The Washington times., 1920-04-24
When O. Girl Marries
BY Anne Lisls.

any other engagement and make
herself fine for the occasion"
GOOD idea. You phone her that
TN on the way" agreed Jim-add-
ing jovially a word or two that set
noe TO thinking. "of course. we
ought TO have Virginia-Phoebe's
legal suardian-at the party"
why, I thought you were"
began touchily. surely the brother
ought TO be head OF the family"
"Yes only brother wasn't OF legal
age when a guardian was needed,
said Jim, adding with a sunny smile.
that only stressed his devotion TO
his sister Virginia: mot that I'd
have minded stepping aside for
Jeanie IL I'd been twenty-four 10
her twenty instead OF the other way
round. Jeanie has a level head
far more so than mine, I'm think
ing"
You'll have to go some TO prove
TO Phoebe and me that anyone in
the world has a better head than
you. Jimmie. my boy" beamed Neal.
So, with grins and mutual admira-
tion all round. Jim left us. When
l went In to call Virginia her line
was busy. On the whole i thought
IL just as well, for jim could sure
ly manage her better face to face
than i could over the phone. Stin
made a second effort in the inter-
walls OF getting out my beautiful
new damask tablecloth and plan
ming the courses OF the sudden din
ner party with Angy.
A properly subsidized elevator
boy rushed round to the florists for
posies. Bertha fell to polishing
silver and shining glassware with
complete good will and lots Of
muscle power. I whipped cream and
sliced peaches madly and turned
out a can OF crab meat for deviled
crabs, while Angy added potatoes to
her roast and got a fine biscuit
shortcake ready for popping into
the oven.
An Amazing Cenfesstsa.,
Then Hurried .nto new
changeable taffeta OF orchid and sill
yer. Phoebe had made herself fine
for her meeting with Neal in an
adorable salmon pink paulette
which she must have fairly jump
ed into, but which, nevertheless,
made her look like sea foam and
cherry blossoms. i hummed TO my
self as I dreamed what a gay and
perfect little party this was going
to be. Jim strode into the room
looking like a thunder cloud.
"I sneaked in the back way" he
said amazingly:
where's Jeanie" / asked.
AT home" replied Jim. ~And she
can jolly well stay there. Only I
won't have the evening spoiled for
those youngsters. So we'll make up
some lying yarn about her having
gone out before ] could get to see
her"
"why, Jimw I cried; "Jim. have
you quarreled with Virginia?"
T'm pretty darn well through
with Virginia Dalton and her
blooming nonsense" said Jim Bit
terly.
Then Jeanne won't consent to
their happiness" I murmured to
myself
"Jeanie." repeated Jim. "Jeanie!
Whoever gave her a sweet, gentle
name like that? Virginia Dalton's
as hard as nails. She won't consent
to anyone's happiness-that's what
ails that woman. Come on in, sweet
heart. wen give those poor kids one
evening of happiness in spite OF
her. One evening-and, by Jove!
maybe a few more. There are ways
of circumrenting even Virginia"
"Jim," I gasped, Jim! / want
Phoebe to be happy. But-your
Jeanie. / don't want you to think
Of breaking with her"
Jim turned to me, and his face
was set and grim.
ITS too late to talk about not
wanting me to break with Fir-
ginia," he said. "I'm through-and
she knows it,
ITO BE Contlnued.)