Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1911-08-24
Her Startling
Color Scheme


young Mrs. Allison aggrievedly, that
II there Is one particular point Of your
reputation which is specially dear to
you some perverse fate inevitably
leads you to destroy III"
what q pessimistlc theory!" COM
mented the fuffy-haired blonde. Real
ly. Celeste. you ought to take q ton
Lei"
my DEAR" said young Mrs. ALI
son, loftily. you may sniff II you
please, but the next time you catch
yourself talking slang to some one
who has always spoken admiringly OF
the purity Of your English, or when
next you hear yourself making sarcas-
tic remarks to an old friend who has
nattered you on the beauty Of your
disposition, just recall my theory"
Every likely l SHALL" said the fiuf-
Iy-haired blonde, coolly. "But tell US
all about your latest mishap and ease
your mind"
"You see," said young Mrs. ALI
son, rolling up her embroidery, there
Is nothing that tickles my vanity so
much as to have any one compliment
me on my sense Of color harmony
which l show in my clothes. Every
once in a while some kind acquaint-
ance repeats to me some pleasant re-
mark on the subject made in her hear
Ing and cheers me on.
"Only last week was told that Mr
Stowe-that dark. aesthetic.looking
artist, you know-had said l displayed
the incest taste in color combinations
he had seen in America. | positively
strutted for days after l heard that"
She sighed and stirred her tea In ST.
lence.
WELL" demanded the fluffy-haired
blonde, impatiently, what troubles
you them"
1T was yesterday" said young Mrs.
Allison, taking up her tale Of woe
with resignation. "The left shoulder
Of my new spring suit has never been
Just right, so / decided 10 take It back
to the tailor and see II he couldn't fix
II. wanted to wear 1t tc a recital
last night and thought II took It
down myself directly after luncheon
he might get It done in time. You
all know that suit" she added. Bright
cobalt blue-y6u Reconsideration
broadcloth."
The other nodded.
"Well," went on the victim Of cir
cumstances. 1T was warm day and
my blue cloth dress to the suit was
too heavy and wanted to go straight
from the tailor's to an afternoon af.
fair at the Lloyds', so l put on my
coral foulard and carried the blue
coat. It looked horribly, but the tai
lor's wasn't far OF and decided to
risk It.
Just as was ready to start Moth
er Allison ran across, looking hurried,
and with her heliotrope wrer over one
arm.
Celeste she said, I remembered
that you were going to the tailor's this
afternoon and thought I'd ask you to
take this with you and have him put
on new buttons. I've Just discovered
how worn they are and he can't match
1t without the color"
Young Mrs. Allison paused tragic
ally.
"Of course" went on the injured
one, with forced calm. "of course, I
took them both! When / got on the
car with my coral gown and my bright
blue coat and Mother Allison's hello
trope wrap, the conductor looked as II
he wanted to laugh. I'd have com.
plalned to the company II he had, my
nerves were so ragged! went in and
took the only vacant seat and when
looked up 1t was to recognize the
aesthetic Mr.. Stowe beside met"
She paused again. There was MUIR
muir Of sympathy from her listeners.
II couldn't get up and jump of the
car" she went on. $50 sat and an
swered Mr.. Stowe'sc polite remarks
and ignored his shocked glances. How
] hated that man for daring to exist!
1 was painfully aware Of course, that
my rainbow clothes made my com.
plexion a sickly green, but I was too
mad even to explain to him!
"Mr. Stowe assisted me on the car
with elaborate courtesy when l came
to my corner and ran all the way to
the tailor's."
The fuffy-haired blonde smiled
broadly. II shall wear a pastel shade
when he calls on me next" she re-
marked.
"As for me-" said young Mrs. ALL
son. disgustedly, IT never want to see
him again. In fact, / never shall see
him when l meet him. ] think It was
most ungentlen anly Of him to be on
that cart" /
n.aap In 6aaI QAaRaaA