Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1921-02-15
THE DAILY NOVELETTE,


Madeline throw down her pencil and
pushed away her block Of paper
Truly, girls" she exclaimed. my
brain Is a Complct" frazzle. Seems to
save my life :"
Frances and Margaret laughed.
Imagine ours are in about the same
condition" said Frances. We must have
enough. Let's not write any more"
These three friends,-who had been
called the Blue Triangle, as all had no.
ticeably blue eyes--were to have charge
Of the flower booth at a bazaar to take
place the following week for the benefit
OF local charity. Somebody had con-
quantity of little boutonnieres. each one
10 contain a fortune-telling rhyme. either
original or quotation. SO II was for
the preparing Of these that the three
girls were racking their brains on this
September evening.
Truth to tell. however, Madeline had
not been thinking Of rhymes for n good
five minutes. Instead she had been ask.
ing herself over and over again. why II
was that Donald Hunter had not called,
or even telephoned. for three weeks,
when UP TO that time few days had
passed that she had not either seen or
heard from him. Whenever she had met
him on the street either he or she had
been with some one else, and he had
passed on with a most formal lifting OF
his hat
wait a moment" Margaret broke in
on her thoughts a little later. I've just
evolved another rhyme, partly original.
Listen:
Happiness waits that you little expect.
Gold from vessels you thought were
wrecked" "
That's fine" Frances commented, at
might mean most anything,
pause. what do you think heard the
other day."
Madeline shook her head. NO idea"
We'll, heard that you and Leon
Brown were engaged -
How absurd :"
well. you know YOU have been seen
with hlrn rather often. lately"
Had sh? Yes. and usually when she
had come across L'onald she had been
with Leon.
Guess that's what makes Don Hun
ter look 50 sober Of late" suggested
Frances
Does he" Madeline assumed an in
difference she, was far from feeling. II
haven't seen him lately"
Was II possible that was the reason
she had not seen him" Could II be he
had taken as serious h"r testing remark
that she could never marry a poor man
For. as everybody knew, Leon Brown
possessed a fortune, while Donald Hun
ter had his TO make.
II like that last rhyme of YOURS. Mar
saret, Frances approved. We can put
II with some bOutOnniere not as pretty
as the others. II there is one. by the way
Of compensation"
On the evening Of the opening Of the
bazaar Madeline put on pale blue gowr
of which Donald had once expressed his
NnQualihed approval. Her golden browr
hair curled about her face, n faint color
was In her cheeks and a sparkle in hel
eyes, and with MarGarets black hai'
and "eyes Of Irish blue" and Frances
blond beauty, m" Blue Triangle rounl
q fitting background IN the green OF the
flower booth. The boItonniercs with Tive
fortune-teilinS rhymes were arranged ,tr
two lots. one for ladies', one for gentle
men. and business was brisk from thC
start
Among tho first to buy bou'oHniert
was Leon Brown He stood n momen
after making his purchase, and reading
his fortune. then finding Madeline toe
busy to give him much attention, he
wandered away, only 70 return 4 I'tlt
later and repeat the process, ard whcr
for the third time he was seen approach
ing their booth. Margaret said In ar
aside to Frances: Mr.. Brown seems tc
visit US early and often
"Ir Madeline doesn't want him" va
the laughing response, she might hand
him over TO one Of Us. Hes not halt
Meantime Madeline had seen Dora'c
across the room, hut u vas toward The
end OF the evening when he paused b!
the flower booth.
What IS this I hear about some
magic button hole boVquets?" he asked
"They are wondprfu.." Madeline a.
surcd him You want ono. Of course. .'
She turned the bouquets nrt!e til {
certain pansy was CONSPICUOUS,
won't you select T. for me- th'
young man asked.
Madeline seemed 20 hesitate, as SN
looked over the flowers.
"Tm afraid most OF our pret.ieg' on"
have been sold,' she said. rcgrcfu.Iy
You should have been here earlier II
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