The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1919-07-15

was beautifully mlrceiled-nOt
that she had spent twenty five perfect
ly good dollars and had the Job done
that is permanently waved az one sit
ting, but she was twice a week GUS
toner at Nine. Periw!gs, and as this
was one Of the bi-weekly days she
y knew that II was thoroughly and eff
GENTLY done.
She knew that the two curly little
horns, one over each ear, were Just so,
and were skewered into place with in
Vulnerable invisible halrpins; that her
hair was reached back with a most
bewitching cowlick at the most be-
coming angle of her forehead and
that her widows peak was pointed
and precisely over the left eyebrow.
Y Therefore by and because Of all these
signs her Golf was the last word.
Her complexion was arrived at by
the benzoic method. 1t was now sew
en- months and twenty one days since
water had touched her face. Her make
w box took up the whole end Of a
clothes closet, and her bills for cosmet
les creams and other beautifiers were
greater than those of her father for
clothes.
~ But her devoted parents had no fault
to find with Angela's tout ensemble.
nor the cost thereof for she was
vastly easy for all to look upon and a
finished feast for the tired eyes OF in
dulgent parents.
And to all this Angela Burton was
wise. She had capitalized her appear
ance and knew It, More than once
it had brought her what she desired
But now, it was a fearful, almost ter
rtfying moment, Tommy Hampton. her
old sweetheart, who had always stood
so in awe Of her was returned from
France and in their first minutes he
was saying to her:
mo use. Angie! You've got to
show me something besides coed looks
you're a peacherino all right, all
right, but I've been around some and
i. I've seen all kinds of girls and the
girl that interests me now is the girl
with the goods-not dry goods, eth
Err
ooh. suppose that Lieut., Hampton
J, is going to marry money!" retorted
Angela scornfully.
mol" Numbered Tommy, but if
you don't you'll be short of grease to
run that complexion of yours"
She sprang to her fee in rage.
ANOW lIldL was pretty GOdISt WI n
Angie, but it's the honest-to-God truth
didn't start out to be beast. l was
only going to tell you that my ideas
have changed. We've fought this war
en- what was inside our heads and not
what we were painted up to look ike.
I've seen girls ragged, uncombed-
yes, as savage as we were-who'd go
with us to the gates Of hell and kiss
and orTy II w7hnn W n1TOP
back. And they looked a good deal
more like angels TO me than you do.
Angie, you and are century apart.
I'm looking for a mate, not piece
of bric-aIbrac for corner whatnot.
You won't do, Ann. You're just seem
cry"
Clap0ing her hands over her ears
Angela sped up the stairs and Tommy
took his hat and left.
She was too angry for words. No
one in the world had ever before told
her she was utterly useless In order
to revive her self respect and dry
Nher tears with bits Of absorbent cot
y ton. she sat down before her mirror.
Then her vitaIizing sense of humor
came to her rescue.
$50 you're scenery, Ann" she MIN
licked to her reflection. We'll, he did
cot say you weren't interesting seen
sry-oh, no, but he said lott" Gazing
at herself intently after a moments
thought, mo, We'll not deface the seen
sry-its all I'm travelling on, Just now
but we'll show Mr.. Hampton"
Angela was nobody's fool. There
were as many convolutions in the
brain inside of her marceiled head as
there were waves in her hair Thought
ttiily, preoccupiedly she went through
her closet, took down an old blue linen
put 1t on; then laid out on the bed a
clean white collar and cuff set, put on
abig apron and hurried to the phone.
Eyes, dad. I've some extra time on
my hands, and II You want to bring
out an old friend to dinner we'll set
him up nifty handout. Any one
you bring IL all right" she assured
her father. Then she repaired to the
kitchen and told her mother what she
had done, adding, but 1t wouldn't be
any more trouble to fix for two than
one. Let's have Uncle Joab, toe"
And they called him. He was de-
lighted /
Anegla was more to him than mere.
ly an only sisters child. She was
the charming replica of his mother,
ong since dead, whom he had idolized
So when Angle got him off by himself
and haltingly proposed to rent his
tarm he chuckled and with wise
little wink he asked:
Are you farmer Angie, or IS there
spartner In the background"
Now, uncle, haven't been out
there enough with you to know lot
about farming? Anyway. no one ever
said couldn't learn" Then, demure.
", "of course, might take on a part.
ner, later. Who knows?"
And the doting uncle agreed that
she couldn't do worse than some Of
the tenants he'd had, and she might
Try, as the present renter was leav-
And" continued Angle. patting his
eek and Strengthening his tie, "Ill
Eye some first class advice on tap all
Che time for shall keep one room
5ust for you, and whenever the side
walks begin TO hurt your feet you'll
have place in the country where you
can come and hibernate. oh, weIl
have loads Of fun, Nunkie, see II we
don't"
aBut it's a hard life for a woman