The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1916-01-05
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BY JANE OSBORN.
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Observation-Disclosures
BY JANE OSBORN.

/ lowed the Inquire OF one OF the fail
/ maids Of Brewster, self-consciously
siding her way along the main street
clad in the Brewster adaptation Of
fashions latest mandate.
Polly's eyes were just as keen as
Timothy's and from her place of OBJ
servation at his side on the broad, low
| veranda of Brewster's leading hostelry
i she flashed glance down the street
that didn't overlook any important de
tail in the costume of the girl Timothy
was ogiing.
when you get good and ready
Tim,' she said, with an attempt at a
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 Pollys trim, pretty
features. She visibly bristled, as she
rose to go in.
I'm not jealous, Timothy
wouldn't for a minute want you to
think that" And she primly straight
ened her arrow-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
of their wedding day. they had made
the trip from Stony Corners to do
some long anticipated shopping Tim.
othy's savings had all gone to clear
the mortgage on the small farm he in.
herited from his father, but Polly's
carefully accumulated egg-and-chicken
money was all to be spent for farm i'm
provements. They were to spend the
night at Timothy's uncle's house, make
a second round Of the stores and re-
turn to Stony Corners the next day.
After their noon dinner at the no.
tel, Polly and Timothy fastened to the
hardware store.
Sure you got that money all right 2"
said Timothy. Hadn't I better take
it?"
Polly ignored this query. AS one of
the Brewster girls tripped her way
along she nudged Tim and Knocked,
Glass, real class, Tim"
They walked on in silence for five
minutes. Say, Tim" Polly broke the
silence. I've been thinking that you
would like me better if | looked like
one Of these Brewster girls"
"Aw, shucks," was Tins rejoinder.
Il like you just the way you are or
wouldn't been so crazy to marry
you. Say, Polly. did you get that?"
And Timothy whistled lightly to reg
lister his approval of the short,skirted,
pink-clad blonde who was passing on
the opposite side of the street.
At eight the next morning, Timothy
and his uncle left the breakfast table
and strolled to the veranda.
Il might as well wait here with you,"
said the uncle You won't want to
start out till the women folks get the
things done up inside
But Polly had hasty whispered
conversation with Timothy's aunt. 1t
met with the elder woman's approval
and by the time Timothy and his
uncle were comfortably settled in
their veranda chairs she was hurrying
down the back alley.
Eyes, uncle" Timothy was saying.
shes a real old-fashioned girl she
is. There isn't many girls who would
have done what she did-saved all
her egg money to spend on the sep
arator and incubator and things. She's
kind of plain dresser, but a fellow
cant get everything in one package.
And | sure am awful fond of her."
By this time Polly had reached
Brewsters leading department store.
In quarter of an hour, with 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
to 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 a
wife as anyone would want to find"
/ ne was repeating, and then as 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 Id 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 finery, her arms outstretched
! so that no detail of her transforma.
! tion could be missed.
rs it Glass;" she asked, assuming
tone of mock anxiety, and then Tim
othy. usually lethargic and undemon.
strative, seized her dainty figure in
his arms and drew the ruffes and gew-
| gaws close to him.
Il was beginning to be afraid you
wouldn't be back in time to do the
shopping" he said.
Polly hung her head and the color
rose to her cheeks. 81 guess there
won't be enough to buy the incubator
and the separator" she said, as she
handed him the omen half-empty
| purse
"Aw. shucks," said Timothy. Lets
spend the rest on another outfit for
you. You sure are some class"
! Copyright. 1915 by Mcclure Newsnanar
Syndicate)