The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1917-07-28
BY SYLVIA TURl.-A

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''But there's no place for H." pro.
tested Evelyn. Il am so sick and tlred
or these baby white elephants thar
people call wedding gift I don't know
what to do, and it's blue and whlte.
Imagine that with Jacobean furniture
and dull olive decorations. / think I'm
put IT In the bathroom. II goes beau.
tifully with the white tiling."
"You poor fish" .s..s....Gssrs
"Bennie--" .'s-r ~ : - &c.
Il mean goldfish. darling. DonA
you know the value OF that thingli
The recent bridegroom stood beford
the long. dark oak table beamlng "a
the object that had just emerged frouI
many wrapplngs. II was nearly two
feet high-a jug Of blue and white
porcelain. About 1t coiled In sinuous
folds a most engaging dragon.
Uncle Barnaby has collected Chi.
nese porcelalns ever since can re.
member" informed the young bus.
band. Il am sure It Is worth Its
weight IN gold. Wen have 80 make
place for It somewhere"
1.-THE dear old thing" Evelyn said,
happily. Lets invite him down for
week. Perhaps he'd take fancy to
you, and do something wonderful"
The following month Uncle Barnaby
arrived He was a little, light-eyed,
alert man. with not very much to say.
but nothing escaped his ken. Almost
the first thing he spied was the pOrce-
lain jar on It's pedestal In the sunny
dining room. Evelyn had put al
sprays of Towering almond in it a
a Japanese print on the wall behind IA.
"Humphr' ~ said the old gentleman.
Looks pretty good, doesn't itT'
"we prize II highly" Ben answered
reverently. And Eve added:
ave been up to the library and
read up all about japanese and Chi
nese porcelains."
"You did, did your Then you prob.
ably found out that this is an imlta-
ton"
The silence in the dining room for
moment was unbroken.
Eyes" Uncle Barnaby went on.
pleasantly. Il Halter myself it's one of
the best limitations have ever seen.
I had a lot Of them made before
started disposing Of my collection.
don't suppose you heard. Ben, two Of
the companies had stock In went up
In smoke. so TO speak. I've been rid-l
ing close to the wind for a good many
years. One reason why I came down
here was to look around quietly for a
tidy little job of some Sort
THE worst Of it is" Ben told his
wife that night, you can't tell wheth-
er he's joking or in earnest"
"Well. I'll tell you" Evelyn was
braiding her long brown hair thought
fully, as she sat before the three-fold
mirror Of the dressing table. "Let's
treat him just as If we believed every
thing he said. There's one comfort, i
the old thing does get broken now, it
doesn't matter. I'm rather sorry |
Invited Miss Rutherford up for tea to
look at it."
"Don't tell her" advised Ben.
ooh, but she'll know, she's con-
noisseur on porcelains.'
The following Saturday Ann Ruth
erford arrived. When Uncle Barnaby
saw her a look OF utter amazement
spread over his face, while she gave
a little exclamation Of pleasure. "Whyg
Mr.. Wynne-Jones, to think of seeing
you down here in New York at this
time Of the year. You've come for the
Creighton auction haven't you7 The
pieces are marvellous, / hear"
After she had gone the old man
beamed happily at Evelyn.
'Found me out, didn't your he
asked. "Well. / did come down for
that sale. and your jars a real one.
I just wanted to try you out, and l
tell you one thing if you'll invite Ann
Rutherford down often and help me
make her Benuie's aunt I'll give you
some porcelains that win make that
look like toothbrush mug. She's ths
only person that / believe knows more
about porcelains than do
Evelyn went into the campalgnl
heart and soul. She willingly forgavsl
the old gentleman his kindly deception
In the spur Of the chase. Il was SUCH
fun chaperoning this pair Of lovers
she told Ben. From being a hermit
Uncle Barnaby suddenly developed in@
to joyous speRdthrift and Beau
Brummel. and at the end Of anotherl
month, when they returned from .
motoring trip through the CatskiIIs
Evelyn sank into the willow chair Il
her own room with 9 little sigh Of "A
lief. as<i
"Ben," she said thankfully, tive gok
them married. Really married. YOU'D
never know what I've gone through.
I've trotted that couple to every pos4
sible Cupids trap l knew Of. Bud
they're safely married now and ON
their honeymoon. Uncle Barnaby'<
given me a check. Never mind for
how much It's enough. and yours
going to stop work for q month and,
90 camping with me up in the wilda,
] need a rest cure" MO-
Copyright, 1917. by the Mcclure Newspza
per Syndicate)
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