Bogalusa enterprise and American. (Bogalusa, La.) 1918-19??, 1919-02-13
BEING
CLEVER
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By EIILDA MORRIS
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Copyright, 1918. by the Mcclure Newspa-
per Syndicate)

/ OHc 1luu diNdyS Sdlu So lEOiu 1eE ouNN-
! 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 II
| she'd give herself half chance" That
was the trouble with Emily. In any
save intellectual directions she never
gave herself half a chance. She had
never felt the slightest interest in boys
j and men except as teachers and hui
/ man beings with worthwhile minds
At twenty-five Emily was that anom-
ally among wOmankind, girl who had
never had any sort of love affair.
/ True, there had been one or two young
men in her classes who would have
i liked to go farther than mere acquairt-
ance but Emily had never given them
/ the slightest encouragement.
When she went to VISIT Kate last
summer it was not because she wished
to share in the social life of which
Kate formed so capricious 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
a dance at the club, a party or play.
The days were just as full; tennis,
ssioy rides" with one of Hates ridicu-
Ious 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 a thick volume with for
midable title, while the sounds OF gay
~oices drifted up to her from the We
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 it hard to work. Not that
she envied them, rather she felt sorry
for them, poor frivolous thingsi She
closed her book and sat with her eyes
on space, thinking absently.
"Where's your cousin?" she heard
one of the. men ask suddenly.
'Emi1y? oh, she's boning over her
old books, at least she said she was.
going to-"
''Poor thingp' commented another,
girl. ST feel sorry for her. Just because
she isn't attractive and popular sup
pose she has to be intellectual It
must be an. awful straini"
81 should say So" spoke up third
girl. II felt awfully sorry for her the
other night at that picnic. Everybody
else paired of and had good time.
She looked awfully lonesome"
'Well," there was -shrug in Rates
voice. 'Tve done my best. I can't help
it If she isn't popular. Besides, I think
she really likes to study. You can't
do anything for a girl like that"
1 Emily felt her face burn scarlet. So
they were sorry for herI Sorry for
her! why, she had thought the pity
all on her own side. How dared
they?
i The voices below were rumbling on.
seThey say Grant Sturgis is coming
home next week. 1 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"
It 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. II
Kate wondered about them it was
without a great deal of interest. Books
no doubt, or some more of those i'm
possible tailored skirts and fiat-heeled
shoes that Emily always wore.
There was to be an informal dance
at the Country club one evening a
week later. Rather to Rates surprise,
Emily said that she thought she should
like to go.
"CouId you get man for mel" she
asked her pretty cousin.
ooh, yes, of course. There's Emmett
Brown; viii he do? Fm going with
Murray Jones myself, but when get
there! l can tell you, Enc there's
just one man l want to flirt with to-
night, and that's Grant Sturgis. He's
the best looking and richest man in
Elmville. and all the girls are wild
about him. l want to cut them out.
ssYou doubtless will" Emily encour.
aged her, with an odd little smile.
Kate was so interested in her OWL
dazzling toilet that she meyer stopped
to wonder what Emily might wear
Indeed, she went off with her escort
before Emily was ready, and did moi
see her until after the second dance
And when she did see her she was moi
at all sure that it could be Emily.
"Who's that girl over there; the