Arizona republican., 1912-03-12
W hats Ours
By WlNoNA GODFREY
(copyrisht, 1910, by the Pearson
 Publishing Col

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 Coin to the Emerald Club tonight Miss Chase?" asked Miss Packer. a big swarthy girl with regular garden. hedges of eyebrows. She knew very well that the new girl wasn't going. l Sydney gave no hint of chagrin No. I'm not going. Is 1t a dancing club?"
 Miss Packer raised an eyebrow at l this ignorance. "Oh, hadn't you even heard about it? Yes, it's a dancin' club "a real swell one, too. I'm goin' with | MT McKay-he's in the Gents Fur nishings, you know" That will be nice" Sydney's tone was politely indifferent. but she felt | the pang she was intended to feel. She | could not understand why they all | seemed so determined to shut her out | from their pleasures. and then to Haunt them before her lonely eyes. Miss Packer. however. felt vaguely frustrated in her assumption of social superiority. Little cat!' she nut tered. tossing her head Occasionally in the shops there is 10 be seen a girl. brought there by Heaven knows what exigencies, who in
 
 her fellows that the difference is eyi- dent at first glance. For quite obvi- ous reasons these girls are seldom popular, and even the knowledge that they are owed 10 ones superiority does not invariably heal the wounds of hu- initiation and studied insult. Even though she did consider the source. Sydney could not but vince at Miss 0nE arf> ,hc a girl, and she was lonely.
 The approach of a customer saved her from the scratch Of the little cat remark. and she was surprised to feel in the manner of this customer an un- accustomed friendliness, a sympathy something understanding. She was young woman, beautiful and beauti- fully dressed. and Sydney did not won der at the interest she seemed to be exciting among the other clerks. She felt someway little happier when the beautiful lady had turned away with a smile that seemed 10 have so much more in it than mere amiability-it was somehow comforting like the pres sure of the hand that means Be of good cheer"
 The fioorman sauntered mp. He was Mir. B. F. Wirt, commonly called Ben nie"
 Some class. eh?" said he. with a glance after the figure of the beautiful lady
 Sydney cordially agreed She was lovely"
 Well. do you know who that is? It's Mrs. Valentine Burke-she used to work right here in this very store"
 She did."
 That's what she did--when she was Christabel shannon. And she married Burke. the millionaire, and seems to be living happy ever after Terrible romantic, ain't it?"
 Il should say" smiled Sydney.
 "How's this fair one today" in- quired Bennie softly, smiling his own sweetest
 Well, thank you" with no coquetry
 Say, goin' to the Emerald tonight"
 Sydney shook her head. No"
 Don't you want to go?" persisted MT Wirt. "Or no bid?"
 'I haven't been asked" she admitted
 Come, go with me. then he invited her.
 Why. yes. I'd like to-" She spoke with a slight hesitation, which MT Wirt did not notice.
 All right Fine Goin's." said he. quite elated ''I'n see yoa later"
 The first stare that night showed the curious Emeralds why Bennie's chest was swelling with pride of conquest Starved as she was for pleasure. Syd neys cheeks began to glow as the young men crowded around her for dances, and the smile on her wistful mouth became more irresistible
 The evening was half gone when two strange young men appeared in the doorway. having wandered up from the street. probably allured by the strains of Kiss me. my honey, kiss me" Their dinner jackets proclaimed them l gentlemen to the doorkeeper. who after | a consultation with the president of | the club, received their money and ad- | mitted them
 Their looks. their air Of being on a | lark, their selfpossession and their | clothes labelled them from a somewhat | higher sphere, and the girls to whom | they were introduced beamed upon ! them. Both were presented to Sydney | MT. Meadows and Mir. Tremper
 I'm sorry. but my card is full" she responded to their invitations to dance. MT Meadows moved on 10 the 1 next girl, but MT. Tremper remained standing before her, looking rather deep into her brown eyes with his clear. steady gray ones.
 I'm sorry, too" he was saying. when Extra. waltz" the floor shouted.
 Tremper smiled. This is my lucky night. isn't it?''
 Sydney felt her heart quicken She rose to put her hand on his arm, ignor- ing the sight of MT Wirt. skating across the floor in her direction
 She had never felt other men in dancing any more than prancing auto matons, but she was conscious of Tremper's arm about her waist. They | spoke little and the music seemed to be carrying them on without personal effort.
 May I have the next extra?" he asked presently.
 If there is one" Her voice was very low.
 Maybe we can fix it," he said with his boyish smile.
 Strangely, when he had seated her. she did not seem to want to dance again. She rose reluctantly when her next partner approached. She found herself wondering whether there would