Bisbee daily review., 1911-08-19


 te draw her lovers attention from her self.
 As the days went on, Celia became nore and more heartsick. Paul came autffGily to sit with her each evening but his eyes and ears were all for the sihSzing young person across the way who hnS>a with him as freely as was consistent with godh behavior And Celia had 10 sit by meekly and see hin admiring another girl. She was not so angry as she was hurt; not So jealous really as she was despaiEing It was too bad. yet what could she do save hope and pray that the disturb ingly fair Marie would take her charms elsewhere?
 Though Paul said nothing, she felt his growing dissatisfaction with her each time his eyes rested upon her.
 One delightful Sunday afternoon they wero sitting together as usual, on Celia's porch So far there had been no sign of Marie. but Celia knew that her appearance vas pending. for she could see . stir behind the thin cur tains of the Cars guest chamber.
 The Cars cid not go to church Sun day mornings and rose late and Celia had no reason to believe that they had altered their custom on account of their visitor. Marie was evidently dressing. The girls heart beat fast. She could not talk. and Paul did not care to- He also was waiting. but with other feelings than hers, for Marie to emerge from the open front door. Paul was too humble to seek a speak. ing acquaintance with his charmer; he was quite content to admire her al a distance. Moreover. being a man and peculiarly guileless of the ways of women generally he could not see that he was hurting Celia as much as if he positively spurned her. In his opinion. his admiration of Marie de tracted nothing from his allegiance to the girl he still intended to marry.
 As they sat there-the one expect. ant the other miserable-a shriek sounded from the house opposite There was a rush of feet, e frantic calling of sSpunk! Spunkl" and out through the open front door came Mrs. Carr's fox terrier puppy. In her mouth she carried something which dragged as she ran, and she was run ming straight across the street. After her came Mrs. Carr in a pink kimopo, running like a mad woman in an effort to oyertake the dog. Midway of tho dusty street Spunk paused to toss and tousle the property she had stolen.
 And TOW a third particirant ap peared in the absurd seene-another hmonoed figure, wringing hands and urging pursuit-a very forlorn figure with a tiny string of blonde hair hanging in her eyes, and checks pa thetcally devoid of all freshness. II. was Marie.
 "Spunk! Here. good doggiel" Mrs Carr had all but laid hand upon Jne thief. when the puppy skipped with an impetus that carried her to the foot of the steps Looking. she per ceived refuge tn Celia, and with an other skip and hop carried Der bur den to Celias feet. Celia gave it one look mortified, comprehending. but Paul reached down and picked it up a long, brown, fuzzy article, from which dangled a number of blonde puffs and curis His face was a study in disgust as he extended the thins toward Mrs. Carr. who came panti1s up for it. Her plump face, a little sallow since 1t lacked its usual coat ing of powder. was scarlet with exer else and vexation.
 Thank you" she said; its Maries She was dressing when Spunk got it ! I'd like to kill that -dog!" and she turned and went home.
 There was silence, during which the blue kimono disappeared from the front door and the pink one followed in its wake. There was a chorus ol loud laughter. evidently from Mir Carr. and of hysterical voices which traiIed finally back to the guest cham , Der.
 Great Scott" Paul exclaimed. SC that's what she wears on her headl And her cheeks were as oclorless as ! my handi"
 Celia was laughing sobbingly
 But she's always like that-morn [ lngs," she said. I've seen her. She never fixes up till noon"
 Paul turned and looked at her sud. denly conscious of her genuineness and color. of her blue dress and shin. Ing hair.
 Maybe it's fashionable" he said "but it's-it's downright disgusting, q call it. Don't you ever put one Of those things on your head, Celia. Youi hair is pretty enough just as it is"
 Do you really like it, Paui?" Celia asked. vivid with happiness.
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