The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1915-09-14
A BALKY CINDERELLA


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hardly heard what The count vas say
ing ss she leaned over the rail and
looked ahead Al New York's skyline
OF tall buildings shaping out Of the
morning haze she knew perfectly
well that Aunt Isabel was watching
them rom her deck chair even while
she discussed caston troubles with
the commodore and Larry
The whole Situation had been Ell
plzined 10 PM before she Left her
sszteFoom-
We've done everything we could
for yS1. Philippa Aunt Isabel had
said plaintiYely. Here we have the
royal suite or bridal suite. or what
ever they cali il. and everyone thinks.
Of course. you are your uncle's heiress
] haven't denied il. for II helps i'm
menseiy, and both the commodore and
myself are really quite fond Of you
You've been very sweet during the
trip and clothes have done wonders
for you. too. and there's no reason
why you shouldn't marry lhe count
have no doubt but what your uncle
would do the right thing by you.
though ] do hope the castle Is well
ventilated lie hates stuHy ruins. so
Id never get him to visit you I'm
sure your mother can't say but whai
I've made you success"
-Yes. ma'am.- Phil said mildly. turn
ing around on her little finger Larry's
boyish silver ring Plain il was, Just
band OF silver worn thin. with his
monogram engraved on il. but it had
been on her hand since certain eve
ming the third day out She regarded
1t thoughtfuIly Larry had not been
definite. He had not made any sort
OF a proper prosposaI. as Aunt lisa
bel would have put IL He had only
slipped the ring from his own hand TO
hers as 1t lay beside him On the rail
ing. and had tried 10 tell her how
much she meant TO him. and how
some day when he had made a sue
cess he would 90 TO the commodore
and ask him TO give her TO him.
Larry had been the unknown guam
tity in Aunt Isabel's reckoning. The
commodore had met him in Paris,
stranded after trying to impress the
continent with the value OF certain
make Of spark plugs. As salesman
he was a failure. but the commodore
had made him private secretary. cour
Ter and general major domo. and ha
had won his regard and the surety of
work in the big general Offices out
West
Somehow there didn't seem to be |
anything real excepting the little sill |
yer ring. She hated the Cinderella |
clothes she wore and even the string |
OF pearls the commodore had given
her And as she saw Larry's cheerful.
boyish face she did what Ted back
home called @Phiis trick She
baked
I'm awfuIly sorry" she told the
little, courteous count. giving him her
hand, but l cant do as you wish.
I'm not the commodore's heiress, you
know I'm just his niece by mar
riage. and they had both been kind
enough to give ME this trip. ! haven't
500 OF my very own. Won't you go
and talk to Aunt Isabel, please. and
forget all about me?"
"Mademoiselle, IL honor you," he
faltered over her hand. And Phil
knew he was grateful to her for her
fra1k1ess Then she turned to Larry,
and they leaned over the railing to-
gether happily.
You turned him down, didn't your
Larry said.
She nodded her head Il told him
the real truth, and ! want to teti you
too. Larry" And she did-far more
than the count had heard
L.
What sss you going to do?" asked
Larry.
Stay home and look after things
md mother. I'm the only one that
ikes home hfe," she laughed. Aunt
sabel said the. only home for me was
'ither TO dress me up and make me a d
Iocial attraction. CT else marry me of i
o some adjacent farmer. We haven't !
my adjacent. farmers down our way
hough. and I'm not social success
bit"
Larry's strong young hand closed G
vcr hers. His face was close to her c
uffy windblown hair.
Can / go and tell the commodore a
es got to raise my salary because
II have wife to look after soon? :
an |. Phil? know you care, sweet
cart You're blushing like fury. II
ou don't quit 1t, I'm going to lean
yer and kiss you before everybody.
an tell him. Phil?"
After we dock" said Phil. content.
lily. Il don't want Aunt Isabel or the
tile count to faint away just this min.
te. They'll think we're perfectly
'azy. Larry"
Who cares ?" Larry retorted
'crptly. Il may not have any moldy
d castle or title to give you. but
] make you happy. dear. know ]
ILL.,"
Phil snuggled as close to his side as
e could get
III bet a cookie" she whispered.
'inderella just loved real pumpkins