Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1921-04-15

ADlBull III seven ROlutb, she terribly
busy with jelly-making and she hint
ed wanting help. And. Melba, I'm
going; yes, am, too. Going out
there and live In a Bingham house
dress and make jelly and feed the
chickens. And see those bottles and
jarsf Not one goes along, not one.
Not even curling iron, nor hair
net Not georgette dress with all the
million snaps and beadsl don't
care II l look forty either, or fifty
And If Larry wants a younger girl
why" but her voice shook little,
"let him go to itw
Melba rose In great CONSERVATION.
FOR goodness sakes, be sensible. You
won't do anything Of the kind" And
as lisa obstinately shook her head,
you'll regret 1t, l know you Will.
Why not try the permanent wave, you
can't tell"
lisa gave her friend a little ener-
getic shake. Don't you dare say
permanent wave to me againi"
There's no harm In making ones
self as pretty as one can. Don't very
sedate people help nature along with
for an instance-false teethT
But lisa was dragging out suit
case. "Tm going tonight"
Two weeks Of jelly-making and
picking had passed at Aunt Ablgail's
prim garden ablaze with bright flow
ers. When the days preserving was
over, lisa, still In her housedress,
would take pad and pencil and go
out under the trees and scribble a
letter to Melba.
TITS beautiful here" she wrote,
"only I'm so tired from standing in
the hot kitchen all day long. Some
how or other I keep glancing at the
kitchen door every now and then as II
were expecting somebody. Now, II
this were story, some bright morn.
ing, when l stood over the stove with
face as red as a turkey, the door
would open and in would step Larry !
He would be quite overcome with Joy
and delight Of seeing me In stained
housedress and my powderless nose
would bring tears of happiness to his
eyes He would clasp me In his arms,
Jelly spoon and all and propose on
the very spot And then he would
spring the astounding fact that he
owned the next farm. peach |
Bought II five years ago and was
afraid l wouldn't like to be a farmers
wife or something like that. Unfor-
tunately this is not story. No one
comes to the kitchen door but an oc-
casional tramp Aunt Abigail makes
very pointed remarks about old maids,
and today she toldsme my hair looked
a sight, no wonder l didn't get hus-
band Nevertheless, she likes me and
wants me to make my home with her
and really think wlll.'
In the morning came Melba's usual
chatty letter. "And by the way, l
saw your Larry last night on the
Roof Garden. He certainly Is fine
looking chap and the lady who was
with him was really quite stunning
and she had such pretty hair. curling
out from under her hat"
Aunt Abigail lisa came In the
kitchen with pale cheeks. II just had
letter-it's very urgent--Pve got to
catch the noon traln-I may come
back again, I'm not quite sure
Two days later lisa with trembling
fingers lifted The telephone receiver
to her ear and gave the operator Lar
rvs number. In reply to her invita-
finn hn nRnnidad tA ho In ~
hour.
lisa met him in the hall.
Larry Fillmore came in his usual
brisk, matter-of-fact way, but he
stopped and stared at lisa, then he
drew her slowly toward him and
kissed her very tenderly. II really
did not know how much missed you.
until now" he said softly. She led
him gently to the library davenport.
lisa" he confessed after while,
II took Molly Davis out a few times
when you were away. l thought she
was so smart looklng-I admired the
way her hair looked but dear, now
that see you | know what fool I
wasl Why, your hair-Ilsa, queer I
never noticed before, II waves 30
beautifully and shines--it's exquisite I
Isa can't miss you again--coudn't
we surprise our friends, dear7 There's
the Little Church Around the Corner"
And when he released her from his
ardent embrace, Dear, what makes
you so attractive today, your pretty
hnlrf Are you doing It new way,
what makes 1t ripple sol"
81 think" lied lisa softly, at was