Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-07-15

they marry. she soliloquized. This
professor better make a choice some
where else.
Madam a thin-faced man sitting
beside her in the car cried in dismay.
"your-er-whatever it is wildly, lis
spilling'
He pulled UP a section OF light tan
coat on which a purple spot was rapidly
enlarging.
'.Oh, dear met It was Myra's turn to
sorry-I never dreamed" Modification
made her stammer. Her face flushed
and there We're tears in her eyes as she
gaZed helplessly at the havoc.
What is it?' he asked. gingerly dab
bling a white handkerchief at it.
Grapes. She opened her purse III
pay for the damage-Oh, my, ] can't
There We're only two dimes in it. And
She remembered that her months allow
ance wasn't due for three days. IF youn
give me your address," she stammered,
I'll send it,
He was a mild-looking man with glasses
and stopped shoulders Never mind he
said, courteously; 1t doesn't matter.
never did like this suit" He got off at
the next corner, presumably for a clean
er's.
Myra sighed. Several passengers had
observed the incident and were smiling
broadly. Myra held the jar out from her
to save her own dress, which happened
to be a new gray linen. A purple stream
dribbed to the floor She could have
cried. Her face burned scarlet She made
up her mind that never would Cora
wheedle her again.
And when finally she reached her
brothers pleasant home Cora said calm
~, "Oh. did you bring the jar Of Craps?
I've decided that cherries will give a rich
er color. But never mind. Aunt Mvra
you didn't know
Make everything nice" coaxed Maud
who was twisting a great mass of blond
hair into an intricacy of puffs. Last
didn't put quite enough paprika in the
salad. And he's used to the best in
everything"
He's frightfully rich.', Cora said. anx-
iously. But. OF course, he had to be
Maud's find. I never have any luck. If
cut you out with a vain little
glance at her pretty reflection in the
mirror
I advise you not. to try anything of
the sort, snapped Maud ..A.thoueh."
with almost a sneer, I'm not afraid"
Aren't you?" flashed Cora.
Myra hurriedly broke In to avert the
usual row. What sort OF custard did
you say?
An afternoon she worked steadily, stir
ring. beating eggs. whipping cream, ar
raging the silver and cut glass on the
polished oak table, twisting a bowl OF
roses into centerpiece. BY 6 O'Clock she
was tired. She dropped Into a chair for
a moments rest before going home. The
girls had repeated that the table would
be full. But the telephone rang and
cora came running out to the kitchen,
Aunt Myra," she cried, you've got To
stay for dinner. Ellen Evers has Just
sent word that she can't come and IL
leaves an empty place" She ran back
upstairs, wholly unconscious that the in
sitation might offend. Myra started TO
feel angry, but laughed instead After
all. Cora and Maud were IA they We're
One had to accept them She gave the
last directions to the awkward maid and
went to brush up her hair and powder
her flushed face. 1t didn't make any es-
pecial difference how she looked She
was only a filler-in. Maud and Cora would
be the only ones observed.
The guests began TO arrive. Her sister
ln-law. directed by Maud, was busy in
PRODUCING. Myra had slipped around. to |
The Kitchen to take last look at the |
dessert, and only got back in time to |
90, in with old Dr.. Henry. So she was
sitting down at the table when she looked |
up and into the eyes of the man whom |
she had sprinkled with grape juice.
He had changed tile light suit for /
black. His eyes twfnkled the recog /
milton. Myra blushed riiiserably. She