The Oakley herald. [volume] (Oakley, Idaho) 1908-1961, 1915-10-01

III the pincushion into a long even
row.
I've had nothing but shirtwaists
FOR so long"-Laura now came in to
De nhooked-''it's a Joy to know |
can wear something else"
Thoughtfully Helen hung back the
gowns. She ought to give Laura the
blue one-give it to her outright. She
could not wear 1t as 1t was, and it was
hardly worth a new overskirt,
Had their places been reversed. she
knew that Laura, with her reckless
liberality, would have given it to her
without thought. But 1t was always
hard for her to part with her clothes.
Her desire to hold on to things was a
falling that she had constantly to
strive against.
She had hung up the blue gown, but
now she forced herself to take it down
again.
Laura, I'm going to give you this.
It's selfish to talk of lending it when
I've so many. No, please don't" check
ing Laura's ELUSIVE thanks. And
you'll need some satin slippers" swept
on by her own generosity. Il wonder
If | haven't pair you can wear"
1T doesn't matter how soiled they
are"
TRY these"
Laura took of her shoe and strug-
gled with the slender white slipper If
Warren could see her now, was Hell
ems thoroughly feminine wish
No" ruefully, Il can't begin to get
1t on. / knew l couldn't" generously.
But | can buy slippers, the dress is
the main thing"
How'll you carry it? In box? Oh
shall just wrap it up?"
Anyway" heedlessly. Pm wild
about that knife-plaited skirt. Look,
how full it is! Oh, that can't be half
past tenl"
That's all right. Warren1l take
you to the car"
mo, he won't. I'm not a bit afraid
Oh, that papers good enough. Don't
worry about the bundle, don't care
what it looks like"
When she was ready to CO. in spite
of her protests, Warren insisted on
going to the car.
At the elevator she kissed Helen
gratefully
Il can't tell you how much this
means to me just now. I've got to
make good in the next few weeks, and
having the right kind of clothes will
help"
Left alone, Helen went straight to
the hall closet and again took out the
gowns. Throwing them on the bed in
her room, she began to try them on
Turning on a stronger light, with
pitiless scrutiny she noted every de.
feet. Her features were as good and
her profile more delicate than Laura 8
but her coloring was less vivid and her
hair less effective.
Helen's hair had always been a trial
for 1t was overtime, clinging and un-
compromisingly straight Shaking il
down, she did 1t up more loosely and
f1uffed it out with comb Then. rub
bling her cheeks with her knuckles un-
til they glowed, she stood back from
the mirror to get the full-length effect
In her absorption she had not heard
Warren come in. And now she started
violently as he appeared at the door
of her room.
Mighty fine that Laura's landed
that job. If she can hold that down
for few months she'll be all right.
Yes, I'm SO glad She always
loathed stenography, gathering up the
dresses from the bed in an effort te
hide the one she had on.
She's got an expressive face, good
film face, l should say. Never saw
her dolled-up before. Makes big diff
ference. Glad you gave her that
dress. Now hurry up, get those things
put away-its after eleven"
He had turned away without having
noticed Helen's gown. But her relief
was only momentary, for he promptly
came back.
Say, We'll have to find out when
| they run some of those films" Their
as his glance took in the gown, "Wha,
in thunder! What're you rigging up fol
this time of night?"
"Oh, nothing" confusedly. Il just
thought I'd try this on" unlocking 1,
with nervous fumbling fingers.
But Warren's keen gaze had pene
trated her flushed confusion.
Hello. that's it, Ell? Thought
Laura looked better in those buds
than you did? Well you are a little
/ ninny!"
Il know Laura's younger, and
know they did look better on" hel
voice broke.
For the love of Mikel Can you beat
that, See here, If there's one thing
you can't sidestep-it's getting old
If that's all you've got to worry about
you're blame lucky"
"Oh, | dread to get old" passionate
ly. Il can't bear to feel I'm not as
Three long strides brought Warren
across the room.
Look in there!" pushing her un
willingly in front of the mirror.
Against the dark background of his
shoulder, with her flushed cheeks and
rumpled hair, Helen looked young
amazingly young-twenty at most.
mot quite ready for the old ladies