Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-04-12
KATHLEEN IRWIN opened her

pM AIHLEEN Irwin opeheu hei
eyes aud saw the brilliant sunshine.
! She smiled and said TO her sister. who
MAs already dressing
Another lovely day, sis.'
WI And quite as suddenly as her face
Z 1xad wreathed itself in smiles the
Il mouth fell into a straight line. 1t was
y Easter! Easter Sunday and the Ilik-
& IN Club would 60 as usual - the
; woods with packed luncheon. Every
other Sunday Kathleen had been joy
Oiis over the prospect of day in the
woods after the long week standing ut
the music counter. suggesting this
yong or that, rolling countless little
rolls Of sheet music, taking countless
numbers of dollars and half dollars TO
the cash register and returning to the
customers countless numbers OF nickclS
and pennies.
4 But every other Sunday hal been
hnly common Sunday. 50 TO speak K.
Everx other Sunday she had put fresh.
= white collars and cuffs on her tricotine
frock and had freshly glazed her fur
rlsoker, so that it cleaned Ike new
after its water bath and brushing and
she had been aS well off u any girl
in the club. Tom Brent had evidently
4 thought that she looked nicer than any
of the other girls. for he. as hikcr-in-
chief. MS he proudly called himself
after he had been chosen leader for
the subsequent half year. had So far
chosen Kathleen every time to hike with
Rim aud lead the rest.
And now it was Easter Sunday :
The day that every one else in the club
/ would have new clothes, q. new suit
probably, new gloves. new low shoes,
rev hat. new everything. And kath-
4 1een alone was the exception. she
knew that Myra. the girl VIII" sold mu-
sic albums across tho aisI" from her.
had new suit. II was a blu" triro-
tine with an omen front filled III with
eoft lace rufflcS.
Her har was taffCta, with silk
ruff,es. Her shoes were straNNrd
slippers with wonderful heels just like
the ones in the rutugravurC section "
the Sunday paper. Kathleen coui1
have drawn with great accuracy TINS
outfit. for Myra had told her about
It in great detail every time there was
q slack moment in the music depart
ment. To be sure. Myra had Had t"
get most Of the things at tinc-ray.
ment house. but. after all. what dld
that matter? There was never enough
rooney TO go around anyhow. and what
difference did it make where it vas
paid over?
For the moment Kathleen regretted
her desire 70 keep her bills all paid.
Myra had alrcad% been casting
friendly eyes upon tho tall Tom lircut.
Men loved good clothes. reelected kath-
leen. There was no reason I" >IppoS"
that Tom Brent was any exception TO
Kathleen was late at the m,"ring
of the IIikcrs at = o'clock. a. she
slipped in at the rear "t th, process
sion. which was on its way To th"
railroad station which W"aId take
them to Hubbard : WondS. where th"y
would start the long walk. it >""mcd,
TO her that every member OF IN" club
snd every one who had ever been in
vited to become II member must hav"
turned out ON this beautiful Faster
Sunday to show all of IN" new clothes
that had been acquired in the past f"W
weeks.
She saw Tom Brent look about Inn
several mes and then gIanr" at hi>
watch. but She kept we'll out Of light.
He might feel that he ought 10 ask
her to accompany him to-day. merely
because he had done So every other
Sunday and she did not want I" sham"
him by her old winter coat that looked
81 out of place in the brilliant sum
shine. , 81, . him .,,r,
through several times. evidently III
search of some one. bur each time he
was stopped by questions rs T." r"nt"
or tickets or time Of return. 1t was
4 O'Clock in IIubbard'S Woods wh"n
the sun covered its face in tn" cIou'
that burst Instantly and covered the
hikers with rain. Myra. VIII" Wa'
walking near Kathleen. stopped short.
"Nhat shall do" sh" cried in>d!>-
may. ION. Kathleen. You hay" on!
your old tricotine ON. Can't You let m"
take your coat to cover up my now
suit!'
Kathleen was already unbnlrun.n2
the coat when tire vuir" Of Tom Brent
cut in. Miss Erickson. YOU ought e
bring proper wraps. I'm sorry. bui
Kathleen needs her coat herself. Come
on. Kathleen. I've been looking al
over for you ever since "" started
What was the big idea. sneaking al"ns
: here at the end" And presently >h'
found herself being swept along t"War'
the head of tn" procession.
But ! didn't have anything new Il
wear" she was saying aS they turn",
into the entrance of the house whcr'
Kathleen and her sister lived that eve
ming. "and didn't WANT
That's just what | loved abou
YOU" cut in Tom Brent. "fow ridicu
1ous 1t looks TO wear high heels and sill
rufles on Il hiking trip Pretty cloth"
are all right in their place, but no
hiking
'Eut il I'd had them" said Kath
leen, honestly. raising her very bin
eyes to his, Il would hav"-wor
them"
"Well. ii that's tho case" CRIME
Tom Brent his hand, in m" pork"ts q
his coat. 'you really need ,"nobod
to--er- well to take car" Of you.
Kathleen, whose cl"~ had been up"
his but an instant before, now locke
out of the door
You see. Katy" said Tom Brent