The Hartford herald. [volume] (Hartford, Ky.) 1875-1926, 1922-12-06
A FlApIpER TALE
BY FANNY RICHARDSON

Flop was so tired That she didn't
care much what happened, which
meant that nothing would happen, be-
cause one usually has to hop around
bit to keep the old world stirring. SO
hind large palm leaf plant and
through the chinks watched the
dancers.
Dreamlly she pictured herself sliding
about on the iloor vivacious little
napper with Haunting skirts and fly
away beaus lowering about her. THE
life of the party" she had always been
called. She sighed and unconsciously
murmured out loud: cts great life
II you don't weaken"
ut sure is"
Flop turned'her bobbed head in as
tonishment. 1t was evident that she
was not alone behind the palm leaf
plant. A young man, tow-headed
person she had never seen before. was
sitting beside her. looking absently at
the dancers.
She kept getting sleeper until. final
ly, she thought she was resting on
soft cloud.
The last of the dancers were leav-
ing. Flop opened her sleepy eyes to
find herself propped up in a rather
cOzy manner against the tow-headed
boy. Flop managed a rather stupid
"What"-and gazed at him. open
mouthed. He turned and said in a
matter-of-fact tone. "Shall we 20,
now?'
F1op's head was still soaring in pink
clouds. She managed a "Yes." Then
she stammered: "But Jim was going
to take me home. He brought me. l
hid you see. l was So tired Of
ii ALL"
"1hat's all right" said the young
man. Il guess jim has gone. There
are only two couples left. He prob
ably looked for you. but we are pretty
well screened in here"
He disappeared to get her wraps.
Flop sighed.
Almost Immediately the young man
returned with her wraps and they
were soon briskly walking on the
street. Flop said not word for two
blocks. Then suddenly she murmured:
ats rather late. isn't it,"
Rather" said her companion.
Another block silence.
"Don't you think this is rather i'm.
proper?" she queried softly.
"Rather," was the answer.
Two blocks silence.
'"That is my house. The one with
the slanting roof and the high fence"
MAY see you again"
Eyes but why?"
81 know but you're
so dlfferent'from the other girls :.
them flappers so quiet and
softlike the others are too
noisy always on the go :.
never tired :"
At this juncture Flop's sleepiness
disappeared.
As soon as she had climbed into her
soft bed she knew the reason why.
What had he said? He liked 'em tired
and softlike the others were
too noisy funny :. and she
had said Friday night. What would
she do? He would find out Friday
that she was noisy, always on the go,
too. She buried her face in the pillows
and sobbed.
1t was seven o'clock Friday night.
Flop was putting the finishing touches
to her hair in front of her bedroom
mirror. "Darn." she said to the re-.
Election. az can't help it. I've tried
everything Walked almost all day In
hob-nalled shoes on rough roads .
spoiled my nails working in the gar
den all week but / don't feel
the least bit tired feel just
as poppy rs any flapper in the town,
and he said he liked them soft and
tiredlike. Ding"
Suddenly she had an idea. Her eyes
fell on pair Of small, pretty pumps
lying under the bed. she would put
them on because they made her feet
pinch and her head ache.
At eight o'clock a-rosy young lady
answered the tinkle of the door bell.
She was sorry she was tired, she ex-
planned 10 the young man on the door
step. She had walked long way that
afternoon and her feet were sore and
she had cut her finger on the bread
knife.
They went into the parlor and for
an hour sat sOberly talking. OF course
she couldn't play with the sore finger,
and dancing was out of the question.
Finally she could stand 1t no longer.
Murmuring an apology, she rushed out
Of the room with amazing swiftness
for one with sore feet.
Two hours later. they were still
dancing to the tune of the victrola.
She had not been able to remove the
bread cut II was natural oc-
currence, but she had changed her
shoes. They seemed to laugh con-
stantly together and noisily.
Say" he said suddenly, do you
mind II tell you, but thought you
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