Evening star., 1922-02-27
Brides Will Be Brides
By Lucille Vas, SIyke.

gaged 2 stateroom on the midnight
train; it was nearly eleven now.
The music stopped. the dancers
drifted back to the table.
Hate to pull the Cinderella stuff"
Horace Leslie warned his flushed and
happy wife. And l hate to drag your
cousins away from the party, but
we've a baby and some bags at their
apartment and we'd better step
lively"
Perfect nonsense. you're going
and Leila with the deliberately mono
grammed club menu card. Leila
has an idea. You're bound to stay
over when you hear it. Good old
susan Sue is taking perfect care of
bed: Les. and can bunk on the
sofa. Leila has asked us all up
to her apartment for some poker
ana architecturally speaking. Les
old scout. you owe IL to your pro-
fesh' to see what some of your es-
teemed colleagues have done for her:
honestly. she has the classiest wop
front parlor on Park avenue, haven't
you. Leila?"
Leila pinched his ear to reprove
him. She turned her gaze upon the
susceptible Mr.. Leslie.
IT'S really rather Interesting" she
draWled. It's not slavish follow
ing OF an idea. but Just sort of an
Italian treatment of an American
theme"
Again Merriam.s faint objections
were overruled. Grace, torn between
what she knew was her duty and an
intense curiosity to see the wonder
full apartment that John had been
rather swanking about. appealed to
her Horace to settle the matter.
knowing perfectly well that Horace
could not resist staying over. She
didn't In the least sense Merriam's s
signals OF distress. And, quite nat
urally. Merriam couldn't shout aloud
to strangers the dread that always
gathered in her heart when the f1irta-
tious Leila eyed her beloved John.
John danced a last dance with
Grace. while Horace let Leila teach
him the new step.
At Merry's side her host delicately
peeled a mandarin orange to placate
her feelings.
'Ze poker amuses your
Stupidest game on EARTH" Mer-
riam exclaimed. Il never can get in
terested enough to remember the
combinations"
must learn Eat three of kind can
always beat pair
Merry's eyes danced with a sudden
! idea She was rejecting that there
Were three Of them who didn't at all
like Leila-herself. her cousin Cecily,
home grumpily minding the Leslie's
baby.
She suggested as they were getting
into Ieila's car that they were near
Cecily's apartment. that they might
stop and pick up her cousin to play
In her stead.
"I'll read" she cooed sweetly.
She knew perfectly we'll that Cecily
wouldn't accept, and she knew that
Leila knew she wouldn't; but she
shrewdly guessed that, therefore,
Leila wouldn't refuse.
Cecily declined promptly. She was
in neglfge. pretended to be cross
about being disturbed by such noisy
revelers. and was much amazed
when her usually undemonstrative
cousin flung both arms around her
neck to kiss her goodnight.
Please phone Susan Sue In half
an hour. and tell her to phone Leila's
house and tell Mrs. Leslie her baby
is crying and that she can't stop her!
Please! I'm fed up with too much
Leila!" Merriam whispered.
MY word. Leila, you're q peach in
that there second-or Is 1t theird p
mourning Of yours" Cecily chartered.
Night. you gamblers. Think you
can learn anything at all about the
We'll. know that three Of 4 kind
can sometimes beat q peach!" Aer-
RAM announced demurely.
Another episode Of this story In
tomorrow's Star.