The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-10-20
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On Thursday noon Cherry made Z
flying trip home, arriving in a taxi
piled high with bundles. With an i'm.
pcrious wave Of her hand, rs II taxis
were the most ordinary convenience
in 4 pampered life, she babe the
driver wait after he had lugged par
cells into the living room.
"Yoohoo. Faith! S'prise!" she call.
ed out gaily, as serene % II she had
net narrowly sidestepped disgrace the
night before. "HcIlo, Muggy, darl-
ing! Feeling better? brought you
bag Of the most marvellous black
figs! Just look Faith" she began
to tug at the cords Of the bundles.
"cretornc! Yards and yards of it!
The furniture and the curtains look
so absolutely hopeless against this
gorgeous new wallpaper, that ] sim
ply couldn't stand it. Like it?" she
caught up = fold Of the cretonne and
displayed It like an expert salesman.
Against an ivory white background
jungle foliage, brilliant plumagcd
parrots and exotic flowers rioted in
a blaze Of COLOR.
wont slip covers for the davcn.
port made out of this gorgeous stuff
simply transform it," Ahc went on
brcathlcssly, rs II she did not see
the cloud that had settled on Faiths
tired face. "And we can cover the
cushion Of the old wicker chair with
It and make new. curtains"
"You don't mean wc," Faith inter
rupted with quiet bitterness. "You
mean | can. You must think I'm
mad of iron or steel, with ten pairs
Of hands. Cherry"
Get Aunt Hattie to help you,"
Cherry suggested airily. "Just four
pairs Of curtains-for living room
and dining room-and the slip COW
ers and cushions. You can just run
them right up ON the machine. And
oh, look, / bought some cans Of paint
and lacquer. That old wicker chair
is too horrible for words. Dad or
Junior can give it coat of this black
lacquer paint and trim it with red.
Won't that be- stunning! And here's
an unfinished side table with . book
trough that you can paint with the
black and red lacquer. We can put
my Tennyson and your two volume
Shakespeare think lcathcf-bound
books look swell in q living room,
don't you-and that set Of Michael
Arlen that Bill Warren gave me for
Christmas. Books make . room look
500 highbrow, don't you think p
She cooked a bright, ,untroublcd
topaz eye ut Faiths frowning face as
she shucked the brown paper wrap
pings from the cheap piece of white
pine furniture. Junior or Dad can
paint this, If you haven time, darl-
ing. do want everything to look
spiffy for tomorrow night. Please be
good sport and help me, Faith"
whats all this about Friday
night" Mrs. Lane demanded, testing
the quality of the cretonnc between
wctted forefinger and thumb.
"S,prise!' Cherry patted her moth
er's hand: "And Faith. II you have
time, darling, You might wash and
iron the collars and cuffs on Muggy's
blue foulard. Sne's got to be ali
dressed up for Cherrys surprise
party! Gotta 80 now. darlings. Please
be nice, Faith!" she flung her |arms
about her sisters stiff. anyielding
kiss on her stcrn-set mouth.
When she had gone. Faith threw
herself upon the shabby old davcn.
mort. with its worn red velvet cush.
ions. and began to weep stormily.
NVWs WIsAk ia the WOTlO the mat.
ter with your her mother demanded,
coming to bend over her. "You use
the parlor as much as Chcrry--or
nearly as MUCH, If you've got to jerk
me up on every thing say-and I
should think you'd be glad she
spends her hard-earned money TO fix
It up. Not word Of thanks ont of
you-just stood there, lookinI like
you could bite nails in two, and IL
looks could kill-well, the poor little
thing. tryin' SO hard to make q good
shown with her friends, would be