Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1919-09-17
"When q Girl MQrrieS"
BY
A New Romantic Serial Dealing With the Absorbing
Problem of Girl Wife

and bring this change to pass aug
mented delightfully."-.
AS we we're leaving the shop -
where we had selected not only the
blue dress, but pretty blue hat faced
,, in white - we passed counter where
there was a display of enamel lockets
on narrow white ribbons with little
enamel slides to match A pretty blue
one with butterfly in gold and rose
caught my eye.
"One of these would just set off your
Dress" 1 said enthusiastically. The
lighter blue and the hint of vivid color
ing is just what you need. Let's Sc
lect one."
NO, thank you." said Daisy, al
most graciously. First of all, you've
done so much for me that 1 couldn't
look myself IN the face If 1 grated
any more to-day. But besides that.
1 hate any jewelry but the best"
The brazenness of it stunned me-
I didn't seem to be succeeding in my
scheme of filling Daisy with shame
and loathing for what she had done.
Have you heard from Carl?" she
asked. as we strolled down the avenue
together.
/ NO. have your" 1 replied absent
mindedly, racking my brain to think
| how to fill in the rest of the after
noon.
Daisy had been as easy to fit as to
| please, and her dress was purchased in
the first shop we visited. Now there
| was an hour or so l must dispose of
! before I could suggest tea and then
/ decently dismiss my guest.
! But Daisy was fairly spilling words
now in her sudden eagerness to reply
| to my careless question.
| Yes, I've heard from Carl - three
| times. He seems to realize what we
| mean to each other as soon as we're
separated. I had a postal and a let
] ter from Montreal and another card
from Toronto. I guess I'll hear again
when get home. And you haven't
| had word?"
| The eagerness and bravado COM
bined in Daisy's fiuttering sentences
made me want to giggle and then top
it off by shaking her. How could the
| little idiot think a woman married to
my Jim would care whether some one
! else got two picture postals from Carl
Booth-or fifty!
Just then a sign swinging out
quantity from a doorway caught my
eye. Thomas ]. Mason and Com
| pdHS. IL Tedu Antiques. Udu
known but forgotten that Tom was
starting a new shop uptown. and here
we had stumbled across it. 1t offered
the needed solution to my problem OF
how to dispose of an hour or so. I'd
take Daisy in and let her mouse about
the place bit, and at the same time
/ I'd be Offering Tom a courtesy. Jim
would like this too-a trio of birds with
one stone.
So I trotted my Indifferent little
Daisy into the shop. 1 hardly dared
hope Tom. the phlander. would be
even decently courteous to the drah
little thing. I'd never seen him with
a completely unattractive woman.
wondered how he'd act.
The climb up the steep old-fash-
ioned stairs brought bit of color tc
Daisy's face and with a little gesture
that was honest and unself-consciou:
she swept off her ugly hat when We
reached the odd old studio with it:
stained glass sky-light. The reds anC
blues of the odd lighting accented hel
color. Her dark hair had slipped
into moist ringlets, and, freed from tn,
ugly hat Daisy's broad forehead
showed quaint and childlike.
All in a moment Toms studio wal
working miracles before my eyes. Blu
the studio and its owner had othe
surprises in store for me.
(To Be Continued.)