The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1911-10-13
On Retiring
Early

me the other day that going to bed at
o'clock and drinking quart Of but
termilk day would positively beauti'
fy the worst complexion in the world. =
1T would ruin my disposition" said
young Mrs. Allison with q grimace
Besides, dear, If one went to bed ev.
cry night at o'clock. what would one
want complexion for?"
The young woman with the retrous.
Sc nose considered. 80
WELL" she said finally, "of course
you wouldn't need to do 1t forever
Secure the complexion and then stop
And" she added In hopeful voice,
probably while you're doing It you
could take every Saturday night OF. T"
The fluffy-haired blonde giggled rem.
iniscently. II was Just thinking" she
said, defending herself against the SUE
pfcious looks that were cast at her
Il was just thinking about the night
last week that retired at o'clock
myself. >s-S -
1T was on Tuesday night" explain
ed the fluffy-haired blonde. 'Is was
awfully sleepy, because George had
been calling the night before and had
stayed unpardonably late" t.@
'Er-George Featherstone Ralston r
inquired young Mrs. Allison. with Z
polite smile.
1.-THE same" said the huffy-haired
blonde, resignedly. He's q terrible
bore, Of course, but he's my second
cousin few times removed. and he
seems naturally obliged to hold forth
to somebody about the charms Of that
eastern girl he's engaged to. He has
apparently selected me for an audi
ence"
The other members of the circle
groaned in unison and folded up their
sewing by way of welcoming the ap
preaching tea tray. t
Therefore, on Tuesday night" went
on the fluffy-haired blonde, II went up
stairs almost directly after dinner and
took down my hair and put on my XII
mono. and lay down on my couch with
new novel and box of marshmal
low Chocolates"
How about your complexion" muir
INJURED young Mrs. Allison. with sigh
of sympathy. sFf
"Oh, those?" said the huffy-haired
blonde. well, you see. l didn't cal
any dessert at dinner, SO was entitl
ed to eat something Of the sort, wasn't
II"
Certainly" said young Mrs. Allison
obligingly. "By all means. Go on
with your story, dear"
WELL" resumed the huffy-haired
blonde, "the chocolates were uncom
monty good. and my couch Is ever &c
deep and comfortable. and I was Jus,
coming to the chapter In my novel
where the villain proves to have beer
in love with the beautiful heroine al
along, and, owing to his peculiar psy
Geological circumstances, the poor
man had been grossly misunderstood
and all that, you know-when the
door bell rang!
at was only q quarter to 8. SO. Of
course, it seemed likely that It wal
a caller for me. Then quite suddenly
it occurred to me that Tuesday Is al
ways the evening that HALLOWEEN Fem
calls-not every Tuesday. youssunder
stand, but sometimes" -
quite so,' said young Mrs. Allison
amiably. I'm distinctly foolish abou,
Hallowell myself" =.
The fiuffy-haired bonde nodded. my
small brother had rushed to the door,
she explained. Then, instead OF com
ing up and telling me who was there
he simply shouted for me at the top Of
his lungs, and slammed the front door
behind him." She smiled grimiy.
"Of course" she continued, II sim
ply fell into my best clothes, and did
my hair, and hunted up my beaded
slippers-they're always lost when
want them-and descended to the II
brary in exactly II minutes. with cor
dial haste and so-sorry-to-keep-you
waiting SMILE" She paused dramatic
ally. S'<'$@-
cit was not Halloweili" she said
with patient finality. "As matter Of
fact, it was not anybody for whom
was willing to outrage my habit Of
leisure. 1t was George-George Feath
erstone-Cousin George Featherstons
Ralston. Again! '.t'' 20 IT,
HE had picture of his fiancee
which he had received that day and
he wanted to show 1t to me first Of
all, he said Really, 1t was almost pa
thetic. l begin to like Cousin George
out of sheer kindness Of heart"
There was a chorus Of questions.
"Oh, yes, he showed 1t to me-" con
cluded the fluffy haired blonde. "He
thinks she Is beautiful. She really did
| have rather nice eyes. But I assure
you, in all seriousness. she grinned al
me from the photograph"