The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1918-11-20
| SAUCE FOR GANDERI
BY GERALD ST. ETIENNE.


Make Miss Stella Arnold
Look IKE what she amt"
Stuart McKinnon's cheeks burned
and his hair fairly bristled on end as
he heard this paraphrase rhymed OF.
in passing two youths on the board
walk. He stopped suddenly and looked
back, an angry CLINT in his eyes. They
were merely boys-youngsters, wear
ing their first long trousers. He start
ed on again. 1t would have done them
good. he thought il he had banged
their heads together or ducked them
In the lake, but then, what good would
it have done him? 1t would only have
caused a scene and made things I'M
pleasant afterwards, perhaps. The
taunt was worse because 1t was true.
Everyone knew that Stella's complex
! ion was "doctored." There was no use
| denying it. Nothing irritated Stuart
more than the thought Of 1t. He had
spoken to her of 1t.
Don't tell me you don't like It," she
had said to Stuart as he demonstrated
with her. .'It's fashionable and I'm 60
ing to do 1T while I'm here. l know
| the people at home would be shocked,
but they are not here to see me-"
AS he walked to the spot where he
had arranged to meet Stella, Stuart
tried to figure out some way to bring
her to her senses. He would not quar-
rel with her-he disliked quarreling
with anyone, and besides Stella was
a nice little girl, despite her faults. II
he pretended that he was angry she
would be only too willing to show him
t that she didn't care. She had done
that before. He caught sight Of her
before he was able to decide upon any
thing definite.
He could see that she was made up
/! as usual. He sat down beside her with
out word.
"Oh, you are here!" she exclaimed,
as she caught sight Of him.
] "Yes," he answered: "Did-for the
! love Of Mike, what next" He jumped
60 his feet and stared at her in wonder.
"Well, if you are not the happy limit ~
! next!"
what Is the matter with q beauty
spot?' she asked pettishly. "Al the
girls are wearing them. It's the very
! latest thing"
II guess it is" he gasped. If there
was anything later than 1t you would
| have had it before now"
you haven't said a word about how
I look" Stella interrupted at last.
isn't it time we went in bathing7'
81 think it u.s." he replied, as he con-
suited his watch. II have time to go
up to the village while you get ready.
I will be back, ready for the water, be-
fore you are, though. For goodness
sake don't spend too much time primp-
ing, or the sun will have gone down
before we have a chance to enjoy IT. !"
Stella did spend too much time
"primping," but even then she ap-
! peared on the beach, in bathing cos
tune, before Stuart did. This was un-
| usual, but she excused him In her mind
because he had always been early on
| former occasions. She waited nearly
ten minutes before he appeared. It
was her turn to gasp. Stuart's blonde
! mustache had changed color.
What have you doneT' Stella cried,
excitedly. "You look dreadful,
Stuartp'
Don't say anything about IT, he
cautioned. Everyone will hear you.
don't want them to know 1t is dyed.
| / was tired of that blonde mustache
and it was hard to distinguish from
| my lip. This one looks better, don't
you think?"
"It does notw she declared emphat-
ically. ut changes your appearance
completely. You look so silly, Stuart I
Whatever made you do 1T"
Lets change the subject" Stuart
said. jumping to his feet. "The water
looks fine"
The water was fine Stuart enjoyed
1t from the first, but Stella didn't seem
to enjoy it SO much. She didn't want
to swim; she didn't want to get on the
raft; she didn't seem to want to do
anything but have Stuart keep ducking
his head under the water. She seemed
! relieved when he struck out for long
swim and left her When he returned
she had disappeared. He found her on
the beach, almost in tears.
81 stood it as long as l could" she
sobbed, when he appeared. These
girls are the most hateful things In the
| world. They did not do a thing but
make fun of you after you had gone.
That girl In the green bathing suit
said you thought you were Charley
Chaplin. They all knew that mus
tache was dyed"
"Of course, they did," he smiled.
Everybody knows that your rosy
cheeks are covered with rouge, too.
What's the difference? It's fashion
ableI''
people don't talk about me like
that?''
Don't they? You should have heard
some of the things have heard. My
cheeks have burned on your account a
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