Vashon Island news-record. [volume] (Vashon, Wash.) 1919-1954, 1922-01-20
THE BROCADE BAG
BY KATE eDMoNDs
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o, 1891. by Mcclure Newspaper synden,

o, 1921. by Mcclure Newspaper syndlea,e.
olive swung the bag curclcssly ms
She walked; II was II beautiful thIng
created of oriental brocndc In pcncGci
shades. Larry Deane Ind given 1t to
her on her birthday, shortly nflei
their engagement, ind she cherished
1t above all her treasures save the
beautiful cluster of diamonds on her
finger.
"rhe cord will break and you VIII
lose the bng," cautioned Larry.
ut Is quite strong" retorted Olive,
quite unpcnsantly.
II don't suppose II would mntter If
| you did lose It," went on Larry In a
| frlgid tone
olive pondcred provoklngly. "Thcre
are some really precious things In It,
my vanity cnse, my gold purse, the
phIlopenn gift Joe Watterson gave me,
one of his letters, and"
isn't that cncugh2' glurcd Larry,
for they had been dlsngreeing about
IOes attentions to Olive.
AS he helped her ont Of the car ut
her home ma she relenscd hnr h,nu
he discovered lhnt she had left the
Observation-Disclosures ring In his palm.
He grew white nnd stirred nt her
"You mem TINT Oliver
"Or course"
"WhyY"
"You do not trust me-you are
Jealous"
~ am sorry Won believe that--I
said nothing until Won criticised nv
dancing with Ella-well. whnt does If
mntterP II you really cared you could
| not pluy with hnppIness I'm thIs wny.
Good-by," he said, and drove mudly
down the drive.
On the verunda, Olive watched him
with unbelievIng eyes; as he went
the grny car became n blur because
she was crying. When her mother
Inquired why she wept, Olive con-
fessed that she had lost her beautiful
brocade bag.
How careless" chided Mrs. Dare.
| Perhaps 1t Is In the cur, dear. Shall
I telephone to Larry7'
"No--no--pleuse do not I have
given Larry back his rlng--nnd I've
lost his bag-and-I-never want any
of them bnck again." announced Miss
Dare In u wavering tone.
"You have lost something very pre-.
clous," remarked her mother sadly.
"The bag didn't have much In It
just Observation-Disclosures note from Joe
Wutterson and few other things"
II did not mean the bag-I meunt
Larry" was Mrs. Dare's quiet reply.
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"Some bird" calculated Larry, us
the little gray car poked along through
a pleasant bywuy on the road home.
His gaze was fixed on bit of bril-.
liant blue.green perched In shud
bush beside the road.
"Olives bag!" he calculated, recog-
nlzlng 1t with pnng, and the little
gray car stoned abruptly. Larry took
the bag from its perch and studied
| the gorgeous peacocks woven into the
fubrlc. She had said Joe Watterson's
letter was there-ruthlessy he pulled
the bag open and looked; the golden
purse, the foolish pencil Joe had given
her-it looked like q stick of pepper.
mint candy-some letters which he
recognized as his own-and one pen
clled scrawl which might be Joe's.
Suddenly he did not care about Joe.
| His own letters made the bug precious
to her-nauyhty little thing, Just then
he heard footsteps hurryiny.
Larry hung the bag ON the shad
bush and the little car scnmpered to
a bend in the road md waited breath.
lessly. Larry neered through the I'm.
derbrush
If was Olive
She WINS hatless and there were
troces Of teors IN be,. soft cbaeks .nd
her Inns were yery pathetic.