The county record. [volume] (Kingstree, S.C.) 1885-1975, 1913-04-17
iUCILE'S OTHER DRESS
BY e. w. MlLLETT.

club that evening. and he asked me TO
go with him. The only frock | had
suitable to wear was my embroidered
swiss. and when | got it out | was dis.
mayed TO find it 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 Tilly do
up that dress unless she is perfectly
willing" called mother after me. Il
don't like TO have extra work put or
her in this hot weather"
| called back that Tilly need not do
up my frock unless she wanted tc
And to tell the truth. she did no
seem very enthusiastic when first
broached the subject
"Tilly." said with a sudden inspi-
ration Just as ! 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 hurry.
you may have holiday tomorrow. and
I'll give you the money to pay your
fare out to your aunt's."
Her discontented look turned into a
smile as spoke Then she took the
gown with alacrity. and 1t certainly
looked exquisite when she brought II
up to me in my room two hours later.
You are as fresh as marguerite.
said Arthur, admiringly. when he saw
me that evening, so 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, l believe 1t is," l said. and
waved my gloved hand to Louise, who
looked rather aStoElsneQ.
Il wonder if she wouldn't like to go
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
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 is usual with her almost wish
that she was under a doctors orders
to be in bed before ten o'clock, for |
know it's injurious to her to stay up
late l nearly always find her nervous
and overwrought when l come in from
any party or little trip.
Lucille" she said. accusingly. Il
think 1t was extremely thoughtless Of
you to forget that you had asked Lou
ise Erwin here to dinner. She seemed
hurt at your going away as you did
Louise is foolishly sensitive. moth
er." l explained 1T wasn't as II |
had invited her to a dinner party. |
just 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
a crisp tone.
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.
We'll. surely have had day Of
it," she exclaimed. 81 was greatly
surprised. Lucille. when Tilly left the
house this morning as soon as the
breakfast dishes were washed. She
said you told her that she could have
holiday and she looked so dreadfully
disappointed at the thought of giving
it up that. Of course, had to let her
go
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 me get
lunch for your Aunt Rachel, who
dropped in"
Dear mel" l replied. 81 do wish
Aunt Rachel would have the kindness
10 let you know when she is coming.
81 told her to come any time this
week. never supposing you would de
prive me Of a cook for whole day.
complained mother Il also had to g..
dinner must say, Lucille, that I'm
all out of patience with YOU"
Why, mother darling" | cried
you would never speak to me 50
harshly if Aunt Rachel had not int;u-
enced you. She is always crit;cisiHs
ne. but thought YOU loved ne.
"Of course. love YOU, Lucille" s%iG
mother, but I'm so hot and tired that
I'm afraid I'm feeling a little cross.
You must forgive me. dear"
What could do but tell her that
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