The mirror., 1923-04-19


maiden clad in a dainty gown of white.
Surely, picture that would please the
most critical eye. Head and shoulders
of classic contour an olive-like complex
ion, and eyes that sparkled like diamonds
of liquid jet, while the wealth of lux
urious black hair which surmounted her
figure, caused him to wonder "was Cleo
patra ever as beautiful as this?"
Hastily excusing himself from his less
charming companion, he made his way
to where the graceful object of his inte
est had just seated herself in cozy bower,
near an open window in the corner.
Bill Blunt was, as his real estate busi-
ness demanded, professional mixer of
very pleasing Manner and he at once
brought all his ability into action. And
rot without results, for he was soon re-
warded by finding the young "Miss" very
much interested in him. Extracting one of
the numerous cards. from his waistcoat
pocket, he noticed that it bore the name
of Simon Finch, and, not wishing to dis
close his own identity until he had Learned
more about the lady, he, in very court!y
manner, handed it to her. What did it
matter, thought he, even though the name
inscribed thereon was that of a. burly
blacksmith with wife and five children
Thank you," responded the fairy-lite
vision of daintiness as she accepted tie
card, gazed at it for moment, and then
raised her eyes, while an enchanting smile
played upon her features. "My name is
Wells; Miss Julia Wells" added the lady
encouragingly, as she made room for
Blunt to seat himself beside her.
The pair began lively exchange of
small talk, which, interspersed with sew
eral dances, was continued for sometime
Thus the hours flew, and all too soon the
young Miss exclaimed, "Gracious me!
How the time has flown. 1t is now eleven
thirty, and Mamma cautioned me to surely
De home at twelve" Blunt remembered
the story of little Cinderella, and deter
mined that the fairy princess should not
thus escape him.
"Wait for just moment, and I'll call
taxi" said Bill as he arose.
ooh thank you very much, but let us
stroll. I live but four squares from here"
suggested the fair one.
Bill procured their wraps, and the pair
passed out into the street. The electric
lamps upon the corners sputtered, and, in
a moment went out. The Moon alone
remained as a source of light, but the
many clouds Aeeting acrosSthe sky partl,
obscured it, and the way was quite dark
Just before reaching the maiden's h"me
the couple saw, silhouetted upon a drawn
windowshade, the unmistakable image of
two young lovers engaged in kissing
bee. Blunt promptly emulated their example
and, under cover of darkness, stole kiss.
ooh! OH! My Gracious-how dare
you'll" cried the object of Bills affections
in a surprised voice which finally turned
into a laugh.
"Julia Juia!" came the highly pitched
voice of woman out of the darkness and
but few steps ahead.
eyes Mamma, Pm right here,' ans
wered the girl.
Bill coughed uneasily and tried to puff
his cigar, but it had gone out. Lighting
match, he beheld Immediately in front of
him an enormous colored woman, with
arms akimbo, large gold rings in her
ears, and Exhibiting a decidedly hostile
attitude.
"Dave! Dave! Come right out here
this minute" shouted the irate mother
and then addressing Julia, she COM
manded, "Yo just git into dat house right
quick"
"Ah'll show you if yoll kiss my gal
right cut here in the street, yo white
livered masher!" as she made rush for