The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1909-06-09

-What is that?" questioned.
She was before the looking glass
solling her hair into little shining
eurls with deft fingers.
@That," she said, ais my new
aress.-
-Your what?" said ungrammatic-
ally. But Daphne knows when !
want to be sarcastic, and she did not
answer; instead she turned and
booked lovingly at the gray wisp.
@There is not much of it," | re-
marked, $50 suppose it was not ex-
pensiye?"
mime. Esme charges more for that
very reason, she said; "you see, it
mas got to look less than it really is. Il
Logically, you are talking non
sense, dear" said gently, "but never
mind. You have got new muff, l
zee, as well, naughty child, that was
very eEtravagant of you"
Daphne had not been taking much
notice. ! am merely her elder sis
Der, and only useful in emergencies,
ent now she turned round quickly
and regarded me with scorn.
IMuf," she said. What do you
mean?"
pointed dramatically to a large
ermine blob that lay upon a chair
m nest of tissue paper. 1t was very
large, and shaped something like a
ousby, or cross between a Turkish
fez and a Cossack's what-you-may-
eall.
Daphne smiled charmingly; her
smile is proverbial.
that's my new hat; isn't 1t love-
NJ"
1Hat?" l said.
~Dont be absurd, Elizabeth; OF
course, it's 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 a ravir, madame says; there
was only one other like it in her
shop"
HAS mother seen it?" asked.
A shade passed over Daphne's face,
\ little shadow of trouble.
1N-no, mother hasn't exactly seen
Il. told her l had bought a toque,
TOR she said 1t was so nice of the
Duchess to ask us to help her at the
Bazaar; that l ought to have some
thing nice and quiet to go in, because
she Duchess is well known fol her
philanthropy. and is sure to dress
plainly
But 1t isn't toque, dear" I said.
Madame called it a Russiofez-
burke. so that is near enough; be-
hides, 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
che last week l went into Daphne's
bedrcom to borrow some hairpins. |
found her lying at full length on her
led bathed in the most heartbreaking
tears. her pretty hair was all rough
and untidy-at least, all l could see
sf It.
Whatever is the matter. Daphne?"
y inquired in resigned voice.
MY hat" sobbed Daphne.
! leaned over the foot of the bed
With q sigh.
What about it?" I questioned.
Mothers seen it,"
i thought SO" I commented sage
r.; tell me about it."
Only sobs came from the mass of
lair 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
aont stop crying, and you'll look
simply hideous." My strategy sue
oseded. Daphne sat up at once. Her
sheeks were very pink, and her eyes
fult of tears. But the lids were
neither red nor swollen.
IL took 1t down and showed II
D mother, and she asked-asked
What ON earth it was. l said it was
. hat, and she said, Stuff and non
SENSE, you look like-like a Carib.
Bee Islandern"
~Daphne!" / cried, and I'm afraid
4 laughed.
She dabbed her eyes with q
uumpled lace handkerchief.
Il Raid I didn't care-I would &c
n n. ] said it was smart, and pretty
md French-so it is."
Mime. Esne will change it." sug.
gsgtsd.
/; Daphne's eyes opened wide with
hssrur.
Change it! Elizabeth-you heart
crEel thing-how can youe"e
Well mother will never let yor
Ne2r It What else did she say?"
Nv Dapfhe Slipped from the bed ani
h1bod facing me deflantly.
..e6he said II / wore 1t the Duchess
yead think was q third-rat,
G1xes. but II / went neatly dressef
- how awful that soundsi s-sh,
4 her pretty eyes UP to the cell
y should make good impres