The Kansas City sun. (Kansas City, Mo.) 1908-1924, 1916-11-04

only to dress up once In q while, Just
TO look at myself and dream that l am
q princess, or the likel"
The two evenings of fixing over
were like wild riots of glorious pleas
ure. When, fully arrayed in the beau
tiful dress, Hazel stood before the
mirror, Mrs. Blake went into e~cstasies
and Hazel's bright eyes danced.
Hazel, back home. laid aside the
treasured dress, but her last glance
at night was for it. Then she would
dream of high-born danes, and
knights of chivalry, and gilded pal
aces, and great social functions.
One day, when her aunt was away,
Hazel dressed up in full elegance. She
was possessed with girlish longing to
show herself. Her thought was to
get past the wooden stretch between
her home and the summer hotel
grounds-just once parade past the
~prOmenaders, and feel that, in attire
at least, she was one of the mad
ding crowd" When she ueared the
throng, however, Hazel's timid nature
shrank from the ordeal. She went to
Il quiet nook in the woods, sat down
on a fallen tree and dreamed.
She arose suddenly. Hazel had re-
moved her pretty picture hat and
placed it beside her. A little dog
came running up. seized the priced
headgear, and ran off with it.
Come back! oh, come back" cried
the distracted Hazel, but the mis-
chievouS little animal was out of sight
like an arrow. Hazel had rushed
vainly, in pursuit, fairly crying, when
a quick whistle rang out and Il we'll
dressed young man came into view.
The dog scampered up to him and the
hat was rescued, unframed.
What a delightful young man-all
courtesy, apology and consideration!
He was manifestly c%aptivated by the
fair face, but INDUCED only in a few
generalities, and was gone, but he had
managed to linger for fully five min
utes, and Hazel was duly impressed.
She had in a measure been false to
herself. For Il few moments at least,
she had carried out all the dignity of
a fashionable young lady to the name
born. 1t was quite a small and thrill
ing experience to pose in an exclusive
sphere and to be accepted as a simon
pure devotee of fashion!
Gordon Marie did not forget that
charming face. 1t was strange, he told
himself, but somehow the flashing
memory of that chance meeting caused
him to long for another sight of it's
possessor. Twice he roamed through
the woods, hoping to come across the
ideal of his dreams, but Hazel did not
reappear.
Then he made inquiries among his
set, but that furnished no clue. He de-
cided that the young lady who had so
impressed him must belong to some of
the rich farmer families of that dis
trict. Then Il day, he met her.
He was passing a neat, small cot
tage, with a beautifully kept garden,
when the unfenced lawn and u cool
looking pump in the back yard tempt
ed him to allay his thirst.
AS he rounded the house, he came
upOu u WISH DtLCu, Il luO SeluluS w
snowy cascades of soapsuds, and
bending over it, was the lady of his
dreams.
Gould l have a drink" he began
and started and stared.
Certainly" said Hazel, but in
vivid gasp and all aflush, recognizing
her knight of the picture hat episode
She was an enticing picture to her
admirer as she d~aintily wiped the suds
from her little hands on the great en-
veloping apron she wore, as she
tripped to the kitchen and returned
with a glass and handed it to him.
He made Il clumsy task of pumping
and Hazel had to show him how t.
mango the crank handle. Then boil
laughed, and her embarrassment wa
gone.
He referred to their first meeting
Hazel told him the story of her won
= derful dress. Who could resist he
truth and simplicity? Not Gordel
Marie, heart-hungry for real love, an,
here he found it.
! In after years Hazel Marie had
whole wardrobe of the latest gowns
y but the one in which she had frs
flashed into the presence of her de
I voted husband she kept as a cherishe
p,apnapta