The Challis messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1912-current, 1918-04-10
hats and FACES
ev EARL REED sILvERs.

Estelle Williams played with an
ivory paperweight on the mahogany
desk of the writing room.
Harold Smythe is coming to spend
the weekend in Glenwood," she in'
formed Dorothy Hunt. "We're going
to give big dance on Saturday eve
ming"
"You are?"
Dorothy showed little interest In
the person Of Harold Smytha she
had heard so much about him since
Estelle's visit to Miami that she had
formed an unreasonable dislike tor
him. But her opinions counted little
In the Williams household; she was
only. the orphan daughter OF the SIS
ter of Mrs. Williams.
It had been hard for her. OF the
same age as Estelle, she was as differ
ent from her cousin as black Is from
white. In the first place, she had big,
blue eyes, which gave hint of path0s,
and which made the men who looked
at them want to protect her from
some harm which they felt was i'm
pending. She had skin like the soft
est velvet, and cheeks the color Of
pink rose.
Estelle's eyes were colorless, al
though she considered them hazel. Her
skin, in spite Of frequent applications
of the latest modern appliances, re-
fused to be anything but rough. But
her father was millionaire, and her
mother had social aspirations.
They had met Harold Smythe at
Miami, and Harold had casually men.
toned the fact that he intended to
come East in the summer. An invi-
tation and acceptance had followed,
and the time had finally arrived for the
much-talked about visit.
On Friday morning Estelle, waiting
for the big touring car to carry her to
the station to meet the guest,
found Dorothy sitting on the front
porch.
do you wish to ride to town." she
asked graciously.
Eyes, I would like to CO." Dorothy
arose and took the front seat Of the
car. while Estelle sat In state in the.
tOnneau The former wore sunbon-.
net Of light straw, which had cost Is;
cents in the village store; the latter
was decked in a silver creation which
was purchased in New York for $5e.
They reached the station just as the
train was pulling out. Estelle leaped'
from the car and greeted cookbook
ing, well-set-up young man who was
standing on the platform. She did
not bother to introduce Dorothy, and
the auto started of for the ride to
the Williams mansion. The girl In
| the front seat could hear them chat
ting noisily. She liked Harold's
voice.
When they had reached the house
and alighted from the car, however,
| Estelle paused moment to introduce
the other girl.
my cousin, Miss Hunt" she said
lightly.
The visitor took Dorothy's hand and
gazed into her blue eyes. Then he for
got all about his hostess and every.
thing connected with her.
IL didn't know Estelle bad a
cousin" he gasped. "Will you be here
for the week-end?"
eyes," The one addressed smiled at
his evident confusion.
Harold turned to Estelle, whoowas
watching with anxious eyes.
II think that I shall have a wonder
full tme," he announced. "Things are
Just fine here" His eyes returned to
Dorothy.
! Mrs. Williams came forth and met
Harold. When the guest had been
shown his room, Estelle called her
mother to one side and talked earnest
ly in guarded tones. Dorothy saw Mrs.
Williams nod her head decisively, and
then Harold appeared again.
IF you would like to see the place, :"
Estelle suggested, II will show you
around"
'That will b Ana" He turned to
Dorothy. you're coming, too, aren't
you" he asked.
T-rm afraid she'll be busy" Els.
telle interposed "She's sort Of a
housekeeper here" she added cruelty
Dorothy's eyes flashed angrily.
II haven't anything to d." she said
rather defiantly. I'D love to co."
For the remainder of the morning
they explored the beautiful estate. But
1t proved to be a rather trying time
for Estelle. Try as she might, she
could not secure the visitors atten.
ton. When she told him Of the depth
If the shaded lake, he looked into the
depths Of Dorothy's eyes. So az soou
~ they returned to the house Nstalle
| held q brief consultation with he,
mother, ana at luncheon Ms. vii
liams made an announcement
The painters are fixing the cottaps
at Avon" she said to Dcrothy, ~snd
believe that we ought 70 Aavs aemson1
there to look over tAe voek. 60 yov
will 30 to the shore tAis afnrnooo ani
stay until Monday"
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