The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1919-01-02
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BEING
CLEVER
Copyright, 1918. by the Mcclure Newspa'
per Syndicate.)
BY HILDA MORRIS

one had always said so, from her adOr'
ing aunt, who taught her the alphabet,
to her sociology professor in the uni
versity. She was pretty, too, or rather,
as her butterfly cousin, Kate, once re-
marked, "she would be stunning IL
she'd give herself half a chance" That
was the trouble with Emily. In any
save intellectual directions she never
gave herself half chance. She had
never felt the slightest interest in boys
and men except as teachers and hui
man beings with worthwhile minds.
At twenty-five Emily was that anom-
ally among womankind, a girl who had
never had any sort of love affair.
True, there had been one or two young
men I'm her classes who would have
liked to 20 farther than mere acquaint-
ance, hut Emily had never given them
the slightest encouragement.
When she went to visit Kate last
summer 1t was not because she wished
to share in the social life Of which
Kate formed so caprlclous a part, but
simply because she thought that Rates
home in a small town would be good,
quiet place where she could work on
her thesis undisturbed.
However, Emily was mistaken.
There was not an evening when the
veranda was not filled with gay youth
come to pass the time, or there was not
dance at the club, party or a play.
The days were just as full; tennis,
"joy rides" with one Of Rates ridicu-
lous boys, piCniCs, teas-in short Emily
found that she would have to state her
purpose in life quite fatty and ask
Kate to count her out. SO she sat in
her room one afternoon, trying to con-
centrate on thick volume with for
midable title, while the sounds Of gay
voices drlfted up to her from the ve-
randa below.
Kate was there, of course, and two
or three other girls. Also two young
men who should, thought Emily, have
been in better business. There was
something quite demoralizing about
the sound of their apparent pleasure.
Emily found IL hard to work. Not that
she cnvied them, rather she felt sorry
for them, poor frivolous thingsl She
closed her book and sat with her eyes
on space, thinking absently.
"Wheres your cousin?' she heard
one of the men ask suddenly.
emily? Oh, she's bonlng over her
old books, at least she said she was
going to-"
"P0Or thing" commented another
girl. 81 feel sorry for her. Just because
She isn't attractive and popular l sup
pose she has to be intellectual. 1t
must be an awful strainw
81 should say So" spoke up third
girl. 81 felt awfully sorry for her the
other night at that picnic. Everybody
else paired off and had good time.
She looked awfully lonesome"
"Well," there was a shrug In Rates
voice. give done my best. ! can't help
1t if she isn't popular. Besides, think
she really likes to study. You can't
do anything for girl like that"
Emily felt her face burn scarlet. SO
they were sorry for heri Sorry for
herl Why, she had thought the pity
all on her own side. How dared
they?
The voices below were rumbllng on.
"They say Grant Sturgs is coming
home next week. haven't seen him
for years, but they say he is perfectly
stunning and an awful heart-smasher
There's some one TO set your cap for,
Kate. He has loads and loads of
money"
1t was right then, In anger and the
spirit of revenge, that Emily conceived
her remarkable plan. TO think was to
act with Emily, and she lost no time
in writing orders In to various city
stores. Within a few days mysterious
boxes began TO arrive for her, the con-
tents of which she kept secret. If
Kate wondered about them 1t was
without a great deal Of interest. Books
no doubt, or some more Of those inn
possible tailored skirts and flat-heeled
shoes that Emily always wore.
There was to be an informal dance
at the Country club one evening u
week later. Rather to Rates surprise,
Emily said that she thought she should
| like TO go.
"Could you get a man for me?" She
asked her pretty cousin.
"Oh, yes, of course. There's Emmett
| nil h.. L. Npt IA
Murray Jones myself, but when l get
there | can ten you, En-, there's
| Just one man / want to nlrt with to-
night and that's Grant Sturgls. He's
the best looking ana richest man in
lElmville, and all the girls are wild
about him. | want to cut them out"
"You doubtless will" Emily encour-
aged her. with an odd little smile.
Kate was so Interested in her own
dazzling toilet that she never stopped
to wonder what Emily might wear.
Indeed, she went off with her escort
before Emily was ready, and did not
see her until after the second dance.
And when she did see her she was not
at all sure that It could be Emily.
"Whos that girl over there; the
stunning one In yellow with her back
towards us?" she asked Emmett
Brown, with whom she was dancing.
"Well, you ought to know; it's your
own cousin. She looks mighty nice
tonight. too"
Emily turned around Just then and
Kate gaspcd. Was this Emily, Of the
horu-rimmed spcctaclcs, the tight Golf