Pine Bluff daily graphic. (Pine Bluff, Ark.) 1893-1942, 1914-08-23

our dropping Ill was the only lucky
thing that has happened to me-"
I'm glad did come over" returned
Mrs. Wallingford. POSSIBLY eau help
you with Melissa Trip. TO begin
with, why not show her to the man
agersY
II haven't any too many friends
among them now" explained Violet
Gracious heavens, there she ISL
The ring at the bell. however, proved
to be only Mr.. Daw and Mr.. Walling-
ford.
II see you're getting u new maid,"
observed Blackie as he inspected the
contents Of cellaret that had been
ingeniously built in among the book
cases. 'I'll guess I'll have rye. Jim.
How about you? We have so many
servants now, vi. that we don't get
any service"
II don't know anything about a new
maid" his wife returned. "Blackie
your scheme of having cellaret in
every room in the house was all right
! locks. It's no fun to find three serv
ants half soused in different rooms all
on the same day. What about this
maid?"
I'VE just passed her coming up the
drive" replied Blackie. Say when.
Jim. She had a paper alligator skin
suit case in each hand and was bring
ing father along to see that the place
is strictly moral"
pm afraid my machine splashed a
little splushing on father and maybe
on daughter" confessed Wallingford
little man. and l think he apologized,
but daughter has snub nose. and |
could see it work.
Don't drink that. Blackiev COM
manded Violet. taking the glass of rye
from his hand Il need it. l know
your maid by the snub nose. She's
Melissa"
"She looked it every inch" respond.
ed Rlackie
IF that was Melissa. have another.
You'll need two. BY the way. who is
Melissa?"
Honest. is she that awful?" walled
Violet.
"She's worse. il anything" answered
Wallingford with chuckle. "She has
round fiat wafer of rouge on each
cheek bone and wears a green hobble
skirt trimmed with yellow beads"
Violet frightened. II guess | get a
laugh. anyhow" she decided but
who's father? Old Man Trip was aw-
full dead when knew Martha"
From the rear hall there came a
faint buzz. and the four of them waited
In silence until a CLASSY eyed butler
appeared. openly grinning. to an
nounce:
Miss Tripp and Professor Ffopsie."
CHAPTER XII.
"The lama's Goat"
TN the front parlor Melissa Trip, u
buxom young woman who was
pinched so much in the middle
that she bulged every place else,
cast herself bodily upon Violet Bonnie
with Il gurgling gush.
I'D have known you anywhere" de-
clared Melissa, standing back to sur
vey her mothers friend. I've had
your Autographs and photographs in
my bedroom for years and years and
years. It's astonishing how slightly
you've changed since l was little bit
of girl. There is no difference at all
that can see, except that you've put
ON u lot of flesh"
"Of course. child. you don't mean to
be catty." returned Violet resignedly
II thank you for the compliment but
I may as well tell you in the begin
ming that Id as lief have firecrackers
set OF under my chair as to have any
body say years and years and years or
mention fat" Suddenly her brow
cleared, and she smiled serenely
How much you look like your moth
err" she observed In satisfied retalia
ton.
Melissa stiffened Immediately. How
funny" she said. and forced laugh
You don't remember what mother
locks like, ! guess"
I'm not 81 Old that LIS losing my
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