Meade County news. [volume] (Meade, Kan.) 1900-1918, 1913-01-16
WOES OF BRDE-ELECT
~ BENNETT JOHNSON.

you get Cne cdothoSI never saw any
thing 30 gorgeous in all my life! Your
hat b = dream, and that veil IL an
other. You arc marvel! What for.
eapeciallyY
The other young woman smiled COM
piacentiy. do strike you that wayY"
she inquired in gratined tones. Then
j must be all right, for that is pre-
ciseiy the effect / intended to pro.
duce. II Il had been shade less
should have considered my toilet q
failurei ! wanted to make it impoe.
sible for any one to think Of me al
anything but the most fashionable
thing on earthi"
well, you've done It." declared the
girl in the new fall suit. "Why?"
"You know" explained the gor
geously appareled one, that HaFry'a
family had never met me before we
were engaged. They lived miles away
across town. After we were engaged
Harry said they were all coming to
call ON me. Naturally was anxious
to make good impression"
We'll, that was easy" said her
friend. 1T never is what one would
call hard work to look at you'll"
"Wait!" said the fashionable ons
in hollow tones. "For two weeks
went around from breakfast time till
the lights were out at night, so dressed
up that nobody dreamed Of asking me
to dust the living room, as usual, or do
anything but ornament the place,
Then bushel of tomatoes came the
day mother had to go to luncheon. Go
on!' I told her, heroically. 4 will
make the chill sauce and the catch,
uni
I'VE never leave such things to the
cook. In fact, to get rid of the cook
told her to take the afternoon off, so
that l would have a clear field In the
kitchen. I suppose there are won
derful individuals who can work up
bushel of tomatoes while attired in
neat blue serge with white collar and
cuffs, like the angelic persons we. see
in the pictures, and emerge unrufied.
But when L tackle anything like
tomatoes l get into it up to my elbows.
There were tomatoes on the walls,
ana tomatoes spattered in my hair
and over my face and my apron was
Z siaht
Everything on the stove started
boiling at once and I was hot anH nus
trated when the bell rang
"Let It ringi' naId ! 10 nasrseN. II
rang again. YeS 1he% there Is some
thing iAeehaeD fup,An and personal
about = Soorbell Ehat you aren't an
sWe. tns. It seems 80 accusing and re-
, proachful Dust as said for the fourth
time Let It ring l dropped preserv-
ing spoon splash into the catchup and
rushed madly to the door.
81 had remembered that the DRESS
maker was to send home my dress
that afternoon for the dance that
night. wrenched open the front
door to catch the figure descending
the steps.
"Oh, yes, it was Harry's mother,
dear. It couldn't have been any one
else on earth, you know. There she
stood gazing at her daughterin-law'
elect who resembled at that moment
| cross between an inebriated cook
and a squashed tomato. Harry's moth.
| er is one of those neat, perfect WON
en-. to whom hair out of place Is a
perfectly unexplainable phenomenon
know she burst into tears at her
sons fate the instant she withdrew
from my presence. And the tomato
catchup all burned up while was sit.
ting in the best parlor chair smear
ing it with tomatoes and acting as
though | was quite happy.
1.-THE men came to clean out the
furnace the other day. and mother and
took the same time to clean the
storeroom. You know what a store
room does to you-it puts cobwebs in
your hair and grimes you with dust
and you get SCOT on your nose and
wear the gown that is worse than
your worst one When the bell rams
this time-it being the maids day out
mother said, oh, bother! Thai
must be Mrs Phipps for the sewing
society stuff Do run up and hand
her the bundle left in the from
hall!'
II ran, incidentally tumbllng ovel
the furnace mans litter and putting
my hands into basket of SCOT ant
ashes, which busted off on my apror
as went. Yes, it was Harry's mar
ried sister, who takes two hours every
day to dress and hyphenates hel
name.
II will say nothing of the day Harry
introduced me to cousin of his whom
we met by chance, when 1t had beer
raining and l had no umbrella. Yor
know what my hair looks like wheI
it gets damp-exactly like straggly
shoe laces!
"Nor will I mention the time I me-
Harry's younger sister. 1t was in
beauty parlor, where l had my hail
pulled back from my countenance ant
cold cream all over my face. Are vol
able to imagine me smiling in self
possessed way and saying, so glad t.
meet you at last?'
"WeI1-I am now waiting for The