The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1912-08-07

mXAu acceptance OF broken hearts. 1t IS
gracious look, and difficult OF attain
~ mcnt TO the palmer sisters.
st YSeite withzl not invincble
s Back in the earlier days OF her reigr
there had been man. and while tn.
| man wcrt--zx men do--the memory remained.
mention this merely 10 Gpen +he-ras TO tcT arts
4 Tvette had then, beauty. prestige-and past, OF
| delicate hidden sort 1t but natural that thu:
| endowed, she should eventually to CONSIDER
niatrH1ony
| Her mother-hav. said that Yv.ttes mother was
rome other than Mrs Jacques de la Fuen:e nee
Duprez aher mother, perhaps. stated the case most
| I'm wear you will be twenty-four." she said the
beautiful hmpid French softenng and sHeetenins
the words THAT j. almost old maid 1t is
time Ivette, you thought, myself was married
at fifteen"
skin and sighed, She standing al the moment
before her dressing table and the candle set IN
tan sconces either side OF that artisuc DIT OF
furniture afforded mellow radiance to the mirrors
depths -...,.d =. mother tr;s. insist
\ aBut from the cradle-to the gravel" said Yvette,
and fastened single string Of pearls about her
long white throat
somewhat sharply She was infrequenty to be
found some distance in the rear OF her beautiful
daughter .,. ..;A vx..,.
I'm my trousseau." continued the lady, i had. a.
son know great quantities OF real lace The ven OF
my grandmother alone e..
shrugged her slender shoulders y am quite wiling
10 msrry--but the mani
Then Mrs. de Ia Fuente flung out crafty feeler;
"He has been most attentive she murmured' and
there is slightest fault TO be found with his post
ton, his nsn1e-
aIis money thrust in Yvette, almost vulgary.
"say Il. mamma You mean Tony Whiting She
added, with little yawn, Il had thought OF that'
myself
'.Hs has perhaps spoken" said Mrs. de la Fuente'
aNo!S Said Yvette NO" and finished supsrbly
arrogant but he viii speak tonight
She drew on pair Of long white gloves, sHppea
into long black velvet coat with collar Of fur
and extinguished the candles the dressing table,
What is it Tonight she asked ianguiqy.
"tFausts Ii you knew how tired am OF that
opera, with it's tenor who is just grocer boy IN
douhlet and hose. and its 50 mysterious devil ana
lis SO silly Marguerite. Mind the star, mamma.
And il came 70 pass as they say in ancient Ghron,
icies that Tony Whiting spoke that night He had
been wanting only the inhnitesimal encouragement
which Yvette allowed him during the Jewel Song.
The box was very dark and he just behind her,
where his eyes could rest without osentation upon
the little curl that touched her neck 1t was IN ms
little swayward kissing curl Once she dropped her
fan and when he stopped for It. her fingers tumbed
deifcatey taking il back 1t IS Just such Things
which deran the train Of otherwise quite prudent
events
IN any case, Whiting spoke, in a SLOW careful Si
whisper whiie Marguerite upon NE sage MS nrss
stout Marguerite /, may be hardly necessary TO
remark with vanishing waist-i7e and three chins
I0nv Whiting W7ist-lire was also DciHS tuTcdt-
ened and the hair at his temples had yielded visiby
10 the persuasion Of time but he had still but one
chin, and that good one
"Yyette" he whispered-not even her mother
heard him, though she had always an ear that way
"Yvette You're very beautiful to-rlEht
Yvstte Just lowered he. iashes They we're long
and touched her cheek with suggestion OF shyness
smile stirred the corner Of her mouth. She ola
not speak. She knew how it went, that game
Suppose" said Whiting, very softly. you put me
cat 81 my agony to-night-Yes or no. Are you
Listening, Yyettes
Yvette bent her head very little to say that she
was listening The real old lace about her heart
lifted and felt quite evenly She did not aush
the breath caught nervousiy VII y9u a,.. nyetts
bedizened her matronly self with earrings and neck.
isees. Whiting, perhaps realized the oueeTness OF
il for he leaned li.tle nearer and touched fVees
scarf reverenny with The tips Of his hngers
"Its been going on long tiine-with me- he
said Nothing new-as you know
fSsss Iedsd hsb h s@a ooksd back ds her enc shoulder
into Writings eyes II you had been reared with
The end in view of some day entering upon Ger,
tseif before your feet. draw back Aeither oia
waite She took her hrst step between IT'S order!
pedgss naturally enough without excitement. ten I,
Il know" she said very softly N her turn
'.You vill2" said Whiting incredulous to the last
.dorfhs fiber Of his being.
sYes" said Yvette She was not at al slow
And that was the great moment, come. and gone,
~ithout any Mare Of trumpets wmie Aarsrente
gled kerseif before mirror and the dey5 l0Itefeo
ediyksn toe background coquetting with Dame
isrfhs
wFs de Il Fnente received The news with radiance.
aT1ear little one she said u had hoped for II.
1. e most charming--in every way eligible-not
veoIe of course but there really many delight
i neople uptown. confident you vii Dc
,nov For the trouSseau, Of course, you viii have
|sficv -, 81.
II had not thought of the troussesu. SAID 1Fetie
~Ah. youth youth" sighed Mrs de "a ruente
,ti,,entaliy "Color Of rose. and another color
49,. Inved on.ss eves"
- had not thought OF that either. said fyette
sxh<n he stood once more before the mirror pt
: : <lzsf. : fsbie ana II The csrdles. she locked AZ
rs<if With vague Inferest H'ef ",li.e , ,:a ne
s.... SAD kissed her IN the discreet moment WHEN
!. 81. F,,srss mounting the stairs bad left them