The Pleasantville press. (Pleasantville, N.J.) 1912-1929, 1922-08-16
Biography"
Name
By MARTHA M. WILLIAMS

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q 1917. by Mcclure Newspaper Syndicate.
"An-go-ra! Can you match that
Where dye reckon her folks found
such a name?" Mrs. Hipps asked
plaintively her gossip, Miss Tunly, of
the new girl down at the postoffice.
"Oh, don't you know? It's a jogra-
ply name-my brother reads it out
every little whiles," the gossip ex-
planned. cts some place full o.
heather, ard fightin', and lice and
things" Miss Tunly ran on. Like as
not this gals got missionaries some
where in her family, that's how come
she to be SO 'ficted."
We'll! I'm glad none o. my folks
was ever took thataway" Mrs. Hips
drlbbled through pursed lips. sid
most as soon be cross-eyed as to have
10 answer when somebody called, An
CORA, come to dinnerl' Maybe she
dont mind-hope so, at any rate-it's
right down %aggravatin' she CANT
mango 1t by marryin'."
lust sol" from the gossip. "But
l heal tell her home folks have al
ways called her Missy. You can do
that when she gets to be your new
daughter"
"What?" Mrs Hips bristled, her
mouth shutting like a steel trap.
La! sure thought you knew. Hasn't
your Johnny told you? She's got him
hooked for fair. No other fellow gifts
a chance to take her home after
choir practice" Miss Tunly said with
a p%retense of concern, masking rather
badly inner satisfaction. She had
v heard of La Rochefoucauld, but
agreed fully with his saying, "In the
grief or mischance Of a friend there
is always something that gives pleas
ure." Friend that she was to Sister
Hipps-and nobody could be a better
1t might help her to know that her
paragon of a Johnny was just the
same as other youngsters.
"You may hook a fish without
ketchin' him." Mrs. Hipps said SEN
tentiously-then bitterly: $50 that's
why my son has got so proud of his
voice all on a sudden. He'll find out
he'll have to learn another and better
tune"
Miss Tunly quickly went scuttling
on her way. It led past the postoffice,
where Angora of the Geography name
was in sole charge betwixt the 10
O'Clock mail and the four. She was a
wistful, no-colored creature, so slight
the volume of her sweet voice was
really amazing. Until it heard her
the village mind was made up that
she couldn't amount to much. But
when the E%piscopals tried actually to
hire her away from the Methodists to
sing solos at their Easter doings and
got a flat rundown, estimates of
her rose at least 500 per cent. To
throw away a chance for $50 when
you earned only ten a week. simply to
keep faith elsewhere, seemed to half
the folk heroism; to the other half
sinful folly. When your Easter hat
needs must be an outmoded sailor gar
nished with bluets from the 1O-cent
store, any sensible girl would have
forgotten all about a profitless prom
Ee.
Johnny Hips wanted sorely to
make 1t up to Angora. He could do 1t.
if only his mother would help. but
that he knew was hopeless. Her heart
was set on matching him with Judge
Darling's Daisy. Daisy was a dear
little person. Johnny knew her well,
being a student-clerk In her fathers
office. He felt toward her as he might
toward an adorably frolicsome kitten
or puppy-indeed, treated her pretty
much the same. 1t never crossed his
mind that she might misunderstood.
How could 1t, when she was forever
pouring out to him intimate details
of all her many f%lirtations? II tell
you things cause you're so safe, Old
Stabsides; had to tell somebody or
bust. Nom would be shocked into
compton fits and dad'd giggle till
he got black In the face. I'm all they
have got; they're by me as your nom
Is by you want me to be a parable
paragon, l mean. Amt that awful?
You know, same as I do" she ex-
planned. 1--WE ought to have been twins
no triplets-with whole teams of lit
tie brothers and sisters. If the
worryin' was spread thin it couldn't
hurt so bad"
Johnny had agreed heartily, with
only the caveat that he should insist
upon being eldest. Hand-me-downs
didn't suit him; he was always SO
sorry for the Bemis string; coats and
trousers went down the line there till
he hated the sight of them at church.
Then the pair had agreed that maybe,
nfter all. Divine Providence knew its
own business best.
This in the pre-Angora stage. Daisy
had no voice at all and hated even
canned music. So she was not by way
Of seeing %Johnny's defection-not even
of hearing about it until Miss Tunly
put in her throaty voice. She had
stopped to quiz Angora on her way
to the Darling place, with a result
wholly negative. Angora vas clvility's
self, but by comparison a clam would