The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1913-04-12
WAS SUCH 4 TROUBLE
Ey LENA MYERS.

"Myra is such a trouble to me-" said
Mrs. Withers.
All modern girls are rather-er-
self-willed. aren't they?' l replied.
guardedly.
MIRA said Mrs. Withers, requires
particularly firm hand. She
has it, OF course You would never
guess what difficulty l find In manag-
ing her sometimes. She's terribly diGi.
suit"
rs she?" l said. alphabetically. I
had never seen the troublesome Myra,
but Mrs. Withers was most awe-inspir.
ing-one Of those solid, determined.
please-don't-argue kind Of women
and ! felt sneaking pity for any
girl who was managed by her.
"She ruined-utterly ruined" said
Mrs. Withers impressively. cher new
tailor made by cutting a split as she
called it, UP to the kree in the skirt.
refused to allow her to go out in it.,
Of course. but there was a severe
struggle before forced her to button
1t up. But that was not all. She cut
the necks of her blouses SO low that
! was positively ashamed to give
them to the housemaid. and she
bought herself a hat in which nothing
was visible but her jaw and the tip Of
her nose!"
what did you do about IT."
asked.
DO? What did do? l had to
talk to her extremely seriously and
tell her. once and for all. that I
was not prepared to stand this sort Of
thing.
But" went on Mrs. Withers. warm.
ing to her work. Il discovered worse
things than desire to look like q mu.
steal comedy star. Myra." her voice
dropped pompously. was deep In q
clandestine love affair-with a boy
from West Point"-Mrs. Withers' voice
expressed infinite scorn. They had
met at a dance last autumn, It ap-
pears, and he had been writing to
her"
"Oh, yes" l said lamely.
And she." continued Myra's moth.
er. had been writing back. He want
cd to know il he might call-that was
how | discovered it. The child had.
II you please. been keeping his ex.
tremely badly expressed letters In her
jewel case
What did you do?"
II simply commando her to put
them all on the fire, and never to sec
him again
And how did Myra take this?"
poor little MyraD
"Oh. abomiDably. We were treated
to one of her Scenes But" Mrs.
Withers smiled grimly--'I think that
Is all settled now
The drawing room window was open
and heard n taxi drive UP as she fin
ish d speaking
Not tomorrow. because | am going
out to tea" said girlish voice, but
Thursday if you like"
Thanks most awfully," said a
voice. which was emphatically not a
girls.
There she is" said Mrs. Withcrs.
AS she spoke The door opened, and
Myra came in. Her face was invisible
because Of her ridiculous hat, but She
shook hands with me very pleasantly
and sank on to sofa. caught a
CLEAN of black silk stocking through
an unbuttoned split" and noticed a
purple velvet ribbon round an uncoy-
cred neck; and trembling for hor,
waited for the storm to break. Myra's
glance wandered raHnd the room, and
this is how il broke.
Il DO wish" she said, that you
wouldn't do your lair that way, moth
or. | spoke about it yesterday, vou
know. And you've still set those vel
low daisies il that vase, wher4. as
I've tod you lots OF times, they lool.
simply awful; ahd"-with qscH
glance ut the tablo--"I said not =.
other seed cake. You are maiden
ing"
I'm sorry dear" said Mrs. Withcre.
I'm afroid | forgot I'm really very
sorry. You see. T."
l rose precipitately ard stammered