The Clio messenger. (Clio, Mich.) 1907-current, 1912-11-07
Buying Laces

other customer at the lace counter.
The other young woman looked up
irritatedly. Then after staring mo-
ment she reached out her hand with
great jingle of bracelets and chate-
! LANES.
why, LUCY" she cried, II haven't
laid eyes on you since we were grad
uated from school three years ago."
why, it's Corinne. isn't it?" said
the quiet girl with no great enthusi-
asm. 1T has been a long time-how
are your"
ITO tell the TRUTH" said the young
woman with the chatelaines, I'm
shopping for my trousseau-I'm to be
married soon!"
why how odd" said the other,
with little smile. That's what l
am doing, tool"
"You don't mean it," cried the girl
with the chatelaines. "You never
seemed to attract theFboys-I mean.
you never had such trial Of them as
some of us did. We always said you
would surely by an old maid. Well,
I'm glad you got chance at last!
Il u nave DoCu a uOAOh sAhiOS
since those days II I'd said Yes. but.
believe me, I wasn't going to be in a
hurry!
II just took my time, because
| knew that there would always be
plenty of chances for me. I'm marry
ing very well-a young man who has
a responsible position with big firm,
Harker Iarker e, Harker"
"Oh!" cried the girl in the quiet
suit Eyes, know of the firm. Will
you tell me what position"
Charlie has something to do In the
downtown Offices" interrupted Cor
inne. "You wouldn't understand. The
firm thinks a great deal OF Charlie.
It's fine chance for him and no doubt
he'll be at the head Of the whole es-
tablishment before long. OF course,
he isn't rich"
"Are you buying these laces!" In
CURED the quiet girl Aren't they
pretty!"
Eyes. I've just got some Of this IS
yard stuff" said the girl with the
chatelaines negligently. Marrying as
am. l have to dress accordingly, and
Charlie and I doubtless will mingle
with the best society. You aren't
finding anything here that you care to
buy. are you?
You always were such quiet mouse
Of thing, with no style-that is,
mean, you did not care what you wore.
There are some good laces around on
the other side-only rs cents, too, and
they'd trim very well In a quiet trous-
seau, such as you are getting up, no
| doubt.
I'm nearly worn to shred getting
things in order, for, Of course, had
to have dozens Of everything. My
dear, How l envy you, being able to
get half dozen Of everything and let
1t end there, and just dress or so!
People who live quietly, Of course.
don't expect to be asked out and don't
need evening gowns. It's great re-
sponsibility, living up to Charles po-
sition and expectations. When the
head of the firm asks us to dine some
times I'm not going to look as though
had to buy dress for the occasion"
"Does-is your fiance very well ac-
WIFI lhC uCdu Va lhO III 4"
inquired the quiet girl.
why" said the other, trifie an
noyed, "of course he Is! That is, 1t
won't be long before Mr.. Harker
realizes that he can't do without Char
lie in the private Offices! Charlie is
modest and does not put himself for
ward and no doubt the other men
think he is just one Of themselves,
but he is waiting his opportunity.
Why. the Arm doesn't realize how
much is on Charles shoulders! You
don't look at all tired, for one getting
up a trousseau. Still, suppose
small, plain outfit doesn't bother ono
much, does It, dear?"
"Oh, I have been doing II In leis
urely way for some time now" said
the girl in the quiet suit.
ITO think of you really getting mar
ried!" exclaimed the girl with the
chatelaines. Il always thought you'd
take up settlement work or go as a
missionary or something? How excit-
ing Il must seem to you. when, Of
course, you never had expected I'll
Some girls Just seem cut out for old
maids-I guess Charlie wishes I was
a little more that way from the time
he had winning over so many rivals.
Are you going around 10 look at the
cheaper laces, dear"
why. no." said the girl in the quiet
suit. IT think not. I'm Just waiting
for parcel here"
my goodness!" cried her friend.
How foolish of you to be so extrava-
CANT when It isn't necessary Now
with me It IL different"
Here's your parcel. miss" a sales
woman interrupted the voluble one,
handing her a tiny bundle. IAN
eighth Of a yard, wasn't It? Sixty
three cents from a dollari"
isn't mine here YETI" asked the
quiet girl.
let's see," unused the clerk. Yours
was the ten yards at SO a yard, wasn't
It? Nom, not yet"
by the way" snapped the girl with
the chatelaines, as she stuffed her |
scrap Of lace into her bag, who ara