Norwich bulletin., 1915-11-11
HOW IT HAPPENED

The girl with the white fox boa and the Cossack boots slithered along from in front of the jewellers win examining the diamond solitaire rings on exhibition. and stopped in front of stationer's window.
 T was to Maggie's wedding last night she announced to the wooden image of a young man that slumped along beside her.
 "The young man fixed vacant stare on the tip of her left ear. "Maggie's whose?" he inquired sleep fly.
 The girl twitched an impatient l shoulder at him.
 "Stupid!" she calculated. Haven't I been telling you for the last couple of months about Maggie's wedding. her that lives in the flat across from the first flat in our building?" The young man looked contrite. Well, you see I couldn't come over last night" he began humbly.
 ''who said they was expecting you to?" broke in his companion tartly. Personally I don't ever remember making such a remark and l wasn't to home anyway. I just scarcely finished telling you l was to Maggie's s wedding. Say, it was a dandy wed- ding" she went on without giving him a chance to reply. Honest, it was the grandest peach of a wedding I ever was to! It was regularly swell, that's what it was It was just grand, everything about it! And, what do you think? They sent out 500 am nouneements, grand ones. swelTs they could be-"
 T don't know as that would help you any" said the girl coolly, open ing her handbag and surveying her calf critically in f6a finV lylaSC that dangIed inside. They was just an nouncements like anybody else's"
 The young mans jaw dropped slightly at the sudden change of front.
 But I thought you just said-'' he began.
 "Oh. you make me tired" said the girl impatiently. What difference does it make what I said? I guess got a right to say what I please.'
 They gazed' into the window in si- lence for moment.
 That's why I stopped to look at these announcements" went on the girl presently in a more amiable tone, ito see if they was as swell as Mag's.''
 The young man shifted from one foot to the other as though debating whether silence were not his safest refuge. "And-and-are they?" he Ventured.
 Sure" replied the girl. "Jen Pater- son had awful swell ones, too," she went on CndCllly.
 The ghost of a sigh 1uttered the white fur boa on the side nearest the youth.
 You got some awful swell friends, | haven't you, Ester?" he asked pres ently.
 "Yes. I got quite a few, she an | swered complacently. But then l got some that's just as nice and com mon as they can be-" | This assurance seemed to act like a tonic on the boy. A faint smile lit up | his stolid countenance. Have you?" he Queried. q guess like those kind better myself he said. T guess you don't though. do your"
 ''Oh, I don't know" replied the girl, airily. She moved along to the other end of the window. My chum's go- | ing to get married maybe next June and I guess, maybe. I'll stand up with her. She's going to have an awful | swell wedding, regular invitations and everything and cards telling you to admit to the church and all' 1 Gee" gulped the young man. '1 guess you know all about the swell ways of doing things. I bet you'll l have the swellest wedding ever when 1 you get married"
 The girl gave a sudden shrilI little