The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-08-16
When A Girl
 Mnrries
By ANN LESLIE
(Continued.)


 gro dhe right?'' I asked. Surely | you don't mean to the right? I take | the left fork here, don't I?".
 ITO the right" repeated Jim quiet ly-
 Throttling any yearning to argue or l ask questions. I gave the wheel of my | little car a twist, and we sped down the right fork-the road that leads 1 by the old Harrison place. All morn | ing I'd been making myself behave like the docfle creature I'm not. And as I travelled along from hour to | hour doing just as Jim said, I felt I like the old woman who is famous | for excIaiming:
 .Iaws-a-massy me! This is none of T."
 had risen at the crack O dawn, | packed my suitcase and set off with Jim in the little car unquestioninglS. though he had told Tom that our weekend engagement was with the Cosbys. What made me behave so amiably I'll never know. Fate per haps Then I drove along just ss Jim directed taking the turn to the Harrison place in spite of misgivings.
 When we got to the house and I drove up to the plaza, there at the steps was a wonderful new car. shin ling and resplendent in dark-blue en- arnel and silver. It was limousine, glass windows was a glimpse of tan Upholstery in a wonderful shade that had a warm g1int of mauve in it. l I could OrCnlOS III the crystal NdSo.
 "Oh, I know the surprise.'' I cried. ''VaPs here, and this is her new car"
 'ewaitr commanded Jim as T l made to drive by ito the porte cochere | at the side of the house. That's not Vars car. Get out and look at it."
 derfrI car did guess. On the panel
 of the tonneau door there was ln- scribed
 = stood for a moment in stony si- | lence. Then. running forward, l touched my fingers to those letters
 and stared at the car.
 myself. Then flung myself into
 Jim's arms and laid my head on ms -- heart. My own was beating so a couldn't find my voice for moment ,r Miner I whispered at last "oh' l. Jim-Jimmie-boy?'
 2. "A L. H.-Anne Lee Harrison 2 my girl" murmured Jim- d Then from the veranda there was c. a wild shouting:
 le put it over on you, didn't we. dear? le Say 'Howdy, to sour guests. Anne
 Lee Harrison.
 n, On the veranda were Val and Lane, le Aunt Mo1lie and Uncle Ned, Phoepe h. and my own Neal.
 1t Hello, birthday gir1!'' said Val, l. coming down to join us at the side
  d in a sort of daze. "Of course we n come along ten days after date. But l. it's some celebration right from the
 jump, isn't it
 al Then everyone came to hug and n to kiss me. Everyone talked in a
 babel and called my attention to the st fine points oras of ng nga9aeur 1aF too in r. lovely navy blue uniform. Val se- m lected that. It's Lanes present,
 cried Phoebe. outshouting all the m And the enamel fittings are from l- Uncle Ned and Aunt Mollie." said ,e .aThat's what you were doing at r. the jewelry counter the day you
 had to get rid of me- I cried, a d great light of happiness coming to m disperse the clouds of jealousy I'd
 been struggling under for days. l. "Ot courseP' cried Uncle Ned. le When the bride here told me hoU s near they were to spilling the beans
 I almost spanked her. I did so want IS to make up to you for stealing your Id Eoy on your birthday
 Uncle Ned arranged the party for d you It was his idea" explained Jim is proudly, going to the old man and
 f1inging his arms about the erect
 shoulders. ',
 homestead," interrupted Uncle Ned. of That's what makes this such a bang D. up party-having it here Want to al see your handsome chauffeur, now 2 V. Bring him on. Bring everything le on. and if I die of excitement long 1e before I've had a chance to say half 1e the thank youS that are just clam e. bring in my heart, who's to blame ?'
 I cried.
 Id For each was wing to display the gs and orchids from Val A wonderful ar silk dust cloak from Phoebe, and ne from my Neal a splendid little ename ce see how they'd all run to consult each re other and worked to make the sur in prise complete and generous. ry And all the while they'd been do as ing this for me I'd been jealous and N bitter. I'd been misinterpreting. I'd
 thought I was left out in the cold a when all this was for me In the the Id myself and didn't like the Anne Har- as rison I viewed. It seemed this mus at be one great lesson to me-that in When my handsome chauffeur
 appeared I had a momentary sensa- as before-under peculiar circumstance. he hiding behind a woman-on the en avenue. It came and in another sec he ond was gone and forgotten in the
 great joys the day brought.
 At night-in a wonderful room o1
 old walnut and beautiful cretonnes 1T
 the old homsstIad s,ls, for Pat his had ,eG Teded C. for happines-I told Jim something re- of what was in my heart for Pa st Dalton.
 nd close to my boys heart He made
 this possible. Poor Pat! And he
 isn't even to share it. Perhaps he
 couldn't endure to be here.''
 "Oh yes! he.s Sotlinng tornorroW it1r ,S $, Promised to spend sunday with us b. Hell be down around ten, I think; ne and we'll get up early before the rest en of the sleepy heads are stirring and Id drive to the station to meet him. he We've got some tall persuading to do,
 sirlie. He still talks of that Journey. re In fact. he says he starts Monday. ed By Hecki I wish we could share our D. hap piness with him:
 lis "I wish we could. I whispered.
 '',This Derfect day!'