The Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1???-1928, 1912-03-07

( are 50 deuced trateqNate you know.
( But iast made &u \ fort to look II all
"Of coarse, signing, you ought 10
feel that way: and. another thing.
Dicky: you1i negcy forget where you
first saw htr, VIII yoc2 One Of the
things one ncFer feFseta.'
Right il this, roam" ! pqfmuyee;
ANA In that wicker ehstr.
Really" Har sArpriasd ciacul&.
ton Was delicious By Iovq, hos en-
tranciue rQcaettish III aer! How
jolIs eteysFl
Go on Ten me bow she MAS
Dress sd--npyeF Find any mora Eic-
ture basinses iasy tell nae III four Or
I'VE WORDS Ret yop ean't IL H." sno
slipped ever again 70 inc arm W My
chSis.
In her eyes was challenge ana 4
took It ur.
In black silk paiamas," ! SAID dar-
ingly.
Her blue eyes opened wide. For a
moment feared she would be offend
ed at my audacity. but her biraiike
carol Of laughter treasured me,
Say. you're not so slow. are your
And her hand came down on my
back with force that made me Jump.
only shows" she gurgled merrliy,
how little Jack knows about you.
Say, you'd better never tell him about
those black pajamasi"
She spoke chokingly through a
storm or laughter as she rocked there
against my shoulder.
And say-the joke Of it," she
banged me on the back with a clublike
blow, incredible from that little hand.
The joke Of 1t is. he thought I'd be
SO safe with you'll Oh. mamma"
And on she went again.
But Ill--IIl never say word,
Dicky." she said, coming out of her
laughter and painting breathlessiY,
Never! And don't you, Dicky-don't
you ever! Understand Nuns the
world"
But
"Oh, but me no rbuts'-promisei"
why. then-er-of course. II you
wish It."
That's right, because | want to
come again--that Is, II you want me.
But II Brother Jack was on to you,
Dicky, as / am. he would sooner have
me at d hotel. that's ALL"
But my dear Frances" -
II tell you know, Dlcky; he doesn't
approve OF young ladies in pajamasr
She chuckled. mot even black ones"
Sne stood up, looking at herself and
performing graceful pirouetts be-
fore the long pier glass.
Now, If they had been crimson"
she proceeded. "he might have felt
different. Old Jacks great on Har-
ward. and SO am l."
OF course. All Radcliffe girls were,
I knew.
BY Jove, how wished I could show
her the lovely crimson pajamas Mas
termann had sent me from China!
But would have TO summon Jenkins
to find them, and besides, it would be
Of questionable taste to present them
to her attention.
Great idea, this. having pajamas
In your college colors." she said r
'tG0lstt so. too. h. I n8tel admirtnEly
the, rich etfeet OF her golden heaG
above The BLACK silk. Tut / thought
the color a deyiish odd one-somber,
YOU krow--for color6 bt young gigvs
school
My! myi" she murmured, wouldn't
iust love to live IL paiamas-just go
about in 'en all the iifne, you know!
Why can u we. Fswonder?" Her face
dashed me b rayis1ing smile; aud
while [ was blinking over her ques-
ton, she went on: Funny how the
girls even are taking to 'em-even SIS
wears emf" She chuckled: Hers are
gray fiannellette. But the girl I'm
cling you about--she don't; Sis told
tine mater about It, 1t seems that be-
fore she Ieit China, some high muck.
atnueb gave her governor swell pair
OF SILK ones-something like these.
guess. but I don't know OF what color.
Bat, anyhow. they were too delicate
and fine to be wasted on an old stiff
like that, and he had sense enough to
know It. So he passed EN- down the
line to her-Frances, you know. Well,
Sir" Here she sided to the table
and half leaned, half perched, upon
its edge; and | was 30 distracted
Watching her graceful poise and GEES
tgres, that lost what she was saying,
1y Jove.
II was her trill OF laughter at some
thing she had said, and the question:
Wasn't that funny?' that brought me
back to what she was telling me.
Yes, sir--said she Just scared her
maid-oh, batty! Because she looked
so ugly in 'em--that's what she
thinks, but of course-shucks! Any
how. she never wore 'em any more,
and day or two later some coolie
stole them-sold 'em probably"
Suddenly she yawned. stretched her
arms above her head, and flashed me
a dazzling smile. BY Jove, In the
foose-ftting garments she looked for
all the world like an Oriental houri,
or some jolly lovely thing like that.
Gee, but I'm sleepy" she said be-