The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1914-11-25
AT THE BAZAAR
BY DOROTHY HLAcKMoRE.
Copyright, 1914. by the Mcclure Newspa-

AOopyiiHHt, 49Af, ny INC nitNiuiC ANNWoPd-
per syndieate)
TITS the first really American thing
I've seen the girls take an interest
in" remarked young George Cameron.
He was selecting tie to match the
border on his handkerchief and the
stripe in his shirt.
1T is patriotic, isn't it?" acquiesced
Willis Moore. as he twirled his stick
like drum major. 81 fancy the pa
zaar will be a jolly bore though"
His friend turned on him. Not at
all The prettiest things in town are
to be models and they'll be diked in
cotton from top to toe. Being we'll
known-get that?-cotton brokers, you
and will be expected to attend and
give our support"
Il think you'll give good deal of
tone with all those matched-up rags
of yours Moore twitted his friend.
me for the cotton bazaar, rags or
no rags. Come on!"
The two men left the bachelor
apartment and found their way to the
armory where the great cotton bazaar
was being held by the women of the
town. Cotton was to be on eXhibi-
tion and for sale in every conceivable
form to educate the public in its uses
and in this way help the country to
dispose of its output in view of the
European war.
George Cameron and Willis Moore
stood astonished at the doors as they
approached. There were crowds every
where, and not even the regiment on
dress parade had brought so many out
siders to the armory building,
"Some bazaar" laughed Moore.
The two men strolled about from
one exhibit to another. Cameron was
interested in the bazaar purely from
business standpoint and he took pleas.
ure in learning of new uses for cotton.
Willis Moore, he admitted it, was as
much interested in the pretty girls
displaying their wares and acting as
models for various cotton garments as
he was in the exhibition from its prac-
tical point of view.
Cotton gloves Gentlemen's cotton
evening gloves" said pleasant voice
from within booth
Cameron would nave gone on, but
his friend turned TO the girl and he
could not do otherwise than follow.
"They don't look so bad, eh,
George?" Willis said, taking a pair
from the girls hand.
Cameron looked at them and then
into the face Of the girl who was offer
Ing them for, sale. He stopped short
and dropped the gloves on the floor.
Seeing that he was a fifth wheel
on the wagon, Moore stepped on, and
his friend went nearer to the glove
booth. There was no other girl at the
stand but the one who had offered the
pair that still lay on the floor. Cam
eron, as If suddenly recalling the
gloves, stepped back and picked them
up. ''I'll buy this pair, Helen, since
I've soiled them by my stupidity"
"Oh," laughed the girl, you
neednt-unless you like. Butt think
they're your size.
Its strange to find you helping with
anything $3.50 useful and patriotic
and-and thrifty, might say" George
said, little bitterly.
Not nowadays" Helen said prompt
Iy, not noticing the bitter note in his
voice.
you've changed?"
Helen gave a series of decisive mods.
Very much" she said, slowly. 81 re-
gret those frivolous years. I realize
now that there is so much to do in the
world besides thinking of ones own
pleasure. I'm as busy as possible now
since father lost so much of his busi-
ness on account of the war-helping
wherever can"
Helen" interrupted George. But
she stopped him.
"Oh-I don't need to earn bread and
butter, George but l need to help 9th
ers who have to earn it. +"
Don't say any more. Let me come
to see you again, Helen, and
Buying up the whole stock,
George?" interrupted Willis Moore, ir-
relevantly stepping UP to them.
'Will your" whispered George.
Helen dodded, laughing George in.
troduced Willis Moore to her and the
three talked of nothing for few mo-
ments.
The cotton show now held just one
interest for George Cameron, and on
the following night he went to il
again to take the fair glove sales
woman home and to tell her all that
he had wanted to tell her for three
years She listened and said yes all
over again.
When George told his friend Willis
Moore about his engagement the young
man said, Enthusiastically
80 it was you who had to cotton
m to something at the show-not