The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1912-03-20
The EVENING STORY
FeIicia's Furs.
(By Virginia Blair. }

Sinclair loved her. He knew it
and he knew, too, that he wanted hel
for his wife.
She was so different from the wom-
en- of his own family. His mother
! was gracious gentlewoman, dispen-
| sing her bounty, her time, unselfish-
ly to others. From her he had drawn
his ideal of the perfect woman.
He was sure that Felicias soul was
beautiful, yet she hid her depths be-
| meath light manner, and sometimes
he wondered if there were depths
Did Felicia ever think about anything
| but her own good time, her own in
terests; her own desires?
But he put all doubts from him
when he met her at the station. She
had been away for a week END at her
uncle'S-a rich old bachelor, who con-
tributed to her love of ease.
Uncle Bob is a dear" Felicia told
her lover as they walked toward the
mouse. What do you think he gave
me this time, SincIair?'
Sinclair smiled down at her. More
than 1 can ever give you, I'm afraid.
If you hadn't really said yes Felicia,
L should expect you to trim your sails
and fly straight for some other port.
on ought to have anchored to a mil
HOnaire."
Some of the brightness went out of
her face. What makes you say that 20
she asked quickly.
'Oh-your love of pretty things-of
good timec''
She flashed glance into his face
Then she said, lightly, ''Poor Sinclair.
Is he afraid he's going to have a but
terfly wife ?''
He smiled back. I'm afraid you
will spread your wings and fly away"
She shook her head. You know I
won't" she said, confidently. Then
she opened the silver bag which hung
on her wrist Look at this she said
isn't Uncle Bob generous2 I shaft buy
there no
ones-with long tails and a big muff
and with my new blue suft-and my
hat with the plume-you'H be proud
of me-"
take fine feathers to make you a
beautiful bird, Felicia
But in his heart he was saying.
why should she spend all that for
furs ?" He really thought she looked
well enough in the old set of mink.
And he wondered again what she
would do, as his wife. But he forgot
his forebodings for a time as she chat
ted of her trip.
A week later. as they walked home
from church together, he said, you
look lovely in your red fox furs, Fee
licia.''
Aren't they dandy?' she demanded
AS she walked by his side in all her
beauty, there were chances cast at her
of which she was perfectly conscious.
isn't it nice" she said, gleefully, Ito
have people think I look well in my
red fox?"
YES. it's nice" said Sinclair absent
He was thinking of the fu-
ture. Would she be happy when
there were no lovely things for others
TO admire?
He spoke to his mother about it
that night. I'm afraid I can't give
her the things she will want, Mumsie''
Don't worry said that wise lady.
Felicia will be glad to be shabby for
your sake
do you think 500" he asked.
81 know it," was her decided an
swer. she has side you haven't
discovered yet, Sinclair. She won't |
let's me get a peep at it,
The next Sunday, when Felicia |
walked home from church with her !
lover, she wore her old furs. !
Where are the new ones?'' Sinclair /
oh" Felicia said. careless1y, ct
didn't think you'd notice. Don't you
think I look nice T.. my mink?''
Lovely he FASTENED to say, "but
why not the red foxes"
Z she began, then hesitated. and
stammered, 81 m-I'm tired of them"
He gazed at her in amazement,
Tired %
Yes. Don't let's talk about it any
more"
After that she wore her old mink,
cheerfully.
sinclair pioneered over me mystery
OF the red fox furs. Was Felicia then
such a spendthrift that she could af-
ford to buy furs and not wear them
He made himself unnecessarily
miserable over them. It seemed to
him that Felicia was more frivolous
han ever. He couldn't get in touch
with her.
He came home depressed and tired
after o'clock call on her. His
mother was out, and he sat down in
front of the fire.
When his mother came she found
1im in the darkness.
e'Daer boy" she said, why so
early?"
81 went to call on FeIicia-and-"
''Oh, Feliciai'' she broke in. st
nave something so lovely to tell you
about her. 1 heard the story this
afternoon. Such a lovely story Wait
ill I turn up the lights and III tell
7ou'
.sSit here in the dark" he begged.
He drew low chair up for her and
brew himself on the rug with his
lead in her lap. Now tell me all
he lovely things you can about
Felicia"
wei. you know the dear chiId's
lncle gave her check and she !
Fought some red fox furs.'
Sinclair sat up. Yes he said
quickly, Ego on" j.
"They were very expensive. and
he felt a bit extravagant over them.
he told me. Well, suddenly she !
topped wearing them