Bisbee daily review., 1912-11-17
Mystery of the
 Orchid Gown

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 T am head over heels in work" an- nounced Dorothy. bursting in on Mar tory, but I just had to run over to hear all about last nights dance. Who went with whom and what did every. body wear?"
 'T don't know anything about last nights dance for the simple reason that I wasn't there," answered Mar jory.
 You weren't there?' gasped Dor othy. 'Why, left you at six o'clock raying about the wonderful time you expected to have. With my very own eyes saw you shampooed, manicured, massaged and made ready for the big event. For half hour l stood admir-. ing your new orchid gown. Now you sit there and calmly say, I wasn't ,there' Explain! Say something. or I'll shake you"
 "As you say" began Marjory. when you left me 1 was all booted and spurred for the dance, except my dress. About an hour before expect, ing Jack went to my clothes closet and to my amazement my orchid gown was nowhere to be seen.
 T took all my clothes out Of the closet, returned them to their places removed everything again and put them back. No resultsi
 T knew positively that when you were here my dress was peacefully hanging in the left hand corner of my closet. What or who could have spir ited it away? No other article Of my wardrobe was missing.
 "Frantioally called mother, father sister, brother. Together we searched every nook and corner Of the house During the frenzy of the hunt l even found myself looking in my thimbIe case. No usei That dress was gene
 T can we'll imagine your agony" sighed Dorothy.
 There was nothing for me to do" said Marjorie, but cali up Jack, ex. plain matters and tell him it was i'm. possible for me to go."
 My heart bleeds for you" moaneo Dorothy. Why didn't you wear your pink?" |
 It's at the cleaners" |
 Your yellow?' !
 ''It's at the dressmaker's, being re | modelled"
 You could have borrowed one oi mine" |
 The waist would have been toe long and the skirt too short"
 What did Jack say?" |
 He felt dreadfully. We were tc 1 have led the cotillon. Being chair | man of the entertainment committee | he had to go to the dance anyway. As | for me, I threw my miserable self on the bed and cried myself to sleep. fl dreamed all night of Jack dancing around my closet in my orchid gown
 But what could have become of that dress?" demanded Dorothy. i
 Well, when I arose this morning angry at every one and everything. l stepped to my closet to get my .kimo no. Believe me or not, iE the Ien hand corner hung my new orchio goWnI"
 At first thought was still dream. ing. Next I decided that worry had my mind. Then I knew il was neither a dream nor insanity, bu, a cold fact that my dress hung before mel
 T gave scream which called the entire family to my side, including Nora, our maid. They gazed at thsl truant gown.
 Nora, what do you know about this dress?' demanded, seeing an ex presslon of alarm on her face.
 "'Oh, Miss Marjory,' she said. q don't know what made me do it You'll never forgive mel know you won't l can't be so bold as to asE you to. It's just terriblei'
 Well, go on,' l commanded.
 answered a matrimonial adver tisement last month,' walled Nora. The gentleman wanted my picture bad. had not decent stitch to wear I Tor stylish fiashIight photograph. S knew you weren't going to wear thai I here dress last night, so I made so ( bold as to borrow it for two hours to } have my picture took. I didn't do fl 2 DO harm. Please forgive me, Mjss { Marjory. I'll never do 1t again. c
 There" finished Marjory, you { nave the explanation of the mysters .IN