Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1922-07-28
The Right
Girl
By HARRIET BRUNKHURsT

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g. 1922. BY Mcclure Newspaper Syndicate.
Il promised to marry YOU" said
Kitty. firmly But never promised
to marry a country lawyer And that's
that"
Kitty tilted her pretty head saucily
provocative, secure in her youthful
charm and lifelong affection that
backed their engagement to marry.
"You mean you 9on't marry met"
Jimmy looked as If his senses were
betraying him. You are breaking our
engagement"
mot necessarily" said Kitty light
ly. You don't have TO be country
lawyer unless you wish"
But you have known always that
planned to take up practice with my
father" said Jimmy with some dig
nifty.
You meant TO when you had to-"
corrected Kitty. "There is no shadow
of an excuse for it now. There is the
opening In the Sharp s. Smiles offices,
and even If you must give your time.
your aunf's legacy makes 1t possible.
Then you'll have a start. Here you
will be buried all your life-but l shall
not be buried with you," she added.
Jimmy was usually ready of speech,
but he was patiently unable to hold his
own today.
'Put it up to your father" sug-
| gested Kitty. ASK him which is the
best proposition, yours or mine" And
Kitty waved gay good-by as she dart
ed from his side to join group of
girls across the street.
Jimmy swung down Main street,
with his head held high and ran up
the stairs of his fathers law office
taking the stairs three at time.
1t was rather a disorderly office.
There was dust where dust should not
be, there wasn't much in the furniture
line, and nine-tenths of the law tones
on the shelves needed rebinding. Yet
/ Jimmy liked the place.
James Seymour looked up from his
Uttered desk with a smile, but the
smile faded as his son impetuously
| poured out the story Of Kitty's ultima
| tum.
swell, son." he said at length, you'll
have to settle it for yourself. haven't
made much of myself, but l always
thought Kitty liked me at that. Still.
it is bad business letting the right girl
&C If you can help yourself. I'd think
it over"
Jimmy went down the stairs one at
| time. He stopped to look at h;s
fathers battered tin sign. He had con-
fldently expected to put up new sign
bearing an added legend Of tx Son
Well, he'd have to see Kitty.
Kitty. however, had said her say and
would say no more Nor would she
permit Jimmy to say more-unless II
were to announce his acceptance OF
her proposal that he become city
lawyer instead of a country petit
logger. That was the word she used.
Jimmy at length realized that dis
cussion was useless. Kitty was out fol-
one thing-it was that or nothing. And
Kitty was entirely independent. She
too, was college bred, and she had held
for a yea some absurdly remunerative
position In the city. She could have
the city without him, but she was
eager to share it with him. The coun
try she would not have.
think it over" she said as they
parted at the end of her vacation.
Jimmy went home TO think 1t over
He went out in the garden to think un
disturbed. Then he saw the little girl
next door, Madge Hilton, washing her
collie dog That was a ceremony at
which Jimmy always assisted when at
home, so he promptly swung over the
low hedge and set to work.
Goodness, Madger he said sudden
ly, "what have you got your hair up
for?"
Jimmy Seymour cried Madge in
digrantly. "Tve had my hair up three
years-since was sixteen. lot OF
attention you pay to person"
''You had 1t in curls not two weeks
ago." declared Jimmy.
THAT is abe it as much as one would
expect you to see when Kitty is
around" laughed Madge. Don't blame
you, though. I've always been crazy
over her myself"
Thanks lot, Madge," said Jimmy
gratefully. How old are you-nine'
teen? Don't see how it happened
Wen, say, since you're that old. may
be you can help me out. Do yea think
country life intolerable? You're young
Ier than Kitty, and ought to feel It II
any one would"
SWELL" Madge spoke slowly. I'm
not like Kitty, you see. Kitty was al
ways ambitious, and she is doing SO
wonderfully in the city You can see
that she wouldn't want to give it up.
While I'm not clever Bit