The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1925-07-08
Her Part in
wedding Bellies
By VERIcK SHALLMAR
(@ by Western Newspaper Union.)

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tain garments upon the rack of her
wardrobe trunk The garments were
those of a widow, a very Partisan,
smart little widow to be sure, but
Lila, to her friends knowledge, had
never been married.
"Got an idea. Ever have oneY'
! laughed Lila. 81 didn't have any
vacation last year so I've got whole
month this year. And If all goes we'll
I'm never coming back to this moth
balled old town where I've lived all
my life. I'm going to get transfer"
"Oh, a job in Californian" smiled
Rose.
"No, unless you call husband a
| job" confessed Lila. "LOok here,
Rose, we just go around and round in
the same circle. If we do meet any
body worth while from outside, we
don't get second look. Oh, we're
young enough and pretty enough!"
"Thanksv'
Keep the tip! Who does get the
to-be-continued looks? The young
widow. of course. Unknown, mys-
ferrous, camouflaged widow! Look at
that little Mrs. Andrews, and Mrs.
Harlowe, with the baby face and the
full-grown past!"
Rose caught the idea. Eyes, and
that flashy little lavender widow from
New Orleans last winter. Remem-
ber?"
Certainly. didn't play the part
OF that clinging-vine young Widow
Pellew in Wedding Bellies for the
Shriners last month for nothing"
Rose recalled her roommate's dainty
figure enhanced by misty floating wells
and crisp black frills "You were the
nit of the whole show" she acknowl-
edged.
II always could wear black" Lila
said, glancing in the mirror at the
delicate inky line of her brows.
Rose, every mans a sob artist at
neart," Lila went on. "a helpless lit
tie widow, heart-broken, lonesome,
reaching out for something
Someone" corrected Rose.
Gets their immediate attention."
continued Lila. "She's a contrast
from all this athletic, trouser-wearing,
Eey-give-me-a-ligh stuff that most
young girls pull nowadays"
"All millionaires in favor of young
widows say aye" Rose sang out.
"Ah, the eyes have it!'
Nobody knows me at the San Gle
mente," said Lila. land widows don't
Y,civ OH
money to last month. Rose, I'm as
desperate as Jesse James. I won't
fail !"
Lila" Rose said, 81 hear millions
paging you!"
And so did Lila herself when she
sped away on the Sunny California
Limited the next day-millions of
doubts
Mrs. Amboy-Meredith, the apparent
~ wealthy society matron with the
bourgeois habit of introducing clever
people to smart people, in reality
paid chaperon hired by the shrewd
San Clemente management, made
mental note as the stylish and lovely
Mrs. Lila Pellew-Pitt registered, TAX
Ing modest but pleasantly situated
single-roOm suite
Lila was lovely, she was mysterious
and she had shy smile.
Half of her vacation fed by on
gilded wings and Lila more than real
lied her ambition to meet new and
eligible men. She gathered proposals
as other women gathered sea shells,
and yet she considered her plan had
failed
And then gay handsome headstrong
Dick Brenden appeared and Lila real
lied how little money can count for.
Not that Dick didn't have any. He
had enough, but LILA knew she would
have loved him had he been bell
hop.
Two more weeks. Then a certain
night upon the beach, golden moon
gliding the sands, distant music, whis-
pering waters and the magical music
Of pounding pulses and leaping hearts,
the magic that depends upon neither
moonlight nor music nor the glamour
of gold, the magic of youth and love-
Il can't marry you, Dick" Lila
heard herself saying very low. Ct
I've deceived you. I'm not what pre-
tended to be, widow" Richard
grew visibly pale and gulped
"You you mean you're - you're
married?" he asked.
"No, no." cried Lila. "I'm only"
II don't care who you are or what
you are. I love you," Dick said.
"Pm only a typist," Lila rushed to
explain. 'I've never been married in
my life. My names only Lila Pitt.
Every man seemed so crazy about
widows that I thought-You are,
Dickl
''rd be crazy about you, Lila, II
you were widow for the third time,
you-you pretender!"
II got the idea from a part, Mrs.
Pellew. played in"
wedding Belles!' I know, Lila,
l wrote the blamed thing. To find out
II widows were the peach of every
mans eye. Then vice versa there
might be chance for widowersl"
''Oh, Dick!"
"Sorry, dear, but I pretended, too.
I've two wonderful kiddies with my
sister. Guess that let's me out I"
"Dick Brenden, if you don't marry
me soon the hoteln let me out. My