The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1912-06-07

piness, Sophie hei in the gasp Of two absorb
ing concrete issues matterS which necessitated long
sitting up at night, much iine en7roldery, and. oh,
50 many butonholes deliripnI in ".cry one OF them
il is very hasd poor Sophie discuyeed not to betray
emotion in ons 5utlonholes But each embroidered
shirt waist that e.e finished meant an amper margin
for her twc prea expenditures the wedding present
and the wedding dress.
or at least shall always call it my wedding
Gress,' SOphie <plalned, over and over II 1t had
been difficult to decide, even with Eyeyns calm aid
upon gilt that should be appropriate for the un-
worldly Stephen and his unknown MARY on
sertedthe foster parent had found that the question
Of her own costume presented even greater perpe
tiles 1t was Mos Darrow who Wig -usly plungns
into the crisis~-eemanded that ,ason Miss
Burchell~ wear something really substantial and
"smart
I'm sure they won't expect me to be actually
fashionable Sophie timidly objected, recalling fear
somey@the tall brittle ladies with plumed hats that
she had'se in theiaahion papers. They know, of
course, that in Wrayford we nothing OF the sort.
Stephen will have told them everything. And still
couldn't bear to have Stephen ashamed OF me. |
want something handsome, Mrs Darow ! had
made up my mind to that
"Of course y9u do And in a pearl gray satin,
Miss Burchel, you would look really distinguished
You think oughtnt to be black; Perhaps
gray dress would look happier, You see, ! mustn't
be oStentaoas , mustn't wear the kind of dress
that Maty> aother would have. Not being
Stephea, ,~r mother-and in my circumstances
ou sure, Mrs Darrow, that gray silk wouldn't
be too snowy too young for me:'
'Yo unjust have your best lace put on it," Mrs.
barrow went on, lmperatNely ana, Evelyn you
must that she doesn't get too dark silk
1t was Sophies own bold resolution to take
stitch she put it. in the heavy gray brocade
that the ultimate result OF the anxious counsels
To dres shaker in the next town the almost holy
privilege entrusted and from this accomplished
although VIGOROUSLY unreliable despot oaths
exacted that the precious garment should be finished
not later than the first Of September "A rela-
tive OF mine is to be married, Sophie stated. with
the impression that she severely browbeating
the portly woman whose stubby professional fingers
were indifferenty turning the sacred gray bro
cade The day isn't quite decided upon, but | must
have it by the hrst'-an admonon that she
peated each thrilling time that she stood before the
dressmakers long mirror and in its vision
couded distances not only her Slight figure, but
Stephens and Mary's, and stately hushed troop
Of nuptal guests-and she could scarce bear it all
Her life, newly strung with such Caring excite
ments this, now seemed to her like great city
street. starred along either side with indomitaby
brilliant lights a street that knows night
Through all her sleepless hours there unyary
ing circle OF speculation about which faster and
faster she endlessly swung Would Stephens wife
consent to share him with herr Was she, Mary. 5
much a. any woman could be. worthy of him.
Would they. as Wrayford prophesied. demand that
Sophie come live with them, Would Stephen
think the gray brocade suitable' What else ought
she to pack in her little trunk: Could she safely