The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1918-03-09

the little book.
Miss Dorothy May Douglas, 834
Pleasant Avenue" II
Clnderclln's address! John looked
Mt IL, and abruptly the vague plan
which he had been forming in his mind
became firm resolve. He would be
the fairy godmother himself.
1t happened that Mrs. Cotton Curtis
was Johns aunt, and after much do
liberation he decided to take her into
his confidence. Mrs. Curtis was u
lady with n love for whatever was I'M
usual and romantic. so she dclightedly
"cut an appointment with her own
modiste to spend the next morning
shopping with her nephew. Her ideas
were as lavish rs the most exacting
fairy godmother could have desired.
She bought fl,my lingerie, silk hose,
gold slippers that could be exchanged
IL too large FOR Clndcrellns fairy feet,
and to crown NJ niue silk dress with
gold embroidery. Her purchases were
/ packed In huge box and addressed to
/ Miss Douglas. hut inside John put the
| missing diary, and n mysterious card
"To Cinderella From Her FAIRY God
mother"
After the box lad been sent John
found himself In furry of Impotence
TO see Gin lcrel'a again, ut the party
lie wondered what she had thought
when she received the box how she
would look in the new clothes
She looked all that the fairy god
mother or the prince could have de-
sired. Her hair, seen without hat,
was as gold as the tiny slippers. The
blue silk dress made her mysterious
eyes look blue, too, and the pale oval
of her face was rosy with delight and
happiness and wonder and great
many other plcasurable emotions.
Moreover, she danced well. John, who
danced with her most of the evening
found himself unable to look ut any
! other girls. When she was tired he
found secluded nook I'm the conserv-
atory and they sat together, n little
silent now that they were for the first
time alone.
"Do you Know" Cinderella said alb.
ruptly. "I've seen you before"
Have you? Where2"
"On the street car, one night. That
was the night lost my diary, too"
She was silent, her eyes fixed on the
distant vista Of the ballroom. Johns
pulses were Jumping gulltily.
"Your dlaryf" he questioned.
"Ycs. Someone found It and sent It
back. with-thlngs. II 1t hadn't been
for that shouldn't be here now"
"Now
"You see. I'm not really thls-kInd
Of girl. work, in an office. And I
shouldn't have had these clothes, only
the person who found my diary must
have felt sorry for me or something.
Anyway. she sent me things to wear to
this party. Just like Cinderella and
the fairy godmother. wonder who II
could have BEEN"
John was silent.
I'm telling you this" she went on
because ] thought you might have
noticed. Were there any old ladies
near US In the car that dny--nlce, god
motherly old ladics?"
He shook his head, and Cinderella
sighed little.
"lts almost twelve" she said. 90
=. mustn't forget that I'm Cinderella ant
have to work tomorrow. ] must CO.
"Oh, no." he begged. "If you ar,
Cinderella, with II fairy godmothcr
you must have a prince too. l wonder
lf-if I could be the prlnce?"
"You?-Oh--"
swell have n house with white mus
lin curtains and red geraniums In tn,
windows"
"Ilow did You know about that? p
she cried, startled. at couldn't have
been You who found the diary"
~ didn't mean to tell, Cinderella
You see, I'd so much rather be tn,
Prince"
ooh, WELL" she said softly. "If you't
> rathcr--I think l should like It hes
, that way, too. ! should think wa!
dreaming but the clock struck twelv,
and my dress husn't turned buck /,
blue serge"
, ut never shall" he promised
!. Never never, never rs long as yol
| live! Wen go ahead and live tn,
Z rest Of CinderdIa's story, the part tina
9 never was written, and us going TO b.
A the very best part Of ALL"
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