The Clio messenger. (Clio, Mich.) 1907-current, 1913-07-04
.LUCILE'S OTHER DRESS
BY E. w. MILLErT.

o'clock Arthur knight telephoned me
that he had just heard there was to be
an impromptu dance at the country
club that evening. and he asked me to
go with him. The only frock I had
suitable to wear was my embroidered
swiss, and when got 1t out was dis
mayed to find 1t quite mussy and
soiled
why don't you wear your pink and
white marquisette?" asked mother.
I've worn it twice when I've been
out with Arthur" replied. Il don't
want him to think it's the only sum-
mer gown / own" Then threw the
embroidered swiss over my arm and
started downstairs.
"Now, Lucille. don't have lilly do
up that dress unless she is perfectly
willing" called mother after me- II
don't like to have extra work put on
her in this hot weather"
l called back that Tilly need not do
up my frock unless she wanted to.
And. to tell the truth, she did not
seem very enthusiastic when l first
preached the subject.
"Tilly," said, with a sudden inspi-
ration just as l was about to leave the
kitchen, how would you like to have
the whole day off tomorrow and go out
the suburb where your aunt lives? If
you'll do me this favor of laundering
this dress this afternoon in a hurry,
you may have a holiday tomorrow, and
I'll give you the money to pay your
fare out to your aunt's."
Her Disconnected look turned into
smile as spoke. Then she took the
gown with alacrity. and it certainly
looked exquisite When she brought it
up to me IN my room two hours iaeer.
foT are as fresh as a marguerite"
sad Arthur. admiringly, when he saw
me that evening. so I felt repaid for
all my trouble In getting the dress
washed and ironed for the occasion.
AS we whirled away in his car, he
asked. looking down the street: isn't
that Louise Erwin"
Yes, I believe II Is" I said, and
waved my gloved hand to Louise. who
looked rather astonished.
Il wonder II she wouldn't like to 60
along" said Arthur, and slackened the
speed of the car. There's sure to be
plenty Of extra men at the club to-
night"
"Oh, no, she Is scarcely dressed for
a party" I answered. laughing. your
suggestion Is awfully kind, but most
impractical You know. Louise is
quite old-maidy about wanting to have
on the proper thing"
When I got home mother was up,
as IL usual with her. I almost wish
that she was under . Doctors orders
to be In bed before ten o'clock. for
know IT'S Injurious to her to stay up
late. nearly always ffnd her nervous
and overwrought when come In from
any party or little trip.
Lucille" she said, accusingly, 81
think It was extremely thoughtless OF
you to forget that you had asked LOU
Use Erwin here 10 dinner. She seemed
hurt at your going away as you did
Louise is foolishly sensitive, moth
er," ! explained. 1T wasn't as II
had invited her TO dinner party. I
jnst casually asked her to come up
and help me make some fudge which
I promised Cousin Fannie for her mis-
sion class picnic tomorrow"
well she made It." said mother. in
. crisp tone.
| I had met Carl Bates sister at the
country club that evening and had
agreed to go out to Evanston early the
next morning TO pass the day with her.
When got home in the evening. after
| dinner, mother met me at the door
with a reproachful face.
"Wefl, surely have had a day Of
| itt" she exclaimed. II was greatly
surprised. Lucille. when Til1y left the,
house this morning as soon as the
breakfast dishes were washed. She,
said you told her that she could have,
a holiday and she looked so dreadfuliy
disappointed ut the thought OF giving
II mp that, Of course. had to let her
| 60.
The worst Of It was" she contin-
ued. that Fannie had to be away On
account Of her mission class picnic
and there was no one to help nae get
lunch for your Aunt Rachel who
dropped in"
Dear met" I replied. 81 do wish
Aunt Rachel would have the kindness
to let you know when she Is coming"
IT told her to come any time this
week. never supposing you would de-
prive me Of a cook for a whole day."
complained mother. 81 also had to get
dinner I must say, Lucille, that I'm
al out Of patience wth you!"
why. mother, dariing!" cried,
you would never speak to me so
harshly II Aunt Rachel had not infiu-
enced you. She Is always criticising
me. but I thought you loved me-"
"Of course. love you, Lucille" said
mother, ~but I'm 50 hot and tired that
I'm afraid I'm feeling little cross.
You must forgive me. dear"
What could do but tell her that
forgave herr
Poor, dear motheri What q pity II
is that she permits small domestic oc-
currences to disturb her 30 greatly
II. would be q comfort to me II she
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