Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-12-21
That's it, saws Mr.. Leavitt.

That's it, says Mr.. Leavitt.
So instead of bothern' with any department stores,
steers EN- straight for Madame Laplanes, where they
set you back hard but furnish whole trousseau,
I'm told, at an hours notice.
Mrs. Leavitt still protestin' that maybe she
wouldn't do any than look at the things and how
she wouldn't promise to EN- if she did buy
few; but you know what smooth salesades they have
in such places. When left two of EN- gushn'
Mrs. Leavtts chestnut tinted hair that she had
piled up in slick coils under the bonnet and third
runnin tape her slilful If it had been anybody
but Mrs Sale Leavitt I'd have hated to take chances
havin to write the check when it all over.
WELL is she comng?' asks Sadie that night
- Search me-" SAYS l. Il wouldn't bet a nickel
either way
That was Wednesday. All day Thursday
pectin' to be called in again. hear that Saie had
made break back for Vermont. But not word.
Nor Friday, either So at o'clock that night,
collected in the Twombley Cranes DRAWN room,
there suspense; for at least half of
to the situation. At seven-ffteen though, they
arrives.
And, say, | wish you could have Mrs Sallie
Leavitt of Clarls Mills don't know what it cost to
work the miracle but believe me, it worth twice
the money! Leavitt was dead right All she needed
was the regaa. And she'd got it too-sort of black
lacy creation with jet spangles all it. and long,
sweepn folds from the waist down, and with all that
hair of hers done up fossy and topped with fancy
rhinestone headdress she looked tall and classy. And
sunnin? Say she had neck and shoulders that made
that Mrs. K. Taylor French party look like
exhibit!
Then there Mr. Leavitt, all dolled up correct
any cotlion leader balancin his silk tile graceful
wrist, and strokn' his close-cropped
mustache with his white glove, just Mrs.
Humphrey Ward describes on Page 147
"Well!' gasps Sadie. Il thought you said
they were pair of countrifed freaks!'
"You should have seen EN- when they
landed with the pies says /.
And, if you'll believe me, Mr.. Leavtt not
a. only had the costume, but he had the
49, lines too. Sounded little booky IL spots
~ maybe; but he right there with the
81 whole bag of chatty trcks,-the polite salute
" for the hostess, neat little epigram when
it his turn to fill in the talk, flash
/. of repartee, and anecdote that got
good hand all round the table. You see,
he was sort of doublin in brass as it were;
conversn' for two, you know. For Sallie was
playin it safe, watchin how the Others nego-
z tiated the asparagus, passin' up all the dishes
she couldn't dope out, and sayin mighty
little. Mostly she's watchin' Mr.. Leavitt,
H. her eyes CROWN brighter and rounder the
H. meal progresses, and at last fairly beamin'
the table at him.
/ didn't quite get the slant of all this
ri until later, when we'd finished and
- trailin into the lbry Mrs. Leavitt breaks
loose from Twombley- Crane and falls back
alongside of me.
n well, how goes it?7 says |. wasn't SO
n bad, after all, t?'
Don't tell anyone, she whispers, @but | m
scared I'd like to yell and away. l
would too, if it wasn't for Edwin
"Who?' says l.
aMr. Leavitt, says she. "He's going to
be Edwin to after this, ough-rny Edwin.
Isn't he great, thought Course | always
knew he good talker, and all that; but
to do it in comply before lot of city folks-well,
| must say I'm mighty proud of such husband,