The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1910-11-04
PRISCILLA'S
PROGRESS

manency.
Priscilla stood ready for departure.
in the center of an anxious family
group which was full of solicitude for
the new. winter toilet and prolific of
suggestions as to how best to keep 1t
dry.
Priscilla's winter toilet was of green
velvet. She wore hat that shot back
ward from her marcel wave with pre-
ctsely the correct precipitancy. With
one white glove she clasped her UNI
bleila and with the other she attempt
ed TO control the voluminous folds of
her circular skirt.
Priscilla's toilet was unimpeachable.
The day could not have had love-
lier victim. -
Priscilla was on her way to cards
and salad. A friend who lived in a
distant part of the city was giving a
birthday party. Priscilla was bound
to go, but she shuddered at the jour
ney-four blocks with muddy cross
lngs, damp car ride and then more
blocks with muddy crossings.
The first block was traversed with
out catastrophe and the first street
was forded in safety. "As long as
don't have any accidents" murmured
Priscilla, as she chose her way care
fully among the footprints of the sec
ond crossing, Il am all right"
At that instant her left sandal de-
tached itself from her patent-leather
and remained imbedded In the mud.
Priscilla's swoop to repossess the
sandal resulted in nothing but an en-
tanglement of skirts. When she re-
covered her equilibrium she had the
uncomfortable feeling that her hat
had lost its faultless angle.
1t was In the next block that she
completely lost control over her skirts.
In the struggle her umbrella pitched
forward, jolting few cold drops down
her neck and fiattening her already
loosened hat hard against her nose
Priscilla emerged from the sudden
descent Of brim in a flushed and ex-
cited state.
She gathered an armful of skirts to
her right, only to have the folds on
her left elude her and caressingly
sweep the walk. She fercely attempt.
ed a change Of arrangement, which
resulted in more drops and the com.
plete emancipation of her skirts,
which took to the wet and the mud
with a craving indicating an unre-
fined nature. Her carefully acquired
marcel wave began to yield to the
dampness, too.
1t was at the next crossing that she
lost her right sandal. This made It
necessary for her to pursue her jour
ney on her heels, in order to avoid
damp shoes and the complications
which would follow.
In the car the gentleman who gave
her his seat more than undid the
kindness by standing in front of her
and obviously pressing his wet UNI.
brella against her green velvet. When
she tried to get rid OF the surplus
moisture on her own umbrella by keep
ing it thrust out into the aisle, three
separate passengers chose to stumble
over it. Thereupon each glared al
her as If she were responsible fol
their awkwardness.
1t was also in the car that she made
depressing discovery in regard tt
her marcel wave. She tried in {
hopeless fashion to readjust her hat
: to its quondam angle on the wreck o.
, her cherished couture. She felt ho
and sticky and inclined TO steam, anC
she hated the girl across the aisle
whose hair was naturally wavy anC
. who remained in triumphant posses
! sion of her Epbbers.
;; OF course, the conductor stopped
the car half block below the poin
she desired. OF course, her umbrell;
on the occupants of the back platform
as she opened the implement befor
getting off. However, she would rath
er have been burned at the stake thai
apologize, such was the ferocity of he
), mood. Misfortune has a terrible ell
feet upon character.
S The. rain pursued the even tenor @
t its way. Still travelling on her heels
Priscilla approached the last block G
d her journey. In her hand she ha
been carrying all this time a littl
u box. In which was a string of tu
uuoise-colored beads, to grace the fe
e tivities Of her hostess. AS the lai
I stroke of misfortune, quite suddenl
in a desperate clutch at her skirt
d Priscilla dropped her box. In a dal
t. of horror she saw her turquoise-cC
a ored beads roll east and west and mort
S and south.
ID She stopped for one and smudg'
ID her clean white glove. She tried agai
h. and her hat for the second time e
to tinguished the light of day. She tri,
at the third time and her umbrella g
as in her way and circumvented her.
er window above her two humoris
i aged about six, were enjoying the 8
=: ration. 1t was too much. In an {
tirely reckless mood, Priscilla aba
ly doned her beads and box and fed.
as On" said her hostess when Pr
1T ella arrived at her destination. Did