The Raymer enterprise., 1919-12-11
MILiYs TANTRuM
sy ). s. BROOKS

Then catching sight Of his good.
natured smile. she snapped:
Il just hate people that never get
angry-just smile, smile"
That remark deepened the smile on
Nell Burnson's CHEEKY face.
But Milly, II you knew how exas.
perstingly pretty you look In one Of
your. him .-tantrums. II you keep
on.
"Tantrums! It's honest to goodness
disgust and indifference to any nattery
you give me"
As | was saying resumed the i'm
perturbable youth, 'if you don't stop
looking so aggravatingly charming.
why, shall Be compelled to take you
In my arms
That's just what I'm trying to make
clear to you. You have done that for
the last time! Here. there's no use to
prolong the scene"
Mllly stepped nearer, and snatchIng
the ring from her finger, she crushed
It down into his hand
Her companions eyes clouded lit
tie as he answered:
I say, Milly. aren't you carrying
Jour little farce too far! It's only a
trivial thing and you know 1t.
Farce, indeed! Nell Burnson.
There's another thing. You needn't or
der those flowers for me I'll telephone
myself"
Then the fellow that never got
mad" said hastily:
See here, young lady, the next time
order any flowers for you, you'll wear
them. And when you want that rim,
you'll ask for It. Good-by."
And Neil was off. He didn't see the
girls face pale, he was too angry to
catch sight Of her outstretched arms.
Why Milly Clayton should drop into
a chair and burst into tears when she
had accomplished the thing she de-
sired, was q mystery.
Half an hour later Milly called up
the florist and made him promise an
early delivery. She must have them
early.
A picture the girl made In her SHIN
mering party dress Of pale green. 1t
set of the healthy pink In her face.
and her wayy brown hair, and her
brown eyes, still emitting defiance that
but gave a sparkle to the portrait.
She gave pat to the silky folds Of
her dress. then looked at the clock.
Eight o'clock, and no flowers have
come! And I've patronlzed that florist
for so long time. I'll just leave hin"
she pcuted.
She looked down at her girdle where
the flowers ought to be resting. Then
her glance Travelled to her left hand.
"How queer It seems with mo
l-ring. But a girl can't wear every
thing" she argued lnwardIy. "Oh, 1t
seems $3.50 lonesome-my ring and
him gone"
She looked In her mirror and began
to study the radiant reflection In 1t.
Perhaps l was too quick, and child
ish-per-haps-I-was," she drawled
If I'm old enough to be society
woman. I'm old enough to have little
patience with Neil. He's such a boy !
Besides. do miss my ring and him."
A loud peal at the doorbell startled
her.
There's the flowers. I'll go myself"
She tripped down the stairs, and
turned to open the door, and there
stood Nell with a box Of flowers.
The girls face lighted unconsciously
The young mans heart beat faster.
"Why-y, Neil Burnson. didn't tell
you not to-engage-"
Nell threw out his hand.
when young lady, zones own
6ancee."-Milly's head lifted defiantly
-"orders me on the telephone to bring
her flowers early, I obey" He ended
with low bow.
But telephoned to the florist" ex.
planned Milly.
| "You thought you did, dear girl; but
your numbers got mixed. So here l am
ready to escort you to the party" and
the shameless fellow calmly led the
way to the living room.
Milly went over to the window, and,
with her emotions In a tumult, stood
looking down the street.
Her companion produced from his
packet little figure Of Cupid, which
he placed on top Of the telephone COW
enng.
The girl with troubled eyes still
gaxed streetward.
Nell next took the ring and hung 1t
on the tip Of Cupid's arrow. Then he
called:
"Come Milly, look at your lovely
flowers. The girl turned slowly, caught
sight Of the ring sparkling Its well
come, and with little quivering sigh
ahe cried out:
"Oh, my dear, darling ring. I've
missed It sol" And she eagerly
snatched 1t from Its place. Then she
looked At Neil, who tried his utmost
to conceal the mischievous twinkle In
his eyes.
But. Milly saw It and challenged: