New Britain herald., 1922-08-12
The Way Madge and Lillian Turned
 10" to Aid Katie.


 Katie's explanation only increased my bewilderment. For a second or two I stared helplessly al her highly colored and black besmeared face, wondering how was to get her in shape 10 come downstairs as Lillian had requested, knew that wild horses would not drag Katie where Allen Drake could see her face in its present udcrous plight
 "Practicing exercises so you could go in the movies I repeated me- chanieally What do you mean 2 No" I interrupted myself brisk'y as a remembrance of Lillian waiting came 10 me, you'll have to tell me about 1t some other time. Just now you're needed in something more ex- citing than any movie. Have you tried to get this stuff off your face ?'
 "Vot you say triedo Have I tried ," Katie's voice rose hysterieally. T wash eet init two kinds of soap, und eet only get worse. Look at dot toEe 7"
 Ketie's Dilemma.
 gazed at an impressionistic dis 
 at Kate's shiny face, looking as if good coat of varnish had been spread over the smears. l remembered hav- ing heard that water only set" paint more firmly then, with swift de- cision born of the necessity for haste, I turned to the door,
 T will call Mrs. Underwood" I said with decision. She will know what to do, l am sure"
 Katie gigled relievedly She is al- ways harpy when she has succeed ed in casting her woes upon broader shoulders.
 "Meesis Underwood. she sure ought to know" she remarked refectively She always used to put wagon load dot stuff on her own face"'
 I opened my mouth to rerrove her impertinence, but closed it again with the judicious reflection that if wished Katie to be of use to Lillian I must be careful not to upset her.
 Don't touch your face until I come back" I admonished
 You bet your boots I no touch" Katie replied with heartfelt emphasis. My face, eet feels like vun new po~ tato ven you rub skin off, only eet redder" She surveyed herself in the mirror with a critical air which made me bolt from the room. I heard Lilltans voice in the li- brary, mingled with Tom Chester's deep but boyish tones. l knew there was no time for any exchange of even  tess and guest, so l knocked lightly upon the door and kept out of sight when Lillian answered my summons.
 "All Right--Here Goes =
 ''Please come upstairs to Katie's room at once" I whispered. Then I turned and sped back through the kitchen to the foot of the stairway leading to my little maids room. 4 where I halted for the few seconds which Lillian, after making hurried excuse to young Mir. Chester, needed to catch up with me. Wait" I barred her ascent of the | stairs with a gesture. Perhaps | can save time by telling you the ! trouble first Katie informs me that she has been practicing to go into the movies and her face is smeared | with red and black paint.
 My sainted aunt v Lillian | clutched me by the arm, as if--I re- fected whimsically-she would hurry | along my story by her grip. Where | did she get the stuff? Some of that cheap dope they sell is the next door to poison. Lucky her skin is good | What has she done to get it off? ! Washed it, of course"
 Scrubbed it with soap I returned | and Lillian grinned at the mental pie lure, even as she started on a hur- ried lope back to the kitchen.
 Find the lard for me-" she said. "I1l hunt up dish, and want some clean soft rags"
 It was but a few seconds before armed with the implements she wished. we started for Katie's room finding my little maid seated on a chair. her hands planted firmly on | her knees. evidently engaged in rig | idly obeying my injunction not to touch her face.
 "st perfectly still, Katie. and close your eyes, Lillian commanded. I'm l not going to hurt you, but you don't | want to risk getting any of this stuff in your eyes. Madge, draw her hair 1 tightly back from her face and twist it into a tight knot on the top of