Gilpin observer., 1919-07-24
MILLY's TANTRuM
BY J. s. BROOKS

Sne StOOu tneIe UeIOTe Hill Iiko IA
-avenging angel. She ignored the ad-
miration cleaning from his honest
gray eyes.
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
Neil Burnsons CHEEKY face.
But Milly, If you knew how exas-
your, him !-tantrums. II you keep
on.
'Tantrums it's honest to goodness
disgust and Indifference to any fiattery
you give me-"
GAS l was saying" resumed the i'm
perturbable youth, "if you don't stop
looking so aggravatingly charming,
why, l 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."
Milly 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.:
II say, Milly, aren't you carrying
your little farce too far! It's only
trivial thing and you know it.
Farce. indeed! Neil 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
l order any flowers for you, you'll wear
them. And when you want that ring
yOu'll ask for 1t. 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 a mystery.
Half an hour later Milly called up
the florist and made him promise an
early delivery. She must have them
early.
mering party dress of pale green. 1t
set off the healthy pink in her face,
and her wavy brown hair. and her
brown eyes, still emitting defiance that
but gave sparkle to the portrait.
She gave a pat to the silky folds of
her dress, then looked at the clock.
Eight O'Clock, and no flowers have
And Two patropfyad that Anrict
for so long time. I'll just leave him."
she pouted.
She looked down at her girdle where
the flowers ought to be resting. Then
her glance Travelled to her left hand.
How queer 1t seems with mo
r-ring. But girl can't wear every
thing" she argued inwardly. "Oh, II
seems $3.50 lOnesome-my ring and
him gone"
She looked In her mirror and began
to study the radiant reflection in It,
Perhaps was too quick. and child
-per-haps-I-was." she drawled
'"If I'm old enough to be a society
woman, I'm old enough to have a little
patience with Neil. He's such a boy!
Besides, I do miss my ring and him."
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 Neil with box of flowers.
The girls face lighted unconsciously.
The young mans heart beat faster.
why, Neil BurnsOn, didn't I tell
you not to-engage-"
Neil threw out his hand.
when young lady. ones own
fiancee,"-Alilly's head lifted defiantly
-"orders me on the telephone to bring
her flowers early, ] 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 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 tumult, stood
looking down the street.
Her companion produced from his
pocket little figure of Il Cupid, which
he placed on top Of the telephone GOV.
.ering.
The girl with troubled eyes still
gazed streetward.
Neil next took the ring and hung II
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 wei.
~ come, and with little quivering sigh
e she cried OUT
"Oh. my dear, darling ring. I've
missed 1T sol" And she enperly