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Woman and Home
The Morning Story
UNEXPECTED ATMOSPHERIC.
by Hope Ainslee.


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We'll, pink. blue or yellow teas
or anything You like to call them.
I've escorted you this whole winter
from one studio to another. i've I'M
bibed gallons OF sickiy tea and eaten
pounds of cake and tarts and jam
and Two listened TO would-he artists
rave for hours about their Covls and
their temperements. I'm sick OF II.
If you must have that false atmos-
phere, please don't insist upon my
going with you. sis. I'm sorry. but
when / promised mother and father
TO look after You while you pursued
your career In this foolish big city
didn't basgnin for quite such n dose
as Two had. Now. that's the end OF
it,
His sisters face ran the eamut of
emotions while no derlded her loved
excursions. and when he finished she
was ready to weep. But for tee fact
that she was anxious TO look well
that afternoon at the tea u which
she was invited. she would have done
so II only to add to her brothers dis
comfort. Helen was the only girl in
a family with four boys. and Il had
always been her amusement to annoy
and tease them.
Won't you go just this once-this
afternoon? l promised you would be
there and ! believe you'll really like
u
ment and of course I hnd her rather
dull"
I'll 60 interrupted Aer brother.
ANY person living in a studio AMI
having a tea and that you md dull
must be an oddly"
George"
"A fact. Helen. thought studio
adore the hostess he went on, bru
tally.
she an artist, however, Cor she's
taken first prize at the Academy this
year, But-oh, do love people with
temperament"
George turned away, whistling. He
had sincere hope that his sister
would develop come common sense af-
ter she had had season or two of
New York studio life. she was young
As they walked briskly down Cen
trail Park West toward tho studio
building In which Heien's dull" artist
friend lived, George Moore began TO
be curious about his hostess to be-
He was more than curious when he
took her proffcred hand and felt her
warm. strong grip rs she welcomed
him and his sister TO her stuGto The
girl was beautiful, In / simple sweet
way. Sho was like the girl no knew
in the West, not a particle like the
girls like his sister "adored," and who
lived in the studios he had oeen fire.
quenting.
Neither Yves this studio like the
others. 1t looked moro like n real
home than anything no had seen In
New York. There was no oriental
scent IN the air. there were no dinly
lighted candle lamps, no smoking table
with ladies cigarettes" lying on It.
This Is so cheerful and homelike,
Miss Becker" he found himself say
ing after he and his slater had ad-
'nired the picture that had Won the
Academy prize.
'oh. is 1t, reallyc" asked Caroline,
earnestly.
1T is. indeed" George repeated.
That's been one OF my main OBJ
iects in the furnishing Of It and in all
my little entertainments Two tried to
have the home atmosphere-;he way
mother does At home in Omaha-and,
now don't laugh when show YOU
something" She ran behind Il screen
and returned with stone crock In
her arms.
The cookie crock" cried Helen
II can hardly believe my eyes"
added George.
>. And real. homemade cookies" ex-
planned Caroline, removing tho ton of
the crock. Mother sends them every
week and always have some.
zach OF the guests took round
sugar covered cookie and alto il as II
II were the best Thing they had ever
tasted =
81 wouldn't exchange this cookie for
all the French tarts or patio. de ole-
Cras tid-hits In all the studios in New
YORK" said George Moore, more en-
Enthusiastically than his sister had heard
him express himself since he lad lef,
home.
They are good" admitted Helen
It's Just that-they remind me Of
nome. said Caroline. Il dreaded this
studio living so. and yet knew must
hnlsh my art studies I'm New York
Mother was just sick about letting me
come, but promised ner would live
as nearly like home living - could
anH that ] wouldn't get the habit OF
temperament as so many girls do
some of our girls came East TO study
inusic or one thing and another and
when they came HONEYWELL, 1t was
terrible the false, ridiculous at
utude they had acquired ms
pose IN their profession, Whv'
one Of our girls came home with
the IDEA that she must smok.
cigarettes to create the uropor atInos-
phore TO practice in and she drank
black coffee At all hours so that she
could compose harmonious bite OF
music. I'll tell you she didnt com.
pose much harmony III her family
George Moore was laughing heartily
ny this time, and as he reached for n
third cookie his sister frownod upon
him. '
George Moore! You laugh so loud
and eat 30 much. I'm ashamed ~
you" she admoniahed -
Don't be. please. Miss Moore"
pleaded Caroline. putting 4 friendly
hand on Helena arm. II go good To-
SEQ and hear him. It's Ike home
Itself"
And after that the sneets benin -
arrive so that George and his sister
could not monopolize their hostess
Helen had TO drag her brothe- hone
ana as she usually had to urge him
10 remain over polite length OF time
she was more than amused
That is the frst real girl Nv. met
AT these tea fghts. sis." ne said as
they walked home
fes?' replied Helen. raising her
eyebrows shes very pleasant"
Pleasant I should think she was
she's peach She's a real genutns
girl and ] intend to see much OF her
ANA nope that cookie crock will NOT
grow emDtV an, 49,