Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1916-02-01
GLASS" IN BREWSTER
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BY JANE OSBORN.

Green, and his keen, young eyes fol
lowed the figure of one of the fair
maids of Brewster, self-consciously
siding her way along the main street
ciad in the Brewster adaptation OF
.-shion's latest mandate.
polly's eyes were just as keen as
-imothys and from her place of OBJ
servation at his siGe on the broad, low
veranda OF Brewster's leading hostelry
she flashed. a gance down the street
that didn't overlook any important de.
tail in the costume OF the girl Timothy
ogling.
When you get good and ready
Tim" Sc SAID. with an attempt at
laugh. seems to me I'd like to Get
some dinner"
Say. excuse me. Polly, DEAR" said
Timothy, rising and looking down af-
fectionately at Polly's trim, pretty
features. She visibly bristled, as she
rose to go in.
I'm not jealous, Timothy
wouldn't for n minute want you to
think that" And she primly straight
ened her narrow-brimmed, flower
trimmed hat at the mirror as she
passed through the hall.
Polly Peckham and Timothy Green
had been engaged to be married for
six months, and now, within a week
If their wedding day. they had made
ne trip from Stony Corners to do
'ome lore anticipated shopping. Tim.
2.-ys savings had all gone to clear
he mortgage on tie small farm he in
nerited from his father, but Pollys
carefully accumulated egg-and-chicken
money was all to be spent for farm i'm.
srovements. They were to spend the
aight at Timothy's uncle's house, make
! second round OF the stores and re.
urn to Stony Corners the next day.
After their noon dinner at the no.
el, Polly and Timothy fastened to the
iardware store.
Sure you got that money all right?"
aid Timothy. Hadn't better take
&?
Folly ignored this query. AS one OF
he Brewster girls tripped her way
'cng she nudged Tim and Knocked,
Class, real class, Tim"
They walked on in silence for five
minutes. Say, Tim" Polly broke the
-.ence. 1--WE been thinking that you
fould like me better if l looked like
&c of these Brewster girls"
"Aw, shucks," was Tins rejoinder.
like you just the way you are or
wouldn't been so crazy to marry
u. Say, Folly, did you get that?"
nd Timothy whistled lightly to reg
ster his approval of the short-skirted,
clad blonde who was passing on
H. opposite side of the street.
At eight the next morning, Timothy
nd his uncle left the breakfast table
|. d strolled to the veranda.
Il might as well wait here with you"
aid the uncle You won't want tc
tart out till the women folks get the
lings done up inside"
But Polly had a hasty whispered
conversation with TimOthy's aunt. II
7et with the elder woman's approval
ID by the time Timothy and his
uncle were comfortably settled in
their veranda chairs she was hurryins
down the back alley.
Yes, uncle" Timothy was saying
she's a real old-fashioned girl, she
IS. There isn't many girls who would
have done what she did-sayed all
her egg money to spend on the sep
arator and incubator and things. She's
q kind of plain dresser. but a fellow
can't get everything in one package
And sure am awful fond of her"
By this time Polly had reached
Brewster's leading department store.
In a quarter OF an hour, with a light
er purse, she went to the shoe store
Next she visited the corsetiere, and
finally the hairdresser.
At noon, Timothy was still sitting
ON the front porch. Once or twice
during the morning his aunt had come
20 tell him that Polly would be ready
soon, but he was becoming uneasy.
Then his uncle returned from his work
and they sat waiting for dinner to be
announced.
mo, she sure is as economical
wife as anyone would want to find"
he was repeating, and then as a fig
ure the embodiment of all that made
the Brewster bellies worth looking at
came tripping around the house by
the driveway, Timothy whistled.
Say, uncle, did you get that class
Some swell dame. If it weren't for
Polly I'd sure want to make her ac-
quaintance." Then as he looked at
the figure as it approached the YER
anda he whistled again.
Polly. Polly" he gasped, and Polly
slid gracefully into the chair next to
him Then she rose and stood showing
OFF her fnery, her arms outstretched
so that no detail of her transforms.
tion could be missed.
SIS II class?" she asked, assuming
a tore Of mock anxiety, and then Tim