The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-11-18
When A Girl
 Marrie5
By ANNE LISLR

ming. 1 hadn't the nedrl to reIuse- And when broke the news to Betty at the thought of solitude as if 1t were a respite, crying out that shea have the evening free to stay at the office and read the back files on the Derringforth stuff
 Don't have me on your nina, dear." she said. '|The job fills the days-and even if the nights are are sleepless I know you're nea-
 When she plunged back 10 nss work Miss May and I exchanged g;lances of delight. If the Job geSs Betty-the blues can't.
 So it was with a high heart that I started off for Carrs dinner. But Daisy dampen my feelings with her first words:
 Hello, dear!" she cried, kissing me artfhciaMy on both cheeks. I'm so glad you could come to this ntt1e two-by-four of ours. We are too eager to see our friends to wait for de- cent place to entertain them.''
 Its bully to see you, Barbara Anne," broke in Carl cordially that had a relieved feeling he hadn't noticed Daisy's captiousness. I'm tickled to pieces to see you at al and fifty per cent. more so to you looking so blooming
 Anne has work she likes. She
  but before cou1d recover or grope for a reply. the ball rang and the next insta1ment of guests arrived. Irma, looking like an apple blossom wrapped in a piece of the sky, came first. and after her. the courtIy Mr. Haldane and Tom Mason. With q word of greeting to the men Daisy swept Irma and me into her boudol>, which I recognized as Carrs ord study.
 Here's everything you want to brink with,'' she cried breathlessly and ran from the room. I'm bride so I must have pretty personal things-anyway."
 What a lot of energy she has," said Irma admiringly. 'I guess you cail it pep"
 That wasn't what I'd have called it by any means, so in order to avoto criticizing my hostess, I turned my attention to Irma herself. crying heartily:
 You're adorable in that dainty nile green! My dear. you look like 1 school girl just old enough to have her first party frock. And it's a duck of dress.''
 'Unole bought it for me- smiled 1rna. He was walking with MT. Mason Saturday afternoon. They do that-to the chess c1ub-now Ana he saw 1t in window and he said they both thought it looked like me. Isn't that funny? It just shows what nice little boys they are, doesn't it" I caught Irma's hand in mine and l laughed:
 Come on. old lady, we'll join your nice boys
 Then happily and with laughter that happiness brings over nothing
  to the living room.
 NO wonder it took you so long," chirped Daisy. You got such good effects hope you took all the powder and colors you wanted. have plenty keep things just for my guests" Carl was so busy with MT Haldane that her catty suggestion escaped him, | but the flash in Toms eyes was dis taste, and not amusement. Now dinner,'' said Daisy, adding with overdone wistfulness: hope you folks who are used to so much will overlook my first poor effol c. I've only one little maid, you know and l cook practically everything. Carl. you take the-debutante. We all know how you adore sweet sim plicity. Of course Mr. Ha ldane de- serves our Anne. And poor old Tom mic must console himself with me-"
 
 this key. She apo1ogized for every thing she had to offer in her 'fpoor little makeshift" home. Then, with a hint of sheathed claws in her cam graderie to him, she began reminding Tom of worse places than this" that their magic had made over in the happy old days. Carl she ignored. None of us was at ease excepting MT. Haldane, whose courtliness never hhaf hay laJg grave deference to Carl. With our black coffee there came the jangIe of l the telephone bell Daisy rose 10 answer and. turning from the phone | With an explanation that the call was for Tom, turned calmly back and | took his message. After a minute she vouchsafed her explanation:
 It was dear old Mrs. IIill, Tommie Shes sent some very important guests right along here. Come on, girls, | help me try to make a more respecta- | ble showing of my living room while l the men entertain themselves with naughty stories over their cigars" There was nothing for Irma and me to do but follow our hostess. And feA as awkward and helpless as l the hitherto flower-like Irua look ed- When Daisy spread her sophisti- | cated black against a flame-colored chair and motfoned Irma to a stiff old blue one, the girl took on a sudden | look Of awkward dumpiness. I was dreading the moment when beauty loving Tom should come in and con- | trast the effects Irma had managed to produce. Then again the doorbell 1 sounded, and a sudden note in the | air-a sudden soft huskfness with a l purr back of ft-told me who one of the new guests was Evvy had re- 1 turned.
 With all my new affection impell- 1 ing me. I ran out to the hall to join i Tom in his welcome for the little 1 cousin to whom he's always been so l close. But in the very moment of meeting and greeting Evvy held out 1 her hand toward a slim, boyish figure l in the shadows
 Anne, dear" she said. "I want you I too meet Senor Pancho Mateixa; I've been visiting in his part of the world