The Arvada enterprise., 1911-10-26

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being served. She simply loves to be
CASUAL"
The gushing young woman in heho-
trope emitted another soulful mono
syllable.
Well" commented the fluffy haired
| blonde, doubtfully, 81 don't know her
very well, myself, but she wears raw
ishing clothes. What have you got
against her, Celeste?"
~" exclaimed young Mrs. Allison.
with surprise. oh nothing, except
her habits-but she has something
against me-"
"Um,' said the huffy-haired blonde,
. comDrehendingly Have you been
telling her what a ply is that her
/ husband is SO ugly, or did you warn
her against wearing lavender next
her face?"
Neither" responded young Mrs.
Allison. cheerfully. "yor, will add,
am such a painfully tactless person
as you all think. have been known
20 max quite charming personal re-
marks to people on the spur of the
moment and very often" she added
sadly, 81 think of the loveliest and
most plausible lies imaginable-after-
ward"
q don't believe it," said the fuzzy.
haired blonde, with sigh on her own
account There are many virtues,
my love, that your warmest friends
cannot claim for you, but your most
radical enemy couldn't accuse you of
untr 4thfulness. Now, what is this
trouble with Mrs. Morrison Morse,
anyway"
She called me up on the telephone
the other day." explained young Mrs.
Allison, meekly, "and asked me If I
had anything on hand for Saturday
afternoon. | said | hadn't. I've been
feeling like going to the Matinee she
told me. Let's go tomorrow, then
That suited me perfectly, so we de-
cided on what to see and where to
meet and all that OF course I up-
derstood that 1t was to be Dutch
treat, as we all do that way, you
know"
The different members of the sew
ing circle nodded afflrmatively.
We'll" continued young Mrs ALI
son her voice becoming aggrieved
Saturday afternoon came, as the rsv-
elists say. and | had met Mrs, Nor
rison Morse, who was so late that T
was cross Then we went to the
matineei"
Young Mrs. Allison paused. as II re-
Meeting on the unhappiness Of that
past occasion. You all know how
stupid the play was" she went on
finally, with considerable heat, "and
| remarked to Mrs. Morse that It was
too bad we had wasted our time and
our money on it. She gave me the
srangest look. but was dense as n
porpoise."
Fcrpoise?" murmured the fluffy.
halred blonde, inquiringly. rs Dor.
polse dense?"
I'm sure | don't know" returned
young Mrs. Allison, blandly. I'm not
connected with the zoo myself but
1t sounds all right, doesn't it?"
"Oh, very we'll" said the fluffy.
haired blonde with resignation. Let
It pass"
And young Mrs. Allison contin.
ued, taking up the thread of her mar.
rative, between the eIsecond and third
acts l remarked that It was n pity
we hadn't bought our seats earlier
so that we might have obtained bet.
ter ones"
The huffy haiT.d blonde burst out
laughing what an appreciatiye
guest you were, Cclcsto!" she cried
That's just It" admitted young
Mrs Allison gloomily 'When | tried
to pay her Tor my ticket discovered
that she had invited me TO go-in.
vlted me, you understand And when
| tried to explain MY mistake it was
Ike sharing condolences with a stone
wall"
No wonder you hate her." said the
hudyhnirCd blonde.
'Cf course not" agreed young Mrs
Allison. ut is dangerous for ANYBODY
to Try to be polite to me-"