The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1912-01-04
In Pink
and Blue

eCoessisha sess. b. Associated Literary Prssa)
ITS q wicked shame-now you
can't 90 to prayer meeting!" Louise
exploded. tossing the pink gown
spttefully onto the bed.
Mrs. Gleves laughed softly. why.
It's all in the days work. child" she
said. Il did think I'd like to hear
Dady Cane pray one more time.
He's such a saint. and 90 old. each
prayer may be the last-but Milly
didn't know-and her heart 10 80 set
on wearing pink tomorrow night"
when she has twenty other frocks
to wear" Louise Interrupted rebel
liously. IN fact she has everything
in the world girl can want. l have
nothing"
"Sure!" Mrs. Gleves asked. with a
keen glance at her helper.
Louise was 20 pretty 1t was Joy
to contemplate her. even without the
contrast Of poor. dumpy. kindly
Milly Durham. Milly. indeed. had
everything but beauty and charm
the beauty and charm that we're
Louise's birthright. She liked the
little sewing girl. and tried hard to
be kind to her. but Louise made Il
dimcult-she was 70 proud. 20 ~
sentful Of patronage. and. since truth
must be spoken. 80 envious.
Il wonder what It ID like-to be
fine from top to toe-and feel 1t
doesn't matter II you ruin every.
thing" she said at last. looking up
from the machine.
She sat sewing rufdes upon . silk
Foundations sort Of fairy under
robe for the filmy pink gown. Milly.
the gowns owner. had suddenly de-
cided It needed . finer slip. The
rufaes were scant-hardly more than
yelling for the shimmery silk
Louise admitted to herself spitefully
they would add something to the
lacy pink chiffon. The slip had to
be made at once-Milly was coming
in the morning to try It on and have
the frocks adjusted to tho lines Of It.
And she'll look like . frump-for
all you fit 30 beautifully" Louise said
spitefully % she laid down the slip.
All the rest was hand.work-Mrs.
Cloves would trust that to nobody but
herself. Otherwise. Louise. In . mo-
msnt Of exaltation. would have volun.
tsersd to do the hand.work. and %
give time from prayer meeting. She
was . generous creature. II she did
have . temper. Though che had rsg.
ular hours. she never complained Of
working beyond them. Indssd. Mn.
0leves had sometimes to make her
put up her thimble and 90 out for .
bit Of air.
1T 10 \ pity. Milly would b right
nice looking II she didn't always
dress 20 fine." Mrs. Gloves admitted
But the poor thing doesn't know
that. Besides, her mother lives for
clothes. Every crow. you know.
thinks it, own white. So I reckon
Milly looks pretty and stylish to Mrs.
Durham. The Judge 10 fond father.
but ] can see plain he 10 mighty die
appointed not to have his only child
a beauty"
/ HE ought to adopt me-" Louise
said recklessly.
Mrs. Gleves pursed her lips, but
murmured indulgently: Vain thing!"
and went on sewing.
She was sympathetic en0ugh--had
not she herself been poor and pretty,
and thereby denied her rlghtful
chance? But she was not going to
encourage wild notions in Louise
an orphan with no nearer councillor.
than the good dressmaker.
Think of a masked party. How Id
love to see IT," Louise muttered after
a bit, looking out at the fading light.
II was Just sunset. Mrs. Gleves also
looked out. "Do you mind running
over to the Canby's for some new-laid
eggs?" she asked. Il can telephone
II you debut there may be nobody
to fetch them"
I'll fetch them-gladly," Louise
said, darling away.
She did not stop to change her blue
chambray working frOck. nor to
snatch a hat. In the briefest space
she was at the Candy house; little
later she ran down through the side
gate with a bag Of eggs clutched In
both hands. Dusk was falling; more
over she was dreaming when she
should have been looking. Between
all. she ran plump into q passer-by.
a tall young fellow. immaculate in
white flannels. with gayly banded
straw hat held at his side. He was
striding forward at a great rate. and
what. with his own impetus and
Louise's quick motion. the eggs had
no chance. They sQuashed-the bag
hroke-white and yolk overlooked
him. To save Louise from falling he