The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1916-09-28
WEDDING LACE
BY LOUISE OLIVER.

Gordon glanced down at the girl be
side him, then out to the tennis cour
where Lorita was waiting.
Then he looked back at the girl. Hs
didn't know her, that was patent--al
The offerings OF the summer hotel had
so far not produced anyone so divert
ing as to looks. He said before he
knew IT, completely contrary to his
good old New England bringing up
IT'S foolish to waste time on knitting
on day like this. Why don't you
playY
She looked up from her yards Of ex-
Quisite lace and answered quite com
posedly "Please don't think don't
want to, but this is a work of neces-
sity-it's wedding finery."
Il say--can't you chuck it just for a
few minutes. Come on and play in this
one set with us and I'll find you a
partner. It's shame to waste this
weather on that stuffw
She shook her head with determine
lion, but an appreciative smile light
ened her face. I'D just love to, but
can't. Weddings don't wait, you
know
IAN right You're the doctor. Sor-
ry!' he answered. "Coming- coming r
he called as Lorita beckoned impa-
tientiy. Hanged il that girl isn't
peach for looks. Lucky fellow to get
her!" Then her words came back with
force. Weddings don't wait H'sshe had
said, and 1t struck him suddenly that
his own nuptials were approaching
with rather a breath-talSing speed.
-Four months would consummate the
plan so long dear to the heart Of his
parents.
Lorita was talking with Captain
Natter. 81 was just telling Paul. she
explained, that l would have to start
you in training right away in order to
have you In form by the time of our
wedding. Unpunctuality is your worst
fault, Gordon"
I've good excuse r
i saw your excuse just now!" Lor-
ita's eyes flashed.
Did you? Well, she's pretty any
way, don't you think? / asked her 10
play
"WhatY I.orita had gone off into
peals Of laughter. "Oh, Gordon, you'll
kill me. Come .on--lets play. No,
II tell you the joke some time. again.
hate to spoil 1t by hurrying."
That night Gordon was called away
on business. When he returned to the
Motel, a week later, he was amazed
% learn that Lorlta and her mother
had departed, and a day later he
learned Of her marriage to Capt. Paul
Natter.
lie returned to his Office and hard
work, thoughtful and sober, but not
crushed in soul ana spirit as his New
England conscience told him he should
be. But after awhile reaction set in
aud he felt a vague longing, indefinite
and unaccountable at first, a desire
for something he could not name Bur
gradually the want took form and out
Of the chaos Of his thoughts appeared
a pair Of sea-gray eyes and a tired.
white face looking gratefully at him
November came, dark and dreary
and wet, and the third week brought
a letter from his mother. Obeying
instructions, he went to a tea room to
meet her one afternoon at four.
Gordon looked around approvingly,
his artistic eye pleased with the scene.
Then he started for there at the next
table was his summer girl and she was
knitting.
'Is-isn't it finished YETI" asked Cor
don across the space. The gray eyes
flashed up at him and suddenly wild
ened and darkened. And was it i'm
agination or did a faint rose touch the
dead whiteness of her cheek? Then |
she smiled. "No, it's never finished
But You are not served yet Can't you |
come over here. It's so unsociable |
eating alone"
lie needed no second invitation.
I'm come If you stop knitting. Don't |
you thiak it's bad fr you-so much |
Of it. l should think your husband |
would rather have you in sackcloth |
with some roses in your cheeks in
stead Of all that fuzzy stuff-and--"
he stopped lamely.
MY husbandl' She looked blank.
"Oh, seel said it was for a we'd
ding and YOU thought it was for mine.
Eow funny! Why, this is the way |
earn my living Last summer at Oak
hurst l was making things for" 1t
was her turn to stop and she famed
red, for she remembered the tragic
ending to his romance.
For Lorita?" he asked.
s'Yes."
''Ten me something" He leaned
forward eagerly. I've dreamed of
your gray eyes all fall and think
heaven sent me here today TO find you.
Isis there any prospect Of your max.
ing your own wedding lace? 1 must
know il If there is"
"None that I know or she an
swered. Then briefly. "But wouldn't
waste the time on myself; there are
SO many more wonderful things to
do / think I'd look up at the sky
anl trees so long III socn grow
neck like the little girl in the story
and have fo carry my head aronn1