Evening star., 1923-01-07

and you and Millie had better stay
overnight with u.s.
Jaw, shucks"' says Dunk. 1--WE can
git back. Sairy'd be worried if we
didn't. And we'll come out for you
again In the mornin'."
r TRIED TO insist that they should
L join US at the hotel for dinner un-
til at last Millie, coloring UP clear
back of her ears, protested that she
just couldn't do IL. Il ain't dressed
to go in no hotel" she whispered
bashfuI to me. "See"'
And as she pulled aside the blanket
we saw. MiIlie had reverted to khaki
knickers and leggins, adding heavy
goose-neck sweater and plaid Mack
inaw coat that looked to be half an
inch thick. Distinctly Millie was not
costumed for a dinner party-not with
her abundant figure!
"Ali right" says 1. Call for US to-
morrow about 10, and tell Sairy will
bring out a turkey and trimmings for
Christmas dinner"
SO after we had been thawed out
and had eaten all the hot things on
the frosty air once more and found 3
dry goods store.
Warm sport clothes" / announced
TO the polite young man clerk with
the wavy black pompadour and the
nice eyes. And I hope you have
some lined with red flannel"
Well, he was afraid they hadn't
anything just like that. The best he
could show US were some fairly heavy
sport skirts and flannel waists.
YES" says /, those would do for
a brisk September day, but what we
want is something that's made for
this twenty-below weather" And as
he was towing us from one counter to
another I spotted a pile of fuzzy-look-
ing clothing that looked good. How
about these?' / asked.
"Oh, those!" says he, smothering a
grin. But they're mems golf suita"
Lucky men" says I.
And then IL came to me. Taking
Gladys one side, I sprung it on her.
DO you know. Gladys" says l. "Millie
has the idea. Did you ever wear
knickers?"
'fSure" says she. Most every Sun
day last summer when we used to go
hiking out to Van Cortland Park"
Then that's what we want for the
farm says l. Say, young man, sup
pose you turn US over to one of your
lady clerks. We don't want to shock
you or anything"
But I think the spectacled old maid
who did wait on us was more Jared
at the things bought than he would
have been. I'm sure she didn't at all
approve of me by the time she'd fitted
us to some of the smaller sizes, and
dug out heavy golf stockings. and
canvas leggins, and felt-lined rubber
shoes, and gray wooden shirts.
'Of course" she explains, young
| women sometimes do wear such
things-for coasting and toboggan-
ing s.
That's US" says /. Send the lot
over to the hotel tonight, will your
X X \
DUT, say, when Dunk came for us
ID next morning we were ready to
face any kind of weather that
wouldn't discourage polar bear.
And we had topped our costumes with
| woolly tam-o'-shanters pulled down
over our ears.
''Gee. Miss Dodge!" says Gladys,
/, looking me over in our room after
we had made the change. You sure
do look sporty in that rig"
well, old dear" says ], there's
more or less zip to- your get-up. Take
a look in the mirror,
And although the old white horse
was breathing clouds of steam and
icicles were hanging from his 1muzzle,
we were warm and cosy as we went
plugging out of Keene on the Chen
wick road. The sky was crystal
clear, and although the sun was well
up 1t didn't seem to have any effect
at all on the sharp air.
~say. It's like breathing Ice xatersT