The Hope pioneer. [volume] (Hope, N.D.) 1882-1964, 1911-02-23
MARJORY'S
TRUNK


Thank all the powers that be! That
trunk is out of the house," said Mil
dred, the married sister. Nov l can
breathe again. No one, to look at that
innocent-appearing trunk, would be-
lieve its contents could represent SO
many hours of work and worry"
"Out of the house?" shrieked Mar
jory, who had been visiting her sis
ter. What do you mean? Don't tell
me that my trunk has gone!"
Yes, the baggageman came. sim.
ply turned the key tn the trunk and
sem it away, because l was SO glad
that you had finally managed to
squeeze in everything. l told him ten
times to be careful of the woodwork
and then gently shooed him out. When
he was gone I breathed a deep sigh
of gratitude that at last the siege of
dressmakers and milliners had come
to an end. Now peace shall reign
again."
"Oh, Mildred! How could you? It's
incredible! My lavender marquisette
wasn't in the trunk! I was Just pull
ing out the basting threads in the cir
cular founce. I never dreamed that
the horrid expressman would be on
time. l simply must have that dress
for the frat dance the night l a~rrive!"
Marjory threatened to dissolve in
tears.
well, dear, can't you carry 1t in a
box?" family suggested her sister.
In a box! The size of a coffin!
And George is to meet me at the sta
ton. If you had any sisterly intereat
in my affairs or in me you would re-
member George simply abhors boxes,
packages and baggage. It's terrible"
sobbed Marjory.
Cant you possibly wear our last
years apricot satin and send this one
by express? I always did like that lit.
tie dress on you"
Mildred Morton Morse, how can
you suggest such a thing? This living
in the country has dulled your senses.
lmpossible-absolutely! I'd rather
stay at home. It would be q cardinal
sin for a girl on a visit to lead the
grand march In a made.over last
years dress. And I just love my new
hobble skirt" walled Marjory.
I'm sorry, dear-dreadfully sorry.
When l think how l nearly wore my.
self out to match that lace, the hours
you stood. while that awful woman
stuck pins In you, how you weakened
while she pinned the bottom of that
skirt
But l have an idea! I'll run down
to the station and ask the baggage
man to let me put the new dress in
your trunk. There won't be many
trunks there. I'll make eyes at him
and he'll let me do 1t. Cheer up, Mar,
.jory. Behind the clouds the sun Ia
shining"
Twenty minutes later she was back,
out of breath.
Its all right" she cried, joyously.
Your m~arquisette is lying neatly fold,
ed in your trunk, rs peacefully as a
sleeping babe in it's mothers arms.
But 1 had a dreadful time with the
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gageman had a sort of skeleton key
and he opened your trunk.
"By the way, Marjory, you never
showed me those velvet pumps OF
yours. They're stunning. What a
gorgeous automobile scarf that is on
the top tray! And who sent you that
%ive-pound box Of candy? You little
fox, you never told your big sister a
word about 1t. And l never knew you
had a book Of golf rules. I only just
began to get acquainted with your
personal belongings when I looked in.
side your trunk at the station"
mildred, I'm SO tired that your
chatter bores me. What are you talk.
ing about, anyway? My pumps are 8
year old and you've seen them 9
dozen times. I never had an automo.
bile scarf in my life and expect
to have one. No one has had the good
sense to send me a one-pound box Of
candy, much less a flve-pound box.
The only rule about anything that ]
ever owned or ever knew was, When
in doubt play trumps.' Please explain
what you mean. Is 1t possible that
you've opened somebody else's-"
"Oh!" gasped Mildred, despairingly.
II must have put your dress in some
one else's trunk. Now I remember
that the man said: You'll have to
hurry, lady; she goes in a few min.
utes.' I thought it was strange, know.
ing that your train doesn't leave until
four o'clock"
Gone! Gone!" walled Dorothy
"It's-it's tragic, but it's funny"