Evening star., 1922-08-26
Keep Your Eye on the Ball.

n n RS. JOHN MUNRO LINDSAY Y
|" was looking particularly
glowing as she sat at lunch
con on the country club
porch. Petite and smiling, she NODDED
at various acquaintances. Across the
road below the fourth hole she could
watch her adorable twins, attended
by their faithful Susan Sue. roll about
in whale of a sandpile. Susan S
needle was flashing through the fam
lily mendnG. and the dear little
Pumpkin Shell was in apple-pie order
with dinner doing itself in the fire
less cooker. And before it's mistress
was an afternoon of golf with two
decidedly personable young men. She
ought to have been perfectly happy.
But under the gay banter with
which she was reGaling the ad-
miring young men. Merriam Lindsay S
thoughts were racing in a danger
ously unhappy manner.
why" she found herself thinking.
fiercely, should l have to play around
with Kirk mad Don. who aren't half
so good-looking as my blessed John.
or half so smart? It's SO pokey to
have to think of my John working
in that hateful factory! I'm lonesome
for him, and if he loved me the way
he Ought to. he'd just make himself
have time to play around with me
once in a while."
The whole world seemed out of
joint to her. None of her plans were
going we'll. She. had set her heart
upon having Donald Ferry propose to
Rose Lindsay-had used her wiliest
diplomacy to that end. But it was be-
ginning to dawn upon her that
matchmaking is a difficult and thank
less task. AS a last resort the even
ing previous she had tried to MAKE
Rose jealous. She had deliberately
made it seem as though Ferry were
no longer interested in Rose But
oh, how she had had to work to hold
queer part was that, once she had it
she couldn't lose it.
Today he was tagging at her heels
like an adoring puppy instead of a
professed woman-hater.
With feminine clairvoyance Mer-
riam could feel how unhappy this
was making Rose. There was some
thing very pathetic about Roses
aloof manner. All her life long
Johns sister had lived in a little
town, longing to get away from it.
Merriam couldn't remotely under
stand how ardently Rose admired
Merriam's radiant self-possession. hsr
wholesome love of fun and her joy
GUS ability to make herself the life
of any party All Merriam could
feel was the same baffied feeling that
she sometimes had when she was in
some gay party in which her adoreo
John seemed to sulk. She was very
impatient with what she caled tneii
stand -offishness.
"Rose is an old poke" Merriam
found herself thinking this day. I'D
Just like to shake her
But she hid her irritable feellngs
The two men found her the most re-
snonsive of guests. She was wear
Ing one Of her white tams. her bronze
hair curled softly under it's becoming
shanelessness. and her yellow sweater
brought out all the delectable 1alr-
ness of her complexion. She sWuhs
her stubby-toed sports sss shGes ies Cream a
with an almost childish relish;
"Rosie. dear!" she teased. do eat
your Iuncheon! We're all three OF us
keen to begin teaching you the most
wonderful game in the world-aren
We boys?" .h,.
She was nervously consciouH t';na 'tas +hs
neither of the men was paylng .ne
least bit of attention to the d1hdent
She was still more confused when
she glanced up to see R1cnaro DO
cum, whom she hadn't seen Ior
staring at her. His faint frown of
disapproval bothered her.
am TOW 1owt Dea WnEIine hard at match-mak-
ing, and Rich is just bound to think
I'm only out playing around with
some new men"
+ She stammered slightly as she hall
Rich" she sang out huskily, "come
over here and meet Johns sister and
her two beaux"
Richard waved hfs hand.
Later" he called back almost rude
w ..J'm here for the day, and my