The Colorado statesman., 1920-05-01
LAURA'S HEEL
BY JAMIE OSBORN
HEEL
BY JAMIE OSBORN

| 10. 1850 By Mcclure Newspaper Syndicate
II you Ind happened to he buying
shoes ON certain May morning in
DHwsnn's smart shoe shop you might
have seen n prepossessng young shoe
salesman with his footstool drawn
close In hewiching young customer,
and YOU would have thought their con-
verS,ition WIS more heated and more
Intimate than the purchase of pair
Of shoes or so would usually warrant.
II YOU had overheard you would
have got this:
"Bui think II was extremely I'M
derhHnded OF YOU" from the girl.
You told me you were learning your
fathers business in every detail and
knew he was In the shoe business
| hut never dreamed that you were
actually waitlng on people, selling
women's shoes.
Il shouldn't think you'd want to.
And you didn't want me TO know. |
an sure. or you would have told me
so right out. II just hadn't hap
pened TO walk right up to YOU before
| even recognized you | never would
have found II out. or course. I didn't
know that your father was really at
the head OF Dawson's."
~ had nothing to he ashamed Of"
said young Dawson. with considerable
asperity-asperity that set very well
on his well-moded. forceful TEXTURES.
an my letters I did not go into de-
tails because didn't know you would
he Interested | told you what
thought would he OF most interest to
YOU. I told you that ! would soon
he promoted TO the post of vice presi-
dent of the concern with quarter in
tereSt in the business. told you
what my income would he within
few months | told You because
thought It only fair for YOU to know
those things in considering my pro-
posal." Then followed an awkward
pause.
Poor little Doris seemed TO he blush
Ing with intense embarrassment and
there was nothing for her round blue
eyes TO do hut to glance down at the
white buckskin pumps that young
Dawson had showed her before she
realized that he was young Dawson at
all. For Doris. in fact. had been too
preoccupied thinking of the letter of
proposal that had come that very
morning from young Dawson 70 notice
the Young shoe salesman who waited
on her. even though he was as oh
vionslv good to look upon as was
Dawson.
We'll, suppose ! might as well
get the shoes anyway" she said lame
~ ayes. | think that those will do"
Not if have anything to say about
It," came from Dawson. and he was
surprised at his own temerity. Per-
haps he had sort of caveman desire
to subject the little blue-eyed girl to
even more embarrassment than she
already felt. to punish her in part for
the opinion she had expressed con-
corning his present humble calling.
ar am going to have anything TO
say about what you do and don't do,
I am never going to let you wear
shoes Ike that guess | know from
my experience here ms salesman.
Heels like that Just ruin the shape of
womcn's feet. oh. perhaps they are
all right for dances and parties, but
you want these shoes to walk in.
wouldn't talk To any ordinary custom
err that way, hut I've got to talk to
you straight from the shoulder. I
never imagined women tortured their
feet the way they do. and IT'S some
thing that every shoe manufacturer
and retailer ought to know. That's
why I'm glad I am spending these
weeks selling shoes"
"But I think have right 10 buy
the sort of shoes | wish Besides you
don't know how am answering your
letter" AS a matter of fact the let
ter was on Its way containing an an
Swer unequivocably in the affirmative.
Doris had planned to get these delect-
able shoes for spring house party to
which they were both invited the next
weekend. High-heeled white buck
skin pumps We're essential to produc
ing the picture that she contemplated.
Look Mt the shoes you've got on
now" ruthlessly went on young Daw-
son. holding up dainty high-but-
toned boot with exaPgeratedly long
pointed vamp and the extreme of high
heel THAT'S ridiculous. tn ruin
your health and I'll bet it's fiendishly
uncomfortable"
Doris did not relish this frankness.
81 think I've stood all ! am going to
stand from you" she said. You are
taking very unfair advantage of me
to get down and say things about my
shoes and my feet" She was trying
desperately to tuck little silk-covered
oh tn1 oil