The Cordova daily times., 1919-11-06
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PINK BUNGALOW
By IZOLA FORESTER.
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smote the eyes the instant the shore train rounded the cove, and its veran. da was a clambering mass of rose clusters from rock foundation to roof
 Mrs. Demorest took one look at it and leaned back in her car mortified.
 T can't imagine why you even thought could live next door to that horror all summer" she told Dudley. "lt will fairly smoke on hot days with such coloring. Who lives there?"
 "Oh, mother dear, who cares. who lives there," leased the. ma jor. After all I've been through pink bungalow won't ruffie my happiness. You've been living too easily over here. Turn your back on 1t if you don't like it." Which she certainly proceeded to do; not only her back, but Venetian blind were ordered immediately for that side of the Demorest veranda, and Japanese shades for the sleeping porch and bedroom windows, that no glare of the offending pink should hit her eyes.
 The major was strictly neutral. He lounged about the grounds, chatting with the gardener and chauffeur. or strolled the two blocks down to the wide strip of beach every morning be- fore breakfast. And here he did have startling experience which failed to reach the ears of Mrs. Demorest. It must have been about 6:3O. Just as he came down his steps he caught flash of rose pink running along the sidewalk from the beach, looking for all the world like a large runaway rose. It turned into the gar den next door, ran up the steps and vanished
 God bless us," murmured the major thoughtfully. "What was that, Judd?"
 The gardener shook his head.
 Deed sir, 1 couldn't say. It's de young lady next door. She takes her dip early. She lives with her grandma, very dignifed old lady, sir. Under stand she got back from war lately, too; used to drive her own motor car full of sick folks"
 This was establishing fraternal' basis for opening up OvertureS. The major waited his chance, and called, not on the rose girl, but on her grand mother. Mime. SigOurney welcomed him charmingly. They had come to America after the invasion of north ern France, and one granddaughter had married here. Diane, the younger, had kept on her work at the front un- til the close of the war. Now they were resting at Spring Beach until the return home.
 The major told his mother nothing of his visit
 Mrs. DemOrest was too much en- crossed in her own activities to notice what was developing beyond the Vene- tian blinds. After much argument the little close corporation at Spring Beach which comprised local "society" had decided to give Versailles fete under - Mrs. Demorest's guidance.
 "We have everything but celebrities, dear" she told the major. Cant you find me some heroeS?"
 "They'd run ten miles from being on parade like that, Mumsle," he laughed. II wouldn't be responsible"
 'But MT. Everitt will be there, and he was on so many committees over there, and so very important, Jack, that we must have him meet some one of importance. We're going to have the dear cOunteSS-oh, I forget her name. Mrs. Vaughan knows her well. She will be guest of honor after Mir. Everitt, or should she come first?"
 The major rose restlessly at a flash of pink in the garden and excused him. self.
 Have 1t your own way, Mumsie," he told her, hurrying out to find Diane. Later on he did suggest that they include their nelghbors on the receiving committee for the fete, hut Mrs. Demorest refused.
 Pink bungalow, that tells 1t all, Jack.
 The day of the fete the major de- clined to attend. He was extremely "busy," it appeared, and no coaxing would make him stir.
 "I'm sure it's that girl in pink" Mrs. Demorest thought anxiously as she
  sight Men are impossible"
 At half past three Diane came down the steps next door, lovely as a rose in. her new gown, with a rose pink para sol tilted over her. The major joined her at once and discovered that she was bound for the fete over at the Vaughans' grounds. Also, Ia bonne grandmere" was likewise going, and he wondered why her brown eyes shOne with mischief as she told him by all means he could accompany them.
 As they entered the beautiful en- trance gates at Lynwood, he saw Ever lit hurrying toward them. The whole receiving line of ladies seemed to wait their cue. And Diane laughed with eager outstretched hands.
 "Oh but it is So good Tn 500 vnu