The Rathdrum tribune. (Rathdrum, Idaho) 1903-1963, 1919-07-04

man. Drive like mad, James" called
the gentleman, "or that roast won't
be fit to eat"
"Glory be-" wondered Stanley, lam
Cinderella?"
He became firmly convinced TINT his
fairy godmother had at last remem-
bered his existence for all through the
wonderful evening that followed gifts
from Paradise seemed to be shower
ing upon him. The dinner was not to
be passed by lightly, but he was never
quite sure what he'd eaten, for d.
rectly opposite him vision in pink
dimpIed and smiled, and he caught
heeting glimpses of wonderful dark
eyes, eyes which he had never be-
IieVed existed outside of books.
After dinner the vision, Miss Mar
jorie by name, played wonderful,
dreamy music. Stanley was quite sure
that he saw the pOrtly gentleman kiss
his slim little wife when Marjorie
played an old love song. He had a
very pleasant feeling Of belonging in
this happy, intimate little family cir
Gle, and wonderful visions unfolded
themselves before him. The voice OF
his host recalled him from the build
ing OF his air castles.
"Our boy is in France, you know"
the older man was saying, land we
would like to think that over there an
other family is taking lonely lad into
their home tonight"
SET hope so. sir" replied Stanley.
earnestly. land I assure you that my
own mother and father will thank you
from hca hntfnn Of
your kind hospitality to me. had q
pretty fine case of the blues this after
noon," ne laughed. It was easy to
laugh when the most beautiful girl In
the world was smiling at one In such
n friendly fashion.
All too soon the clock struck 10 and
Stanley rose to depart. AT least Gin.
derella had until midnight" thought
the boy, enviously. But it was time
for him to say good night to the kind
people who had taken him, a stranger,
into their home and treated him like
a son and brother. Brother? Well,
not If he knew It'll
He could hardly be blamed If, when
he said good night to Marjorie, he
held her hand a BIT more closely and
bit longer than convention de-
manded.
'I do hope that you will come
again." said the girl. shyly, and Stan
| ley, drawing q long breath. exclaimed
You just bet 1 will, and beginning to-
night my fairy godmother has a place
in my prayers"
Marjorie looked slightly puzzled, but
the arrival of the motor prevented fur.
! Their conversation. AS she turned
away from the door, a dark object ly'
| ing on the floor caught her attention
| 1t was a glove, a mans glove. and she
! picked It up. 81 will send II to him
tomorrow" she thought, calmly; then
| tossed 1t upon the table and ran up
stairs, furious to find that her cheeks
were burning and her heart humping
| strangely.
The mornings mail brought the fol
lowing letter:
my Dear Fairy princess-Cinderel
| lis that the masculine form of Gin
derellaO has lost his glove. His fair!
| godmother informs MIN that It may BIZ
found at the palace of certain prin
cess. Reversing the old tradition, may
CInderell come In search of his los
hand-not fOOt-covering?"
1t is almost needless TO add that thu
answer of the Princess Marjorie wa,
Eyes," to the letter. and also to tn,
question that not-long after was asked
In the fragrant dimness Of the con
servatory.
'And shall we ride off on our honey
moon in n pumpkin, my princess? 2
| asked Stanley with smile.
''In shoe box, if you like" sale
Marjorie. SIN anything, dearest, 81
long as We go together"
| Butter wrappers printed at Th