Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1912-04-24
Marjjoy' S Little
Effort

do you honestly and truly think it's
good, girls? Are you positive you are
not f1attering me?" asked Marjory Of
her literary society, known as "The
Eight
tits splendid" answered Nan, de-
cidedly.
Gust DEAR" added Ted.
tits too cute for anything" said
Evaritus.
81 consider it strong story, even
if I say so myself" said Mrs. Morse,
Mildred's sister, while the other four
girls added evidence of their appre-
citation Of Marjory's literary ability.
Give read it and reread 1t so many
times myself that 1 can't Judge, but
I am glad you girls like it. Mother
said: BY all means send it to the pa
per, my child but mother has known
me so many years that she is in
clined to be partial to anything 1 do,
from Irish crochet lace to writing
stories.
Brother Bob says that he has read
many poor stories in his day, but this Is
he worst He advises me to save the
money I spend in paper, envelopes,
stamps and typewriting and send 1t
20 some poor, worthy family. He says
Uncle Sans mail department. should
not be compelled to carry such litera-
ture. But Bob is no critic. He was
cross, anyway, when I read it to him,
because the laundry failed to return
his pet white vest in time for Vioiet's
| dinner dance. I don't care what he
says, if you girls really like it,
Il love it, said Ted. eff you don't
send that story to a magazine, Mar
| jory Morton, I'll never speak to you
again. Any editor with good judgment
will eagerly grasp it,
''Well, you girls know what you
know. If you insist, it goes. All hold
your breath, and, if it is accepted, I'll
treat you girls to fine luncheon" \
Ten days later Marjory burst into
Mildred's house with: Mildred! Mil
dred Morton Morse! Come! Oh, the
grandest thing! Gorgeous!"
"What is the matter? Are you en-
gagged? Who is the man? Tell me
quickly, and stop screaming"
"My story has been accepted. I
just received check for ten dollars.
sister, Marjory Morton! My name in
print! Wonderful! I could just hug
that beautiful editor! I'll phone the
girls and tell the news"
Don't forget the promised lunch
con-" said Mrs. Morse
F'That's So" answered Marjory. ''Why
did I make such rash promise? sAh,
pity tits it's true"
'FWe've made arrangements for me
to give my luncheon-to meet at II
o'clock next Saturday." said Mar
iory short while later. $50 be on
deck with your white beaver hat, black
velvet suit and violets. The girls
were just wild with delight Nan said
she was going to fast until them
81 think I will do likewise" said Mrs.
Morse with a laugh.
ooh, dear, now I'm a literary wom-
an, suppose I'll have to muss my
hair, and let my skirts sag in the back
No more tube skirts and fancy bags
for mel"
"Marjory, your success has surely
gone to your head. Be calm and
: placid" said her sister,
Saturday came, as Saturdays will
a but this particular Saturday "The rain
was raining all around" 1t poured and
t poured and poured.
:. ''Since the time of Noah there has
< never been such deluge,' walled Mar
/ jory.
d Cant you postpone your luncheon
until the sun rises?" questioned Mil
g dred.
y decidedly not. It's all ordered
! Can't possibly countermand it at this
late hour. What shall l do? No one
j but duck could go on foot in this
r Storm" questioned the hostess.
I'm afraid, sis, it will have to be
taxis," weakly suggested Mildred.
Eight girls mean two taxis. It's
dreadful! But suppose I'll have tt
;. submit to the inevitable" said Mar
0 jory, as she left the room to call VI
s the garage.
: CAS- Marjory babe goodby to hel
S friends after the affair was over
Edith said:
a 'It was perfectly lovely luncheon
DEAR
+ Never had a better time," added
: Dorothy.
). "You were dear to invite U.S." ex
7 claimed Violet
. Hope you write some more stories,'
said Eva.
, While all the rest were adding pro-
fuse thanks, Marjory was mentally fig
uring accounts. She discovered that
, the luncheon bill, taxi fares, tips to
: chauffeur, maids, and small corsage
bouquets, amounted to exactly $19.25,
while at home rested a paltry ten dol.
lar check.
Serves me right" she said to Mil
! dred that night. 'I'm always so i'm.
Dulsive with issuing nv invitations.