The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1917-02-01

/ worked busily. bit it was getting ~
ten when she had finished.
please. put II on .ourself." iinpHor"d
Grace. Il want to see it on the Ivin-
| model"
She was in a kim0na. snu@ly en-
sconSed among cushions. and declared
She was TOO tired to move.
Besides" she added, Il want ii y
be Just right. so it can be IL good 'ad'
for you.
stunning" exclaimed Miss CErsley.
And 1T just suits YOU
Rose began TO undo the fasten;ngs.
when suddenly there was Il rush OF
feet through the hall. and the cry OF
fire Both girls Sprang to the door to
be greeted by sitting smoke as they
rit. cut. Rose WAS for going back.
and closing the door. but the other
eXcitedly dragged her toward the stair
xay. \ mad rush of palic-stricken
guests behind her, swept her from her
feet. At that instant she felt Il StronS
She looked up to see an elderly gentle
man, whom she at once recognized as
the master of the house, quieting the
guests in firm authoritative tones.
There was not the slightest danger.
Something had burned up in the kitch-
en-, that was all. In his excitement he
was ObliviOus TO the fact that he was
still holding tightly to the young lady
he had rescued, in spite of her futile
efforts TO wrigglc away. He now apollo
giZed, saying he hoped to still further
smooth out matters down in the ball.
room
Rose murlnured out something about
not being. able to stay very fong.
Then | must have the first dance,
he insisted. You owe me that, you
know for saving you Il fall"
The very admiring glance with which
this was accompanied, made Rose
promise, and she fled in confusion TO
Miss Cursley's room.
Once inside she sank down laugh
ing, and told her the whole story.
"Of course, now, he'll be sure Fin n
villain, because | can't keep my prom
ise."
80 but you must!" said the other.
Must !" echoed Rose blanllly.
'Why yes. | don't want to go down
before eleven I'd rather rest. You 90,
and give Papa DudgeOn his dance. /
wouldn't miss this for Il farm" And
the girl went off into gales of laugh
ter.
But someone will know me-" objec:
ed the other.
They won't get chance to tell
him till you're gone
Rose was game, and went down just
in time for her dance. She managed
till near the close of the dance she
caught his eye wide with startled
With difficulty she KEEP;
from shaking with laughter.
The moment his father had smiling
~ bowed his thanks, Bert was ut her
side.
quick she cried, ''lct me get out
of here. This is worse than the Gin
derclla stunt I've got to be away be-
fore eleven, and not even Il pumpkin
coach
On the way upstairs, she explained
to her daZed escort, who with sup
pressed chuckles, Il few minutes later,
put her in his car, and took her home,
with promise to let her know the
Outcome.
The next day he told her how Il
catty woman had revealed to his fa
Their the identity of his partner, and
how Miss Cursley had rallied to Roses
defense, saying her family was as good
as anyOne's there, and ended by telling
the whole story. AT this instant a fig
ure doomed up in the door way, and
the culpritS faced DudgeOn, ST.
Nice little business you have here.
Miss Aiken" lie said briskly. Sorry
to ask you TO give it up. But my SOP
prefers to support his wife"