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

blur OF moving c0lOr-a blur that
only after o while would resolve It.
self into its component items Of green
and black and white and striped pier.
Wts. the !ass.trouser brigade. the
line. the apnches, the golden headed
Eultic with white silk shirt flung open
fsix foot three OF slender height, but his
dancing was that OF the feather on the
breese), the Red Indians, the fluffy
powder puf. Among these moved Z little
crowd Of lads In boating dannels; in
these last surrounding one figure In all.
black. Slim legs In black .Heshings, |
corola Of black tulle ballet. skirts, arms
black. eleeved. and black .horned hood
framing the pink impudent oval Of \
very young girls face--the face Of the |
yognssss,t IT., Miss Meadows. . ,.s :,.
skipped up to the door as the sultan
and his Slave appeared.
.'Oh, Jim, how absolutely II YOU
look Tor once in your young life!" shc
surelcd. "Oh, Rosemary, isn't It, a
twittered on cheerfully. :SAnothcr
shastly scene after you'd gone.
Mothers not one bit sound on devils!"
back up. poor little me! After. my
Arst cruel disappointment and gil !"
What happened. sandal?" began
ousiy another boy broke in: "You
sns% ms'' you've got the interval with
II know It's the only thing you con
really dance. Well. I'll tell YOU what
happened, she went on blithely turn.
ing from one TO the other. "You
know ] wanted Rosemary and Lavender
and Clover and little Sandal to come
as The Sisters Bath Salts; what Ia
the use Of our imbecilc collection Of
names II we can't live up to them some-
times? (No. there are no programs.
II thought such dinky idea f'r'us to
be tied up with different colored rib.
bons and our names on labels and just
a scrap OF shiny gauze paper. you
know, like those comprime's packets. you
get In those fiat brown boxes from
Morny's. (Not any more transparent
than lots of frocks). Well. that was
barred. 80 ! thought. Well. let them
BE- their stuffy old slave. markets and
things and I'll be devil :"
Chorus of appreciations from the
boating. .Hannels.
Quite a nice refined devil. I meant.
Like pelysia IN As you Were. ages ago;
sust S'es 's M and ID. ss moor. nS,ns' and snd
this" She held out horrible toy
in the shape of q frying pan. And
you see I'd got my black silk club
! swimming costume that I wore every
! day Of my life at st. Levnaire Folke.
stone. mother not minding bit; and
I'd sewn my stockings firmly on to IT,
abe stretched out one elfn leg. "and
made sleeves to it," she extended slender
black arms ''of more stockings! Look.
you can tell by the clocks Now don't
say High Time Archie. that's dead).
And. my dears. II a costume passes the
censor without sleeves. surely it's
! I said to Mother (quite quietly anl
reasonably like, I'm talking now.
| Well. you let me 60 swimming and
high diving in it. 80 why on enrth
shouldn't dance in 1t? Perfectly dry,
| too, and prim: Opera length stockings
and sleeves and black gloves even
but no; nothing would induce her
And there was I ready Mresscd and the
car all full of these boys waiting!"
An INTERRUPTED Proposal
"Yes: for hours" murmured ono
81" enlarged the child. Shouldn't
BE- here yet II I hadn't swaddletl my.
self down to my knees IN these bunchts
Of pctticoats of ClOver's for the last
AEM.t Hall Show only cut yard
off," Twirl of the fourteen inch co.
rolla. Anything to oblige the gloomy
dean and to avoid getting myself
written up in the Daily Mirror with
more walls about the modern aapper
nll breakfast .time: I'll be deadly old.
fash; III be absolutely pre-. peace; III
wear skirts--but: never mind! TN he
a devil underneath all tho time. They're
starting The Naughty Waltz'--co,nc
along. Archie.
Black tulle and white ti6nnels circled
off together. Over the boating. boys
shoulder she waved her nasty little
nan. smiled back at the others. beam.
ing all over her facc-Cherub's face
under demons horns. prattling. prat.
tling, prattling all around the room.
Jim grinned. Young Sandal gal.
Ions on a bit, doesn't she?'
"Littlc horror" said her sister
fOndly. Rosemary felt fOndly toward
every one that evening.
She did not even feel irritatcd At his
usually irritating manner OF saying.
shall W" prancc:'
They circlel off together in Il drcam-
thousands of miles away was anything
that had over Jared upon either OF
them. Never. never could hcr spec
tncular young sultan get upon her
nerves again. Never would Jim. cross
with jealousy. start talking politics
when he ought to have been making
love.
lie thought. out of the depths Of
satisfaction. "We'll fix it up definitely
tonight"
She thought. ''Tonislt there's moth.
~ ThS @ walt Waltz. ""ys%eS fWiee Sencored. came to
an end. The varicolorcd crowd slrgctl
toward the buffet--in dream. still. !
Those two remained in the smallest OF /
the three rooms.
They had 1t to themselves. Close
together they sat down on a rOut.
seat covered in old gold brocade.
BEST dance we've had" said the
sultan tenderly. Wasn't it,"
''!.ovcly."' agreed the slave. Girl.
LOOK here" he said. "Why |,
SHOULDN'T ;tyS it always be just like this?
The words. the proposal were stopped
tcrrupti0n rushed upon them and shat.
tered the rainbow bubble of the propi
tiOus moment that inclOsed them. Their
magic world crashed about them in
noise. II was produced by the gasping
young tones Of Sandal Meadows.
IN she rushed. taking the last few
Yards OF polished door In an excited
slide. I.
~ sny!" she painted. Rosemary!
What 90 you Think"
Down she flung herself OH the seat
beside them. bouncing twice like
black tulle shuttlecOck. Her eyes were
starting from her head under the little