Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1918-06-23

hours and when the shop closed and
she went with Monsieur to some Of
the nearby table d'hotes for a. be-
lated dinner, she was usually too
tired to quarrel.
After a few weeks. however, busl-
ness routine had absorbed her so
that she thought less about Mon
sieur and more about the cash reg
ister She had n natural talent for
money making. had Madame. she
persuaded her man that they We're
justified % IN enlarging and modern
izing the establishment and while
he continued TO run the shop she
undertook to bring about changes
with economy. speed and as little
upheaval as possible, And wheh
trade slumped, and she began 10
worry lest they had undertaken too
much, she actualy found hat her
skirt bands and even the armholcs or
her waists had to be taken in.
Perhaps Madame would nave let
herself drift along as sort OF hu-
man cash register, growing less con-
cerned about Monsieur ana more 40,
surbed about their bank BOOKS, h'u
1t not been for Francois. trancoIn
was one Of the few New YORK mar
dressers who had not lald down ms
curling irons for Il gun. The lhs'iUet
for self preservation which kept MN
ont NJ the trenches made him also
look upon Madames talents win an
appreciatiVe and acquisitive eye. The
business he saw, was falling entire
ly into her managing hands. Mon
sieur was becoming merely a mar
dresser, not n proprietor Ana II
some man could win this model OF
force and shrewdness away from
Monsieur, what might not mat man
hope for in the business line, II ne
could boast of such helpmate?
No longer could Madame fan to
notice that Francois was LOOKING
upon her with languishing eyes, Al
first she thought;
"Presumptious puppy! why, I'm
old enough TO be his mother"
But Francois was too wise to pre-
sumo His were delicate and sub
tie attentions; and Madame, neg
lected by the prosy Monsieur, re
membering the rose brocade ana gilt
days OF loneliness and jealous sus-
picion, began to bask in the youths
admiration much like a purring
pussy lying contentedly in the sun.
in French one morning, that with
your queenly profile it is a shame
that you should let your head carry
that unworthy style Of hairdressing
You are individual You should let
me do justice to you. II Madame
will permit / should like to arrange
her hair so that the distinguished
beauties of her countenance might
be brought out for all to see"
10 Madame, blind to the amusement
OF the rest of the staff, consented
But first she had Katie give her a
facial massage. Also she donned a
deep purple charmeuse gown with
cuffs and wide collar OF old lace and
embroidery that were regal in their
richness. And when she emerged
from the booth, her black hair piled
high SO that one streak of gray
white waved grandly above her new
ly cold-creamed brow, she was a pic
ture. Rouge aud Francois dramatic
admiration had made her brilliant,
Monsieur looked, exclaimed and
went about his work that day like a
man in Il daze. Madame smiled on
Francois until that youth began to
plan whether they shuold retain the
rose-brocade home or celebrate
Madame's divorce by founding u par
adise on turquoise blue and gilt. She
patted his hand, once. when he made
change at the register and stopped
to whisper a compliment, but mostly
his announcement came from the
fact that she smiled at him dreamily,
n preoccupied, but u very lovely
smile.
Next morning the youth got the
reward of his campaign. Madame
and Monsieur informed him that
they were so pleased with his work
and his interest in the shop they
small branch shop they hoped to
open in Harlem.
Madame's transformation (no pun
intended because her hair was all
her OWN dated from the day Fran
co.'s invented her becoming coiffure.
Her disposition seemed to be mys-
teriously connected with her appear
ance. No longer does she bark at
the pretty shop assistants: Jealousy
would be unbecoming in one wear
ing queenly gowns of taupe or Law
ender or purple with touches Of fur
and lace and old jewelry.
You can see her with Monsieur al
most any evening at Eugenle's, the
d'hote district, always, at some time
before the salad, holding hands un-
der the tablecloth. Their Riverside
Drive neighbors say that when
they are at home-usually sundays
you can hear French endearments
exploding like shrapnel throughout
the apartment building.
Monsieur has even taken to dyeing