The Lamar register., 1918-01-30

looked so well before. She let Dor
othy arrange her hair in very mod
ish fashion, and consented to borrow
IL necklace of Louise's, so that when
she was dressed she looked like a
different person from plain little FL
len Emery. Of OldpOrt.
There's a perfectly wonderful new
man coming to this dance" remarked
Dorothy 'All the girls are crazy
about him, and If they aren't careful.
you'll cut them out. His name is Muir
ray Andrews, and he is an artist or
illustrator or something awfully hand
some. BE sure to make Bob Introduce
him."
pinning into her dress.
Murray Andrewsf" she repeated.
And she looked at herself In the glass
again, her color rising. She was glad,
glad. that Murray Andrews would see
her this way-among these gay, So
phlsticated people. He had been in
Dldport the summer before, on a
sketchlng trip. AID they had become
very good friends. Only he had gone
.f. ~ NiAh'hA 9tAs iiiF shg i-iith
lGd Imagined that there must be
another girl in the city She had long
ign resolved To forget him.
Her cousin Rob opened his eyes wide
when he saw Ellen, and when they
rived ut the club he acted the
art of u very gallant and proud es
nrt. Ii was new to Ellen this feeling
at people were proud of her. but II
iYc her unaccustomed courage ana
80 of manner. Dorothy and Louise
lied AZ Ler when they passed In the
nee. Rob picked her the very incest
nrlners. and saw more than one young
IN looking nj her with glance that
- Enthusiastically admiring. Indeed
ie was the prettiest girl In the room
nd quite the belle of the occasion.
Murray Andrews was presented az.
y u while; he was to have II waltz
ith her. lie looked very different
icre in evening dress from the rather
Dung artist of the summer before.
They waltzcd for while In silence,
and then he spoke abruptly.
Lets go and sit In the conserva-
tory" he suggested. ave ought to be
talking together-not dancing"
They found ii secluded spot. and he
nj once began to ask her about her
elf.
How did you come here. you little
wlldflower? never could have i'm
ngined you In such society"
"WhyT she asked. little piqued
You're too good for IL. too fragile
and unspoiled. However. l can't say
that you do not grace the room better
than any other girl on the floor. 1
suppose you'll get to be like all the
rest In time"
"Of course" she agreed. and laugh
ed again.
They talked for while. about things
that did not matter, and then another
partner came to bear her on. Ellen
was conscious of a feeling of bitter
disappointment. Murray was friendly
enough; but the girl loved him; she
was conscious only of something with
In her that cried out for more than
friendship, more than admiration.
"Why didn't you say you knew MUIR
ray Andrews?" accused Dorothy when
they got home. HE told me about It
himself, and asked II he could call
some day. I'm glad one member of our
family captured the celebrity"
The girls were going to a tea next
afternoon, but Ellen, conscious of her
inadequate wardrobe, pleaded a head
ache. and stayed at home. In fact,
she did have a headache. or a heart
ache, which is usually defined in terms
Of lesser physical ailments. She could
not help thinking about Murray An
drews. She hated herself for weak
ness; she wished for chance to do
battle with herself. and try to over
come her feeling toward him. 1t was
so evident that he cared nothing for
her and never would!
Ellen sat alone In the library, when
there came a ring at the bell, and the
maid brought In Murray Andrews
card. Ellen gave her hair hasty pat
before the mirror, and wished that she
had not been wearing a gingham frock.
Why. she looked just like last sum-
mer In the countryi And Murray
was so very correct, with his stick
and the gardenia in his button-hole.
The girl felt a pail Of shyness descend
upon her, after all, she was not of his
kind.
MY cousins are not at home" she
told him. II am very sorry"