Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1919-03-07

Her defiance was not convincing.
Her mother protested:
"It's not Clay that you have to con-
slider. He'll never know what you
have on. It's the guests at the we'd
ding and your old friends and the
neighbors. You don't want them to
think we're poor and that your father
is marrying you off cheap. do your
Daphne Jared back, sit seems
mighty foolish to go and make yourself
really poor in order to keep from SEEM
ing nOor, especially when you never
fool anybody except yourselfl"
Leila, with the magnanimity of ma
tive spendthrift, tried to soothe the
fever OF the rebel: Lets go prowling
around, anyway. may see something
1 want for myself. Bayard dragged me
away from Paris before had finished
shopping. There are several things I
need desperately
The three wise women set forth:
they joined the petticoated army pour
ing from all the homes like levee en-
masse, foray of pretty Huns.
They reached the alluring place
where the famous Dutilh, like an amia-
bic Mephistopheles, offered to buy
souls In exchange for robes of angelic
charm.
In the window, on q dummy, with no
head, no feet, and a. white satin bust,
hung a gown that seemed to cry aloud
to Daphne:
IT belong to you and you belong to
me! Fill me with your flesh and will
cover you with an aureole.
The three forlorn women understood
the message instantly. They looked at
one another, then, without a word, en-
tered the shop, doomed in advance.
Leila was known to Dutilh and he
greeted her with an e1travagant i'm
pudence that terrified Mrs. Kip:
"You little devil y he Kissed. sect
right out of my theater. How dare you
come here after letting somebody else
build your trousseau?"i
Leila apologized and explained and
he pretended to be Modified as he pre-
tended to have been insulted. Having
thus made the field his own, he turned
to Daphne, studied her frankly with
narrowed eyes as If she were asking
to be model, and sighed:
"Oh, what narrow escaped"
Daphne jumped and gasped, ''From
what?"
"That gown in the window, that Ian
vim that was born for you. You must
have seen 1.-THE afternoon one in
parchment-toned taffeta and tulle."
The women, astounded by his intui-
ton, nodded and breathed hard, like
terrified converts at a seance. He was
referring to the one that belonged to
Daphne, and he ordered her to get into
it at once.
She demurred: I'm afraid of the
price. How much is it, pleaseY
sDon't talk Of money! Dutilh
stormed. II hate it! Let's see the
gown on you" He called one of his
tawny manikins. Help Miss Kip into
this gown, Maryla."
A mournful-eyed beauty led Daphne
into a dressing room and acted as
maid. Daphne stepped out Of her street
suit into the Partisan froth as If she
were going from chrysalis to butterfly.
Maryla was murmurous with homage
as she fastened 1t together and led
Daphne forth.
Mrs. Kip felt as If she had surren-
dered mere daughter and received
back seraphic changeling. Daphne
was no longer a pretty girl; she was
something ethereal, bewitched apd be-
witching. If she could own that gown
her mother would be repaid for all her
pangs from travail on. She would ac-
cept the gown as advance royalty on
any future hardships.
Daphne looked about for Leila. but
Leila was gone. She reappeared a
moment later In costume almost
more delicious than ,Daphne's-a tunic
of peach-blow tulle caught up with
pink rosebuds and hanging from a
draped bodice of peach-blow satin that
formed yoke low on the hips. And
there was a narrow petticoat of peach
pink satin. 1t was as If peaches had
soul, as perhaps they have.
Perfect happiness is said to need a
bit of horror to make 1t complete. The
happiness Of the two girls did not lack
that element. The price of their glory
furnished it. They asked the cost
with anxiousness.
Said Dutilh: $40 Miss Kip I'll let it
go dirt cheap for three hundred and
twenty-five The one Miss-er- Mrs.
Kip has on I'll give away for ummh,
well-say the same price,"
Daphne and her mother were sick
ened. But Daphne was suffering one
of those gusts of mania that ruin peo-
pie. Her soul Of souls clamored to
wear that very gown that very after
noon. Even. to take it off would hurt
like faying.
Leila had the same feeling. Her APP
petite for respondent gowns had
grown with exercise.
Dutilh took pity on them: sLook
here" he said, ''I'll make the price two
hundred and seventy-five. It's giving
them away, but you are such visions in
them !"
1t was big reduction, but 1t left the
price still mountain high.
II want something to wear tomor-
row afternoon" Leila said. 'Ive got
to go to tea and my sister has to go
with me-"
Daphne had not heard of the tea,
but she wanted somewhere to go in