Evening star., 1923-07-22

also worked in Dtgnowlty'S dellcateS
sen. You can't help your shape,
spose."
Gertrude" Winnie drew herself
up.
Gee. This iron takes a long time
to heat" said Miss Shultz. which was
the name on Gertrude's pay envelope.
She began to make attempts to reach
the back OF her hair that a contor-
ZIONIST might have envied.
Here! Let me do 1t for you," said
Winnie. With deft fingers she ma
nipulated the hot iron.
You're a good kid. Winnie said
Gertrude gratefully.
where are you and Edward going
this EVENING"? asked Winnie. with
languid interest.
ITO see film," replied Gertrude.
What one?"
THE Handsome Bedouin.' one Of
them desert things" replied Miss
Shultz. You know-the kind where
they play Pale Hans I Love Beside
the Cellar Door Say-who was this
Hans, anyhow"
Hands. Gertrude" corrected Win
ME. did you see Passion Amidst the
Pyramids"
Yeah"
Wasn't Anselo-Mr. pelmonte-
adorable?"
"Uh huh. Don't burn my ear"
Winnie busted herself with her tom
sorial art. Then she said:
"Gertrude-'
Yeah"
Wouldn't it be wonderful to be
loved by him?"
''W-ho?"
"Angelo-Mr. Delmonte'
"Aw, he's foreigner" said Miss
Shultz.
He's a naturalized American" re-
turned Winnie, with a show Of
warmth.
why, in Film Favorites I read he
can't speak English"
Hes got a delicious foreign ac-
cent" retorted Winnie. And he's so
masterful! Wouldn't 1t be just too
wonderful to have a man like that
swoop down and carry you off?"
Not me-" said Miss Shultz. Eddie
Meany Amt got a delicious foreign
accent, but he's good enough for me-"
..
'T think It would be just heavenly"
she said.
Miss Shultz eyed Winnie critically.
II guess you amt in no danger"
she said. Before her gaze Winnie
WINGED.
Didn't you think Peggy Charming
was a little-well. a little too thin
for the part"
'Oh, I don't know" said Gertrude.
She had TO be little. or how could he
have slung her over his saddle?'
she looked little skinny to me-"
said Winnie.
"Aw. you're jealous" said Gertrude,
with sharp laugh.
There was a jaunty masculine ring
at the door bell.
IT'S Eddie" cried Gertrude. jubi-
iantly. Thanks for frizzing me.
Tiny" She skipped from the room.
WINNIE turned out the gas. and
W sat down again in her wicker
chair. But stern reality was thrust
ing it's disillusioning head into the
country Of her fancy. She could not
escape the fact that no Eddie had
come to take her out; nor could she
avoid rejecting that no Eddie had
ever come to take her out. A little
while before. her fancy had trans
formed her room into a spacious.
luxurious apartment, worthy of the
prospective bride Of a noble gentle
man with a delicious foreign accent.
Now she turned from her window
and. by the unsympathetic rays of a
street light, saw it as it was-a
crowded little room. papered with
roses that had once been pink. but
which we're now pale blurs. carpeted
with worn material that was no
particular color unless it were brown.
Her inviting divan became a narrow
iron bed, her chiffonier golden oak
chest of drawers needing varnish her
rose-hued light, a simple gas jet in
it's petticoat OF frosted glass.
She let herself sink down on the
bed and for long minutes she studied
the ceiling. why had she no prince
or even an Eddie? She was growing
tired of second hand romance; hope
fully. diffldently, she was beginning
to reach out for the real thing.
She stood up. lit the gas and studied
her face in the decrepit mirror. Yes;
most certainly her complexion was
better than Gertrude's. An unusually
pink and glowing complexion, she. in
all modesty, could say. And there
was something queenly about her
face; 1t wasn't sharp and pert, like
Gertrude's. Also, her collar bones did
not show, as Gertrude's unquestion-
ably did. Her figure, she had to ad-
NIT, was not the sort that can be
conveniently slung over a saddle: il
was much too generous and heroic
Of mold for that statesaue! That
was the word for it. She had seen
the word used in a movie title and
had taken 1t for her own.
Her eyes frightened as she turned
toward a chair in the corner where
lay new garments. to be donned for
the first time next morning. Sunday,
when she went to church and after
ward for a stroll up 9TH avenue. On
the morrow she was going to essay
new and daring role. She was go
ing to try TO be a fiapper
She was taking this step on the ad-
vice Of Gertrude Shultz, who had
said:
THE trouble with you, Tiny, is that
you're too up-stage. You act like you
thought you was a queen or some
thing. You got a RitZy smile that
don't fit on lower 7th avenue. You
ought to giggle and you ought to flap"
But" objected Winnie, "T don't
know how"
Jaw, all you need is the uniform"
she said
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