The Fairmont West Virginian. (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1904-1914, 1912-03-28
The GeneHeye Who Loved Her Kimono
BY HELEN HELP.

| her brown hair waving . bit and wear
ing trlamphanily that braided Golf
fure that always made James glad
| he had money enough to buy her that
36.lnch switch of naturally curly hair.
james looked GepeRieve carefully
oyer, and then he kissed her right on
the3mouth. He slipped his about
her slender waist, too, and gave her
| a squeeze. Nothing like feather bed
about this, eh. Geneyieye?9 he cooed.
Gee, outgrew the feather-bed stage
way back when was kid. Some.
thing taIlor.made for mine, all right,
all right"
We'll, for a minute Genevieve was
startled. Then, in a calm complacency
Of the safely welded woman whose
husband can't escape mot without los
ing his righteousness and paying ali.
mony, anyway-she passed II up as
the mere .exubetance Of that curious
creature man.
They walked the block to- the, Mars-
toms aud rang thedbell. There was an
audible scutte. behind the safely shut
door. l"You don't suppose theyireaill
or in he'd or anything do Sou?H wills
pered Geneyieye. TheD5the door was
opened by a trim and, tidy maid who
carefully. guarded the inner portals;
Around thesbend, In the, hall fed pat
tering, footsteps which. trlpped over
something and a, strRngled, squeal
ended In the. slam Of aEdoor. 3.
Yes, the family was at homes: Mr..
Marston was in the parlor and !, Mrs.
Marston would be right.in. Andwhen.
after 10, is, 20 minutes Of wrigglipg
conveHatlon-making on the part Of
Mr.. Marston, Mrs. Marston appeared,
what she said was: do excuse my de-
lay, butreally, had on my kimono, and
simply had 10 fly" Yes, and she fell
over the kimono in the hall, and that
was why she squealed, 1 y
"Marston's q mighty nice fellow, but
gee! his wite's a, slob," mused James
10 his GeneyieYe as they trailed home.
"um-yes," unused back Genevieve.
my, but I'll be glad to get home and
Into my kimono." sx Ks gtaa@,
When James went to business every
morning he took the elevated. Thence
he behela back windows Of fats eyeFy
fist. Inhabited by q kimono5clad wife
and mother. II the evening the return;
ed pasttbe same streets and then also
lie beheld long ;Eistassiof sklmona
EEhad females, lowering d about 4gas
stoves or out on the front steps.
calling the children home to dinner;
or presiding, with flowing sleeves, over
generously provided tables. while a
trim maid waited In the background
not ina kimono.
James sometimes had occasion TO
get out Of, the ONCE and plunge about
| to different parts Of the city, MORN
ings and afternoons. Theifences that
he passed were ornamented with k+
nnono-clad womed gosslping with other
kmonociad women in the next build
Ing, while still Others, wearing the
gift Of Japan to the great republic,
leaned over porches experimenting
John as he beat the rugs in the back
yard.
He saw blue kimonos laden with gold
embroidery and green ones stiff with
plain, American dirt. He beheld the
creamy.white bridal fnery with droop-
ing sleeves and a pointed neck and a
train, and grandmamma with knitted
lavender shawl wrapped up to her chin
because the gray wool klmono is cut
too low for. comfort, and she catch
ing cold so readily, too,
And bis prayer goes up to the arbi-
tiers OF fashion: Cant you take this
kimono and put It back on the other
side of the great Pacific ocean. where
it belongs? Our household. architec:
ture is too complex for the blamed
thing, anyway hia5ty Is
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