Smyrna times., 1920-01-14
0LD-FASHI0NED
BY GRACE E. RILEY.

HcI 81 granddaughter. 1lluS was lIlttl q
girl had one dress for Sundays and
/ parties, and one for every day. Tive
/ dresses are sufficient for any girl
happiness :"
ooh, grandmother, today a girl could
win no victories on a twO-dress cam
paign!"
"Ive a feeling. Ruth, that there
would be fewer bachelor girls today il
there were more old-fashioned ones
who expected less in the way of drcS
and gayety."
Grandmother, you're old-fashioned
why, if the girl had no variety OF
pretty clothes the boys would never
! look twice at them." Ruth dOnned a
lovely little hat and went forth con-
vinced that in its folds and feathers
lay the lure which would bring Wey-
| man Standish to her feet.
Two blocks away, Weyman was pur-
suing a similar argument with his
chum. "ReX, it's all very well for you
to urge me to marry. You know right
well my heart is set on Ruth Eldredge.
but Lord ! my years salary would not
take care of Ruth for six months.
Therefore, discretion being the better
part OF valOr, remain single"
When Ruth reached home, she found
letter from ChlOris Hunter urging
her to come to a girls camp in the
mountains:
"Once you're tried a horse for a cOiu-
paniOn, you VIII say with the rest oC
us on our return in the fall The more
| see of some men, the better l like
my horse Put all your evening gowns
and dancing slippers in the closet, don
a MILDLY blouse, ana join 20 of the
finest girls that ever rode a 'hOs8 I"
wrote ChlOris, gayly; and something
awoke in Ruth-a desire to try this
thing with her-belOved CMOris.
A nIonth later. on "FTighty." she
was gailoping across country. With
Ssai hours advance. she was trying TO
eSdde the girls, who once sound hcr
treil but IoSt it again. She retraced
her path While they went ahead Her
beaStiful bronze gold hair tossed hy
the %lnd, framed iieF lovely lssughing
face; the sun mad kissed her cheeks to
warm, glowing color. and had Ruth
gaZed aien in her mirror she would
have been amazed at her own bewuty
She was thinking OF home. "I9par
Weyman- wish knew the secret
way to hrs heart She fell dreaming.
Her horse neigheG two or three times
before attracting attention. "What' il
it, Flighty-see soFnething?" she asked
''Was that am echo-surely l heard aT-
other horse" She turned in her sGst
die. Standing by the roadside, whils-
nying piteOusf% was handsome roam
Where's your rider, Beauty" shs.
asked. Sensing. trouble, she dismount-
ed and leading Flighty, went to the
roan's side. There on the ground was
man, unconscious.
Thanks be to my first aid lessons. ''
thought Ruth as she set to work. She.
was finally successful in bringing
him to.
Don't try to talk yet" she admors-
ished him.
You are n nurseY' he finally asked.
mo, I'm just worthless butterfly.
trying to spread her wings in the land.
of usefulness" she answered. sGan.
you tell me LOW what made you faii2''
1--WE been Incorporating in. a
lodge up yOnder-the call to ride WAS.
too urgent to'be denied, and took adj
vantage of my pals absence 10, get
Flicker out
"Where is the lOdge?"
"Just across those lots-I guess }
can make it, He rose, but again sank
Imply on tile turf.
Try again and don't be afraldl 60
lean on me- This time he was, msre
successful an bring y0ur herse
over when Eve disposed Ct you"
"As they neared the lodge, Ruth saw
a man on the porch
"My pal" said the sid& man, with a
wealth. OF affection in has tone. Ruth's
heart stood STILL Even as she recog
nizedl Weyman, he knew her. and came
forward quickly to meet theIA.
"Jack, you deserve a thraShing," he
sternly spoke first to Ruths compan-
ion. the while his eyes questioned her
with caress IN their depths as she
never had seen there before. T IA
81 know it. old man, but I'll be sall
right in aalnnte." Without anotAe.
word Weymanl helpea his friend into
the lodge When he came out, Rutl
was. gone. As he was condemnieg him
self for his apparent neglect Of her,
she again came into view. leading
Flicker. ft
%Ruth. +" IS weylnan said. when he
Joined her .'if you knew the tempest
you have stirred up in any heart. you
would quell it at once by saying you
would marry me- 4fr sa a.,
'The storm was long time coming
up, wasn't it, Weyman?" m y, r,
! 3FIt has been rumbling in the dis
tance for months, dear, but that MILDLY
blouse was the lightning that struck
home." 3@o' 6 aa3" e' efai2"0 "t
"This is the first thunder storm