The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1921-09-09
PROBLEM IN MASKS
BY CAROLINE H. WILSON.

slow utterly absurd" exclaimed
Cecile, impatiently tossing her book
onto the table.
"Why, what is absurd, and what are
you reading anwayf" asked Florence.
"The Masquerader,' and 1t is pre-
posterous to suppose that the wife OF
one man could mistake the other man
for her own husband. 1t is ridiculous,
I say"
"Oh. don't know" said Florence.
II agree with Cecile," exclaimed We
roma, Western girl, and pupil OF
Sargent's gymnastic school. Some
trick Of speech, some mannerism. or
popularity Of department. would sure
ly give one away"
That's So" chimed in Rachel. "Just
look at this room full of girls, for in
stance. No two of us are alike. Mary
calls everyone my dear and exclaims
oh, grlefr every time that anything
goes wrong. Florence's pet express
sion is Dummy Cecile is generally
mute. Maud could be identified any
where by her laugh. and suppose
have my share of peculiarities."
"Then Florence talks all the time
and when no one else will listen to her
talks to herself"
"Well," added Maud, coming to Ra-
chefs defense, "you just try being
somebody else, as Mr.. Loder did, and
you will notice those things"
LII
have just the ideal" Then she paused.
Eyes, have It,"
"Well what is it?" asked Cecile, In
terested to see II anyone could solve
the problem that had perplexed her.
"We will have stunt show at din
ner tonight and impersonate each 9TH
err. Then we will see IL 1t changes
Cecile's mind as to the possibility Of
Loder taking the place Of Chilcote sue
cessfully"
agreed. We have half an hour to
Dress" said Maud. $50 let us fly to our
rooms"
1t was planned that Maud was to
take the part of Cecile, the quiet one,
and the youngest of the college house
family. Maud, the boisterous tomboy,
who was fully feet 8, was struggling
into shirtwaist of Cecile's. A short
skirt, which came nearly up to her
knees. completed the ludicrous effect.
Cecile, In her room before the mir
ror, had very woe-begone counte-
nance.
Florence came into the room laugh
ing uproariously, perhaps rather over
doing the part of Maud. Maud, the
tomboy, came In silently and slipped
into Cecile's place Her lips were
tightly compressed to restrain from
laughter.
That meal was a merry one. Flor
ence, initiating Maud, who was always
quoting Shakespeare, presumably to
air her knowledge of Professor Kit
tedge and his English two-class,
amused everybody.
Mary talked on every subject dear
TO a freshman, cuts" "quizzes" and
"summonses to the DEAN"
Rachel, trying to be Western, flatted
her as, rolled her RS, talked about
cowboys and branding cattle, and fin
ally waxed eloquent on woman's rights.
Verona, vainly trying to disguise her
Western mamerisms, talked enthusi-
astically about the latest exhibition of
pictures by Spanish artist-in Bos-
ton.
"Well, one might for a very short
time, If he was physically like the one
he was impersonating. But think 1t
would be deadly wrong even IL 1t were
possible" a -
swell, still think 1t was right.
Think of the relief to Chllcote's wife.
And think Of his power in Parliament,
which Loder more than sustained"
said Florence.
"a gentleman to see Miss Cecile,"
announced the maid at the door.
II consider 1t an awful overthrow
to the novel;" said Maud, "but we've
seen ourselves as others see us, at
any rate"
Just then Cecile came back to the
room, looking flushed and >twirling
big diamond on her finger.
"Girls. l have changed my mind. It
is possible and right to wear mask.
. Mr.. Morris says he asked me to be his
wife because he thought me sweet
little thing, not too priggishly pedan.
TIC"
"Here! Here!" yelled Maud, at the
top of her lungs. "And you GRADUATE
ling from Sanders theater tomorrow
with magma cum laude and final hon
ors to Latin and French, all covered
In three years and halfl You de-
ceiving little blue stockingi"