New-York tribune., 1920-09-26

lookin' at met Don't you look !, !
me thatsway, you Feet an Nes' :
muhw She elapped the lid aows !
and fastened 1t. ''Fixin' to inms
out an grab me, was youw
'T guess, maybe" said Flo,,n..
maybe I better 60 ask Aunt Ju,,s @
If I and Herbert can't wash .sm
I guess / better 60 ask her anybsw .
And without more debate she hoonsa
up the steps and skipped into ~ sss
house through the kitchen. A MA a
ment later she appeared in the onsS
doorway Of a room upstairs.
Il was q pretty room, vapus,,
scented with pink geraniums ava
blue lobelia and coral fuchsias th.ss
poised, urgent with color, in tbs .
hearty sunshine streaming upon tia
window boxes at the open window. m
The forms of pale-blue birds ana
lavender flowers curled up and down 4
the cretonne curtains and over tbs
chairs and the chaise Tongue wheresii
on Aufaly reclined, in garments osss
tender fabric and gentle colors. thssi
prettiess twenty-year-old girl insa
that creditably supplied town.
It must be said that no stranvas,,p
would have been apt to take Flo,. 3
ence for her niece-though eyery. .
body admitted that Florence's hal, 1
was pretty. corn say that for her W.
was the family way of putting itf5a
Florence did not care for her hsirl,,
herself; it was dark and thick andu'
long, like her Aunt Julia's: buk 4
Florenee-except in the realistic
presence Of mirror-preferred 10
think Of herself as an ashen blonsa
and also rs about foot taller than
she was. Persistence kept this uie.
turs Of herself habitually in her
mind, which, of course, helps to 40.
count for her feeling that she wan
justified in wearing that manner Of
derisive superciliousness deplored BY
her mother. More middle-aged gen.
tlemen than are suspected believe
that they look like the waspsa
youths in the magazine advertise.
ments Of ready-made clothes-su6 d
it is this very impression Of theis
which accounts Gas with Florenesl
for much that is seemingly insx.
plicable in their behavior.
Florence's Aunt Julia was reading
an exquisitely made little book which
bore her initials stamped In gold
upon the cover, and it had evidents'
reached her by recent delivery Of
the mail, for wrappings bearing can. I'd
celed stamps lay upon the floor be. q
side the chaise Tongue. It was q
special sort Of book, since its in. Il
terror was not printed, but all most a,
laboriously written with pen and ink b
poems, in truth, containing prob. I
ably more references to a lady
named Julia than have appeared in
any other poems since Herrick'aea Il
So warmly Interested in the reading !.
as to be rather pink, though not =
always with entire approval, this 4
Julia, nevertheless, at the scund Of 4
footsteps, closed the book and placed
it beneath one Of the cushions which q
assisted the chaise Tongue to make /
her position a comfortable one. Her
greeting was not enthusiastic. "a
"What do you want, Florencei"
81 was going to ask you if Herbert
and me--I mean: Was it Newland
Sanders gave you Fiji and Mimi,
Aunt Julia?"
A look Of weariness became plain
ly visible upon Miss Julia Atwaters
charming face. f'I do wish you'd
hurry and grow up, Florence" abe
said. ts
81 do, too! What for, Aunt Juliaf'
$50 there'd be somebody else IN j.
! the family at an eligible age. u
really think it's an outrageous posi-
ton to be in," Julia continued with
languid vehemence-"to be the only i
girl between thirteen and forty-ons I
in a large connection Of near rela. q
tives, including children, who al
seem to think they haven't anything 81
else to think of but Who connss.
to see her, and Who sends her aoV.s
ers and things, and Who carns v
see her yesterday, and Who was here ]
the day before, and Who's coming =
to-morrow-and Who's she going .
marry! You really ought to gros
up and help me out, because In
getting tired Of it. Yes, Mr.. Sandeu Il
sent me Fiji and Mim-and I want
you to keep away from 'em! X X
"Why?" asked Florence.
because they're very rare caa' Z
and you aren't ordinarily very
careful sort Of person, Florence,
you don't mind my saying so. Be-
| Sidas ~ 1ef vo,Y Oh near them, the