The Fairmont West Virginian. (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1904-1914, 1910-04-02

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tener right thap wrong. The latest
instance 81 heI pefspicae has qufte
Islieneed mamma ana me ID.
entered Dapline's own particplai
Isfdg gerry on Tie day before the opening
Of the Charity Fair 1t sperfy,ss She
was doing her hair. + pointed to a
gray wisp Of material soft and tilnyI
that lay on my sisters bed.
what Is that?s / questioned
she was before the looking glass
rolling her hair into little shining curls
with delft fingers.
"That,' she said, " Is my new dress"
'.Your what? said sungrammatical-
IL. But Daphne knows when | want
to be sarcastic. and she did not an
swer; instead she turned and looked
at the gray wisp.
.tThere is not much Of it." ! re-
marked, $50 suppose it was notiex.
pensiye?" Z
Madame Clairo charged me more
for that very reasoa," she said, sYou
see, 1t has got to look less than It
really is"
logically, you are talking nonsense,
DEAR said gently, ''but never mind.
You have got a new mum, | see, as
well, naughty child; that was very
.extrayagant of.you."
Daphne had not been taking much
notice. I am merely her elder sister,
and only useful in emergencies but
now she turned round quickly and re-
garded me with scorn.
"Muff,s she said; what do you
mean?"
pointed dramatically to a large
ermine blob that lay upon a chair in
a nest Of tissue paper. 1t was very
large, and shaped something like a
,busby, or a cross between aFTurkish
fez and a Cossaek's what-you.may.call.
Daphne smiled charmingly - her
smile is proyerbial.
THAT is my new hat; isn't it love.
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Hiatt" / said.
Don't be afraid, Elizabeth; Of
course, it's a hat; the newest, newes-
est hat from Madame CaliFe's. I'm
going to wear 1t tomorrow at the Char.
ity Fair with my gray costume. 1t
suits me ravishingly, Madame says.
There was only one other like 1t in
her shop
HAS mother seen it?" asked.
A shade passed over Daphne's face,
a little shadow Of trouble.
"No, mother hasn't exactly seen It,
i told her l had bought toque, for she
said 1t was SO nice Of the Dowager to
,sk us to help her at the fair, that !
ought to have somthing nice and
quiet to 60 in, because the Dowagei
is well known for her philanthrophy.
and is sure to dress plainly"
"But it isn't a toque, dear" said
Madame called It a Russiofezturke,
so that is near enough-besides, 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 Fair Day for the
last week / went to Daphne's bed
room to borrow some hairptns. ! found
aer lying full length on the bed pathed
in the most heart-rendering tears. Her
,pretty hair was all rough and untidy-
at least, all / could see of It.
whatever is the matter, Daphne"
/ inquired in resigned voice.
"My hat" sobbed Daphne.
| leaned over the foot Of the bed
with a sigh.
"What about lt?" 1 questioned.
Mothers seen it,"
81 thought So" commented sagely;
"tell me about It."
Only sobs came from the mass OF
fair hair and crumpled white muslin
and blue ribbon on the bed.
Look here" said, your eyes will
be awfully red for the afternoon If you
don't stop crying, and you'll look sim
ply hideous." My strategy succeeded
Daphne sat up at once, Her cheeks
were very pink, and her eyes full Of
tears. But the lids were neither red
nor swollen.
"I-I took it down and showed 1t to
mother, and she asked-asked what on
earth twas. said it was a hat, and
she said, "stuff and nonsense, you
look tike-like a Caribbee Islanded.
"Daphne!" cried, and I'm afraid
she laughed.
She dabbed her eyes with crum'
bled lace handkerchief.
81 said l didn't care-I would go in
it. 1 said it was smart, and pretty
and French-so 1t is"
Madame Claire will change IT."
suggested.
Change it! Elizabeth, you heart
less, cruel thing, how can you?"
Daphne's eyes opened wide with hor'
ror.
"Well, mother will never let you
wear it. What else did she say?"
Daphne slipped from the bed and
stood facing me defiantly.
"she said If r'ore 1t the Dowsger
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