Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1919-08-26
DAILY NOVELETTE,
THE ROSE.COLORED ?
RUG
BY Christine Hayes

oct oOK, Jim, there Il is--isn't II a
Abeautyf' cried Josephine Brice,
coming to a triumphant halt in front
Of Lasell's window, and feasting her
eyes on the rose -colored Oriental rug
displayed there.
"I'll say II is" her husband admitted.
Cant you just see Il in our living
room?"
Don't believe I cannot at that
price" he replied dryly.
Josephine sighed. "Of course not"
she agreed hastily. "still, it's SO lovely
1 just can't help thinking about It. I
dream about It even."
Most train time" he reminded. Got
to hustle along"
Jim Brice!" rather deep feminine
voice hailed him cordially and ruddy-
emerged from the crowd on the side
walk.
Jim beamed. "If IL isn't Harriet
Welcome to our city! When did you
get in? Where are you stopping? :?
Cousin Harriet, this is Josephine"
Josephine connected Cousin H8r :
riet" with a cut glass vase which had
been the wedding present sent by a
person of that name. Also, she saw
by Jim's manner that he liked her i'm
mensely. Beyond that she knew moth
ing. Her husband never told her about
his relatives. His immediate family, of
course, she knew, but outside of
Alarm and apprehension spread rap
idly over Jim's countenance as he pulled
out his watch. Seizing his luggage, he
started down the street on the run.
"Awf'ly sorry" he called back, des-
perately; "Jo'n explain"
Josephine laughed. ITS a terribly
important business deal, and he's alb
solutely got to catch that train-barely
time to make it, guess. He won't be
back till late Thursday night, and"
"Really?" Harriet was plainly dis
appointed. isn't that just too dread
full" she mourned. "Fred-my hus-
band, you know-gets in Friday morning
and we start right off again, SO I shan't
clap eyes on Jim again for goodness
knows how long. He's my favorite
cousin, too. Well, come up to the Ayl-
ward and tell me all about him.
BY the time Josephine left the hotel,
she was bewitched with Jim's cousin.
Cant you come out and have dinner
with me Thursday night?" she urged.
Love to-" replied Cousin Harriet
warmly.
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ner why, you re not se.''eu ,eI 80
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wednesday morning inc pnone inns
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sister. w hateVer-e'er-hate you w
1t! 1ouh nave your nanus lu''aN
fully hard to please. ehe oeeh every
where and seen everythins' 30 you never
feel that you're entertaining her'
But Josephine had hung up. In spite
of her independence, she was beginning
to feel a little nervous. Why had she
been SO impulsive? A few minutes later,
however, Cousin Harriet's CHEEKY voice
over the wire reassured her.
ut was so lovely of you to invite me
out" it said, that I'm anxious to have
Fred meet you, too, so l telegraphed
him and he's going to manage to get
here in time for dinner tomorrow. He
can stop on the way and get Jim al
Eyanstown-bring him down in the cal
and we'll all be together. You're going
m the theatre with me in the after
noon"
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f'.s s.a' "' S;J and wb;.o sho .s,;ced cucum
-. ,d Josonb;re ont IN rho notat toe,
she confided: MY husband VIII come