The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-09-22

, Aunt Hattie, and tears were CULVER
ing on her eyclashes. But when she
went into the living room, to place
the flowers on the library table, she
stood for long minute before the
old-fashioned pier glass that reached
almost to the ceiling, and which, be-
| cause of its usefulness in dressmak-
ing. Faith had refused to sell, ut
Chcrry's request.
She saw her tall, splendid body
| with eyes that had been opened BY
| George Fruits appreciation. Cher
rvs tiny, elfin-likc figure, the SUI
Hremc expression Of flappcr beauty,
! Had made Faith feel awkward and
almost grotcsqucly large, although
/, she was only five feet five inches tall
and weighed hundred and thirty
five pounds-thc correct weight for
her height.
Clasping her hands behind her
head. she revolved slowly before the
mirror, observing, with shy but UNI
ashamed eyes, the sculptured per-
lection Of her strong, round, white
arms, the long, graceful line Of neck
(, melting into sloping, erect shoulders:
the swell of high. firm, pointed
breasts under the straight front of
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the gracious, curving sweep of back
into waistline, defined by the wide,
starchcd belt; the long. splendid
curve Of the thigh, the straightness
and rounded slcnderness of her
calves and ankles; the high arched,
aristocratic narrOwness of her feet,
which not even scuffed old brown
Oxfords could hide.
| Exultation flooded her heart. She
+, would never again be ashamed of her
body, carry it .awkwardly, APOLOGIZE
cally. God had meant women to
look like that-sturdy, strong, fit for
motherhood. At the thought, color
dyed her cheeks again, but her eyes
were luminous with this sudden
vision of what life held in store for
her, when she raised them to study
her face.
| The warm, creamy tint of her
chceks-they just escaped being
olive-was deepencd by that tide Of
color that had swept up out Of heI
heart. but her wide lips were rather
pale.
Il need just the right kind of Lin
rouge, she whispered to herself
"And I'm going to get it, no matter
what it COSTS"
Her large, calm brown eyes. lu.
Nitrous now with new vision, looked
ut her steadily, serenely, from under
the level, dark brows that Cherr,
had suggested that she pluck to al
, arched, hair-thin line. If only hel
, nose were thin-nostriled, aristo
cratic, straight, AS it should hav'
been to match her face and her body
. Il hate you, you squdgy, soft oil
thing!" She pokcd ut her round
tipped, indefinite. characterless nos
with an angry forefinger.
! "What you doin' in here SO long ?
2 Aunt Hattie demanded from the door
way. II finished dryin' the dishc
and put 'em away. Let's git hus
: tie on now and see how quick "
: can git this house cleaned ur
, Where's your MAJ i
, "She's in her roonn lvir" aowr
She has sick headache" Faith ex
2 planned.
e II guess that's the same sick head
t ache She has always had when
come to spend the day." Hattie Ian
' chuckled. "Txke your flowers in t
= show her. That'll give her. some
? thing to think about"
y An hour later the grizzlcd gra
r head and the sleek brown one wer
q bent over a fashion book.
h "Here-loVk at this! Bet YOU
s look swell In this!" Aunt HAITI
pointed = triumphant. skinny fore
e. The pictured dress, Of the sam
soft yellow at Faiths material, VA
y sleeveless, with a long waist lin.
i the bodice, falling sin loosel
:, blopsed effect, being Joined to tn
: full, .flaring short skirt with sol