The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1911-08-10
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m not water again, Ielestet slA'
quired the fiufy-haired blonde. with
solemn parade Of sympathy
Young Mrs. Allison nodded She
opened her mouth to explain, but
closed il again with decision. The
sewing circle waited politely while
she took seven stitches on drawn
work bureau scarf But finding that
she maintained resolute silence, the
nuffy-haired blonde besought an ex-
PLANTATION
Whats the trouble now. dearg9 she
asked.
Young Mrs Allison laid down the
bureau scarf and sighed "oh, it's
my fluent conversation, as usual" !" she
said
The gushing young woman IN hello
trope breathed sympathetic DAhtp
hut the huny-haired blonde giggled
and young sIrs. Allison glared at her
resentfully
-Do you know Mrs. Morrison
Morse" demanded Mrs Allison, with
dark frown
why. yes. I do" said the fuzzy
haired blonde. with interest y met
her the other day at the bridge club.
She dropped in Just in time for re-
freshmenls and-"
I'm sure she did" interrupted
young Mrs. Allison. fretfully Shes
always dropping in somewhere She
drops in 70 tea at dinner time and
when she accepts a luncheon invita-
tion she usually arrives after you
have given her up and the soup is
being served. She simply loves ia be
casual"
The gushing young woman IN hello
trope emitted another soulful none
syllable
Well" commented the fuffy.haired
blonde, doubtfully. 4 don't know her
very well. myself. but she wears raw
lshing clothes. What have you got
against her. celesteg@
~" exclaimed young Mrs. Allison.
with surprise. "Oh. nothing. except
her habits-but she has something
against me"
"Um,T said the fuffy-haired blonde,
comprehendingly. Have you been
telling her what a pity II IS that her
husband is so ugly. or did you warn
her against wearing lavender next
her faceqs
Neither" responded young Mrs.
Allison. cheerfully. Nor. / will add,
am ] such a painfully tactless person
as you all tasnN have been known
TO make quite charming personal re-
marks TO people on the spur OF the
moment. and very often" she added
sadly. Il think OF the loveliest and
most plausible lies imaginable-after-
ward
II don't believe IT," said the fuzzy
haired blonde. with a sigh on her own
account There are many virtnss.
my love. that your warmest friends
cannot claim for you. but your most
radical enemy couldn't accuse you OF
untruthfulness. 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. Aand asked me If l
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 or course IN
derstood that Il was to be a Dutch
treat. as We all do that way, you
know"
The different members Of the sew,
ing circle nodded afirmatively
Well" continued young Mrs ALI
son. her voice becoming aggrieved.
Saturday afternoon came, as the nov
elists say. and I had met Mrs. Nor
rison Morse, who was so late that I
was cross. Then We went to the
mstineet"
Young Mrs Allison paused. as II re-
necting on the unhappiness Of that
past occasion You all know how
stupid the play was. she went on
finally, with considerable heat. and
7 remarked to Mrs Morse that It was
too bad Ne had wasted our time and
our money on H. she gave me the
strangest look but | was dense as a
porpoise"
'Porpoiseg" murmured the fluffy
haired blonde. inquiringly rs a por-
poise dense7"
I'm sure don't know" returned
young Mrs. Allison blandly lin not
connected with tho ZOO myself but
it sounds all right. doesn't itg~
on. very we'll" said the fuzzy.
haired blonde with resignation. Let
It pass
And. young Mrs. Allison contin-
ued. taking up the thread OF her mar.
rative, between the second and third
acts remarked that it was a pity
we hadn't bought our seats earlier.
sc that we might have obtained bet
ter ones.
The huny-haired blonde burst out
laughing What an appreciative
guest you were. Celeste!v she cried.
That's Just IT," admitted Young