The Monmouth inquirer., 1921-04-21
DOWN IN THE HEEL
BY MARIETTA A. BONNER.

60 by Mcclure Newspaper syndicate.)
LIDO wish someone, wouldbe inspired
to invent some sort of receptacle
capable of containing an eleventh
portion of Satan's kingdom. l do
wish that someone else would herd to-
gether all these creatures who have
found it their ''bounden duty to tell
somebody something for their good"
Then, last of all, what blessing
what unbounded joy-would there be
If those who were told" could crowd
aforesaid vessel with ''tellers."
Only yesterday / was perched on
the lower rail of a fence in deep
thought. You know, l am one of
those people who just have to sit
down when they think-and besides,
ma had sent me two miles for milk,
and | needed a rest. Before l had
been there half a wink, along came
one of the Sin duty bound" takers
"Why, child alive" she cackled,
"ain't your nose full of enough
freckles now 'thout settin' on fence
rails in August heat? Besides, it
pears to me as if women twenty
years old might find something else
to do stead of spending the afternoon
by the road! I" She stalked on. kick
ing up clouds of dust in a satisfied
manner.
l made no answer. She had spoken
the truth. Here l was-dumpy,
lin oh loir ~
bit straw colored-too many freckles,
and each one flaming red-twenty
years old, and still known as Miss
Katie"
Everything is lovely-lovely-love
ly," l told myself-"except me-"
Gathering up my pals. gloomily
began to trudge home.
When l sat down at the table l al
most forgot my troubles.
1.-THE whole world beautiful. I'm
the ugliest thing in it," flashed
through my mind.
Before my eyes came floating
myriad faces-plump. thin, oval,
round-all beautifully nodded. There
were round blue eyes, almost round
black eyes, and brown eyes that
sloped in Sits. Girls, girls, and more
girls. One dazzling creature bobbed
up and down mockingly before me.
"She's the advertisement for that
Get Pretty Chemical company /
cried aloud
"What'd you say?" called ma from
her room.
"Mal Nal" l shouted in reply.
where's those magazines Aunt Hes
ter bought at the county fair last
summer?"
"What in the name of sense dye
want of them this hot day? They're
up in the trunk ROOM
At first thought l drew back. At
tics are no easy places to search when
the heat is 96 under the trees. Then
it came to my mind all at once that
had heard of one famous European
beauty whose complexion had excited
universal comment.
On the inside cover of the maga-
zine, glowing in softest rose shades
and SPARKLING at me, was the plump
face I'd been searching for.
"Praises be-'Get-Pretty Chemi-
cal company, 666 SixtA avenue, Tin
nytown, N. Y. Treatment only So,
but will give you complexion worth
$500"
SIS mouse after you?" called ma
as 1 passed her door. But was too
breathless to answer-my one rim
was to reach the mail box by the
gate.
Shivering with delight all night
but two weeks passed before pack
age came for me.
When l had torn off the paper, l
found three boxes inside-one con-
tanning green paste and marked
"Hair'-of the remaining two, one
had pink salve for the "Skin" and
the other d black lotion for Eye
lashes."
1 stood up on a chair, took down
my mirror, stuck it up against the
lamp and began to set out the boxes.
Somehow or other one of them rolled
and in snatching at it l struck the
lamp. The shade tipped off and
crashed to the ground. In a panic
blew out the lamp, and then my
heart sank.
had no other shade, and if went
down. for another ma would have
to come up and see how it all had
happened. Feeling cautiously among
the pieces of glass on the table,
picked up one box and shifted at it..
"Td better carry it to the window,
thought l, but when / tried this. l
found it too dark to distinguish the
lettering.
Must be for the hair" decided,
and sitting down began to mas
sage it into my scalp.
The other two treatments l applied
to my cheeks and eyes, then | in
voked my guardian angel and lay me
down to excited sleep. AS soon as
1 had opened my eyes next morning
l sat up.
LET me get the Mirror" was my
first thought-thus sighting my guard