED Mrs. Baxter, eager to relieve
the girls embarrassment. Miss Hess /
My son. Roland, light the alcohol
stove and ring for some of that straw
berry jam you love-"
Mrs Baxter meant only to undo the
mischief wrought by her voluble and
inaccurate friend, but in few min
utes she was sincerely interested in
her charming if unexpected guest.
They had mutual friends in Denver,
and Polly's great-grandfather and Mrs.
roow+,,,. Sxrnof r,poio hod fought in tho
same regiment during the war of 1912.
50 1t happened that Roland Baxter
was just wondering whether the am
brosig Of the gods anc strawberry
Jam sandwiches were interchangeable
terms when somewhere far of soft
chime struck five times.
With the exquisite flush which was
one Of her best points Polly sprang to
her feet.
"You re been so perfectly charming,
Mrs. Baxter. that I've lost all track of
time, and now it must be quite dark"
Mrs. Baxter was bending her head
in listening attitude.
Roland, that sounds like sleet. 1t
must be storming"
Young Baxter FASTENED to the win
dow ard uttered an exclamation of
dismay
1.-THE worst ever. You can't think
of going out In It, Miss Hess"
'fOh, but 1 mustl Please telephone
for cab. Mother will be SO anxious"
Baxter rang up the nearest cab sta
ton.
whats that? You wouldn't send a
horse out In this storm? Are you run
ming an animal society or q transpor-
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