Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1919-11-14

and ell the way up the back; four suits
Of pajamas. white madras. with silk
frogs and knobs; six khaki shirts 1.-TWO
breast pockets each) one belt; three
brown ties; one khakl-colored wooden
sweater; one macintosh, with hood |;
two khaki Jackets enormous pockets) !;
two black hair ribbons and one nut
brown tanl-o'.sh6nter
There were also few assorted pack.
ages. one or two Of which even this
frank chronicle refuses to open. but no
harm can attach to the mention OF a
we'll stocked housewife, an equally CON-
plete toilet case. buthrobe. q pair
Of bedroom slippers, and long, fat
cardboard box that had been at the
bottom of fhe trunk, and which An
drea had as yet refrained from expior-
Ing. On 1t was written In strangely
ulascu!lnc hand: 'Thc Return Of the
Native"
She opened It now and disclosed one
Of those adorable filmy hybrid frocks,
double cross between afternoon, eve-
ming and elf.land wear; one set OF
crepe de chine lovelles; two pairs Of
silk stockings. one pair of satin slip
pers. "And he said he's going to wear
khaki tonight" she moaned.
IL II necessary to state that she pres
emily got up off her knees and begin
ming ut the head of the bed, started
to try on every last thingf She did,
and she was only half through when
Bathtub knocked on the door and an
nounced. "Scoif ready" No invitation
this time--an order.
"Oh, dearl" she sighed and rushed
for the utterly inadequate mirror.
Five minutes later her door opened
and she stepped out. slowly, like some
shy thing of the forest. Flushed OF
cheek, brilliant of eve. she walked to-
ward the man. Oh, big black bow !
Oh. hair starting one way and going
another, leaping squared shoulder to
come to rest and rise and fall agninst
the rounded face of firm 6oung
breast! Oh, vision! Oh, youth! Oh.
day and hour Of the gay hearth The
man looked and saw that her knees
were round. her legs straight. "Thank
God" he murInured.
he was dressed as che WINS, tit for
tat, except for the big black bow and
the very short skirt: and. like her, his
hands were thrust. boy fashion. in the
side pockets Of his open khaki jacket.
As she came close their eyes met and
smiled. II didn't put on the legginss,"
she said shyly. II was as though In
changing back to ways and clothes
like those Of childhood she had sud-
denly rid herself OF the hardening
years between.
"You were right" said the man.
They're for the brush and when mos
Quitoes are bad"
Her face lit with pleasure. you'll
let me 90 into the brushr'
@Never alone" he answered quickly.
But you may 90 with me whenever
and wherever you Ike"
"And may still call you just White
Mani Somehow II seems impertinent
now" ay
'pon't tense me" said the mar
lightly and then his face fell. "Ooo
make me feel old" 80.
"Oldl" cried Andrea. who coliio %
old tonight Why, White Man, "fe
we're kids" ~,
He laughed In his sudden relief. =
we are. 90 We shall be-" &r
Excuse me-" said Andrea 20"
ibid I hear you laughT
At that he laughed again, nov up
roariously, but as though his $40"
smile had become vocal for tina oSea
sion. Andrea nodded In q pleased way
as II she were congratuiating herself
| on guessing Alright; 1t was laugh
When the liqueurs and the coffee came
| she started chasing a pellet Of bread
around an empty plate with straight
! small finger. "You fix one" she said
"and we'll have a race"
The man watched her indulgently
| but absent-m!ndedIy. Presently he
alled two glasses. MY dear Andrea
Pellor." he said graveiy. @let US drinl
to all the hearts in the world tonight
that are happy and unafraid-"
She stood up to the toast. and afte,
II they sat In q long silence. 1t wal
| Andrea that broke it. "You know
White Man, Tn woman"
"Of course you are" he said quickly
q wary look coming into his eyes.
eyes" said Andrea. $50 Of course
too, I'm curious"
! He gave the deep sigh Of relief o.
one. who finds that the ice is quite
thick. after all. Specify, please"
| "Well," said Andrea. TITS tina
trunk. I've puzzled and puzzled, bu
! can't make out quite how that truni
happened"
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