The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1925-07-07
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BY Gilmore Meherin

By Gilmore Meherin
She said softly, as one vanquished;
ST have told you
at know" and eargerly: i
agreed didn't II"
They stopped before an impress
sive house of white stone set in the
midst of a great garden, very Or
derly in the front, but at the rear
widening in exuberant splashes or
color that scrambled up slopes and
were lost in the cool green OF shrubs
and trees.
Chickies breath caught with ex-
element: Barbara expects me?
Are you sure?"
"Well-you're not going to run
off on me now,-are you?"
She laughed: mo! ] just adore
visiting houses and gardens like
this"
She was in a tremble of curiosity.
Whitman led the way along a size
path. They entered the conseDVa-
tory. To the right Of this was a
long. secluded room, finished in dark
woods. It had an air Of peace and
twilight, a breath Of something holy
as in a quiet chapel There were
dim blue tapestries and murals with
poetic figures moving in a subdued
and yellow light.
Chickie thought it beautiful, yet
sad. She said this. Whitman smiled
"But you like it? I'm doing this
wing of the house over. have
fancy for decorating"
"Oh-so that's your talent"
He shrugged: Enough talent to
make me uncomfortable; not enough
to make me achieve.
'Rut this room seems alive. Love-
ly it seems to me-
He said slowly, with his head
turned from her: "It should be. L
was expressing here the most beau
tiful Some day I am going to tell
you what that is-some day I am
going to learn why it should be
sad
Chickie answered vaguely. but
with her heart humping: Are
your"
His hand reached out suddenly,
toucheing her like plea.
She was filled with uneasiness.
Then Babara sparkling with enthusi-
asm claimed her-taking her off to
show the wondrous things of her
trousseau, even then she was abb
sent minded. She thought with
dread: He thinks he loves me
OH"
Barbara said: Lee told you,
Chickie? You won't refuse-wtll
you?"
Chickie said: IT can't do other
wise. You can see that"
She shook her head with a flash:
at can't see it! What's more I
won't Lee and I went over every
bit of it-and it's just going to be.
We want your
Chickie smiled. She picked up a
nightgown of lavender silk, embroid-
cred on net-f1imsy as a cobweb. 1t
gave her a thrill touching it. There
were dozens, one more delicate than
the other. She said How is Paul."
Barbara closed her eyes: "A
DREAM" She began to tell Chickie
of the wedding plans. 1t was to be
in less than a month. Edith was to
be matron of honor. Well-Barbara
didn't mind as long as she insisted
on it, There would be six brides
maitland it was to be rainbow
affair-all color. Chickie should
wear blue or rose or palest green.
Which did she choose? She could
say first
They were discussing this. Edith
came in. She said with a gracious
languor: How are you, Miss
Bryce? Here, Babsie dear-I have
the precious box for you. Look at
It,"
1t was the wedding veil-pearl col
ored lace. 1t fell over Barbara S
hands shimmering and soft as sea
spray Barbara's eyes glowed.
Edith smiled Five years since 1
wore 1t. I went over your list,
Babsie-''
Please call me Barbara. I'm sus-
get affectionater'
The bright, high laugh: We've
decided, Babsie, dear, that four
bridesmaids is enough. You see,
Anita won't be here. learned that
today. She's going east. Well
you'll have to do with Myra and
Janette; Vera and Lucille-makes
it nice-two dark and two fair"
The wedding veil dropped sharply
from Barbara's hands. Her eyes
leaped She said, in voice throt-
tied with hurt and fury: Its my
wedding, Edith. III choose my own
attendantsp'
"You did, didn't you? I talked to
father. He believes four is quite
enough. Be careful of the veil, dear.
ComeouS again, Miss Bryce"
Barbara picked up the veil, her
hands trembling so that she couldn't
lay it in the folds. Chickie took it
fv0,o, UDon't fool SOrrU Par-