The Lamar register., 1919-09-24
PINK BUNGALOW
BY IzoLA FORESTER.



train rounded the cave. aud its veran-
da was Il clanihrrlng mass of rose
clusters from rock fohuntiun to roof
Mrs. Demorest took one look at 1t
anu Ienmrd back in her car Mortified
Il can't imngnc why you even
thought could live next door 10 thai
horror all summer" she told Dudley
"lt will fairly smoke on hot days with
such coloring. Who lives thereT'
"Oh, mother dear who cares who
lives there" leased the major. After
all I've been through II pink bungalow
won't rufilr my happiness. You've been
living too easily over here. Turn youI
back on il II you don't like IT,"
Which she certainly proceeded to
do; not only her Luck, but Venetian
blinds were ordered Immediately for
that side Of the Demorest yeranda.
and .lapaneSe shades for the sleeping
porch and bedronin windows. that no
glare of the offending pink should hit
her eyes.
TIL" major was strictly neutral. lie
lounsed about The grounds, chatting
with the gardener aud chauffeur. or
Strolled the two blocks down to the
wide strip OF beach every morning be-
fore breakfast. And here he did lpve
startling eXperi' nee which failed to
reach the ears OF Mrs. Demorest. II
must have been about g 80.
Just as he came down his steps he
caught flash of rose pink running
along the sidewalk from the beach.
l.. .Ns.. a. a IA
runaway rose. II turned Into the gar
den next door. ran up the steps and
vanished.
God bless us" murmured the major
thoughifully. what was that, Juddf"
The gardener shook his head.
Deed. sir. | couldn't say. It's de
young lady next door. She takes her
dip early. She lives with her grandma.
very dignified 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 Nine. 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-
I'll the close OF the war. Now they
were resting at Spring Beach until the
return home.
The aJor 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 a Versailles fete under
Mrs. Demorest's guidance.
I'VE have everything but celebrities,
dear" she told the major. Cant you
find me some heroes7'
They'd run ten miles from being on
u parade like that. Mumsie," be
laughed 81 wouldn't be responsible"
But Mr.. 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, / forget her
name. Mrs. Vaughan knows her well
She will be guest OF honor after Mr.
Everitt. or should she come first1"
The major rose restlessly at a fash
Of pink in the garden and excused him
self
Have It your own way. Mumsie."
he told her, hurrying out to and
Diane. Later on he did suggest that
they include their neIghbors on the
receiving committee for the fete, but
Mrs. Demorest refused.
"PInk bungalow. that tells It ALL
Jack
The day OF the fete the major de-
clined TO attend. He was extremely
busy" 1t appeared, and no coaxing
would make him stir.
I'm sure it's that girl In pink" Mrs.
Demorest thought snxiously MS she
turned her head TO watch him out of
sight. Men are impossible"
At half past three Diane came down
the steps next door, lovely as rose In
her new gown, with Il 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. ga bonne
grandmere" was likewise going. and he