New-York tribune., 1912-01-21
SUNDAY MAGAZINE FOR JANoAk1 A' i'i|

day would DC DldSplelIouo' " "ii'tC az yO'
going to let me bring you to wear!
o The girl smiled slowly, and in her eyes the
dream grew. "My cousin sent me a pink
muslin last summer" she said softly; but
Aunt Missouri would never let me wear 1t,
because it" She paused; that fluting
voice of hers dropped almost to a whisper.
@Don. it's cut low in the neck! .
The boy made that ccStatlc little cluck OF
the tongue that the young mother gives
when her baby takes its first step.
"Sav that over again, and say 1t SIow-lt
sounds good to me- he murmurcd Wagglng
his head from side to side in the movement
we use when our comfort is too great to be
contained in the measure Of mere words.
"Whv, it must be a regular foxy evening
|oown-it must be that Champc, I'm
ticklcd to polka dots. With frock like that
you'd never refuse to go"
THE wonderful night came at last. Don
L found his little love, clad in the delicate,
pink muslin, with pale froth OF embroidery
about the shoulders, a silky pink wreath. III
her dark hair, looking anxiously from her
upstairs easement He had brought ms
mothers white Grape shawl, understanding
that a wrap was what was lacking.
"Whcrc's the fiery dragon?' he inquired
in genial whisper; then, catching fairy
glimpse of the peri in the window above, by
the light of the corner lamp, Great Scott
Champe! You sure are peach. You re the
loyclicst thing ever
"Levi's awfully sick, and she went over to
sit I'D with him." Champc interrupted HIM
blushingly. "and she's locked me in. .
"All right. I'm coming up there for YOU
he told her, as he Sprang TO the floor OF the
adjoining porch.
When he had got her safely to that po-
sition, loves ladder, the old, old ladder OF the
lifted ARMAND never was Jacobs thronged
bv faircr visions, brought her little feet at
last to earth, the sheer pink gown raised
above tiny slippers that matched its tint, the
white shawl Shrouding neck and shoulders as
white, she was shy with him, this big, hand
some Don in his evening clothes and a long
light ovcrcoat. whose ardent eyes followed
her every movement 50 pcrsistcntly.
1T feel strange, she murmurcd doubt
fully. "Do look all right? Will do!'
All right" he echoed. You'll have every
girl in the thcatcr faded to shadow. There's
only a few steps to 60. I've got carriage
around the corner thought it Wouldn' do
to come closer than that.
Is there in all youths calendar 4 moment
more proud and bcatifc than that in which
bovhood en- escort "takcs a carriage? Again
Champc was overwhelmed with wondering
admiration Of the young man who stood, tall
and handsome, hat in hand, holding open
the door OF the vehicle for her. Again Don
was utterly carried away and subjugatcd by
the adorable, radiant eyed vision that swept
its girsh Gncrics daintiy into the dark in
terror. She sank down on the cushions. She
could not resist one small bounce and soft
clapping OF the hands as she murmurcd,
@isn't it grand-oh, Don, isn't it lovcly:'
"Aw, body soon gets used to it, deprc-
Gated the prince, as he seated himself rather
stiillv beside hcr-not too closc-and they
drove away Presently he looked sidcwiSc
at her: and those eloquent eyes OF his, which
so outtalkcd his boys tongue, once safely
upon her chung there. This is what
YOU ought to have all the time, he said.
"Champc, you're great | never saw you
look Just right and and at homc-bctorc "
Champc received this with girlish dig
nifty unexpected and appealing, though the
heart under pink muslin and white silkcn
shawl hu;tcrcd and shook lis wings. So the
squares and the streets were passed. Soon
Don, with a grand air and box Of candy in
his pocket, was assisting her to alight AT the
thcItcr.
And il was no, the boys partial vision
alone ,ha, found her beautiful. About the
1 L. -. IL. II