The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1926-08-07


from his forehead, over which 1t In
vafiably dropped again. His eyes
were . gray blue, and he wore large
tortoise shell trimmed glasses, which,
he said, having. put on for his paint.
Ing, he was later compelled to :!eaf
constantly.
They were not, specially becoming,
but Bunny contendede they lent dis
tinction to his face and gave him q
Bohemian look.
For the rest, Heath was average
sized, averaGs weight, and always
dressed in the perfection of good
taste ~ we'll as in the latest mode
Of tailorings.
HIS manner WAS always pheasant,
receptive, responsive and generally
charming. This, though hAbitual
with him, was looked upon by Bunny
q specially for her, and she was
rapidly becoming hts AFFECT slave
and adorer.
Heath saw this. Of course and tried
to stave' it off by GOODNESS and even
negligence toward the girl
bat Bunny disregsfded this and
blithefy went on falling in love with
neatness and dispatchs
"Come along. Bunny girl, they're
waiting for u.s." Heath said, trying
not to look too directly at her.
"Stay just minute she whis-
pered, stepping a bit nearer to him.
Just one little minute-to look at
the moon."
"Why, there isn't any moon.
child he exclaimed.
"There will be in minute. It's
Just going to risel-up out of the sea.
Oh, do wait for it. Do-dear--"
OF course, Perry had to meet the
occasion. He waited. Waited, with
Bunny in his arms. her sliw little
form held 50 close he could feel her
quick, startled breathing, could hear
her ecstatic little gasp& us she
nestled her chin in his cupped hand
that sought to raise her face to his.
But as the golden disk began to
show above the sen horizon, Myra's
voice sounded from the doorway:
"Come on in, you two - the even
ing's over"
They obeyed her summons, and,
returning To- the studio, found In
man mixing himself . nightcep and
Myra looking with deep interest at
IN old brown bottle she was holding.
She referred to big book on
glass and verified its exact status.
"Yes" she said, rAptfy. "it's all
right! Dyottsville Glass Works
PHILADELPHIA. it's gem! A
wonderful find!"
Hang your wonderful find" cried
her husband irritably. 1T amaxes
me. Myra. when YOU are 50 unenthu-
siastic over most things how you can
old glass, just because il is old.
have feeling for beauty, in any
form, but for q rotten old whisky
bottle-no!"
Myra. looked at him a few Sec
onds. without speaking, and then re.
turned her attention to the brown
bottle.
II love that particular stare my
wife gives me occasionally" Heath
said, addressing no one in partic.
u1ar.
"You shall have Il again, IL you
care for It SO much" Myra return.
ed. and gave him another look, this
time showing more definite trace
Of contempt.
"Come. come said Larry, "birds
in their little nests agree. Let up
on the pickering. il only to spare
your guests embarrassm And.
TOO, old scout, your pictures are no
more uniformly good than Myras
glass Junk. This isn't saying that
some Of them are not mnste rpieces.
but on the other hand"
"Shlt up growled Heath, "yours
are uniformly bad. you know. Well.
consistency's q jewell"
Larry knows more about color
than you do" said Myra, judicially.
speaking almost as II she was judg.
ing: an exhibition Of art.
Pooh. color Is my middle name,"
heath retorted. He was not miffed
at all, these alterations were Of
freqeunt occurrence. II wish -
goodness. Myra, you Ind n ibttie
sense Of color. Il might lead Won
TO see how a-touch Of It would inn
prove your pure. angel face. Your
lips are perfectly shaped. but too
'Psie. Your delicate but high cheek
bones would welcome q touch of'
rouge: and your ash blond eyebrows
are simply screaming for q pencill"
That's 50, N.Y." agreed Bunny. who
would have agreed with Perry had
ne said just the reverse. "Here's
my vanity box, have try at fl"
NO." said Myra, with her most
negative infection. my face Is per-
feet ~ it is"
Her assured tone robbed the word.
Of any seniblance. Of petty vanity.
II was rs II the Venus Of Milo had,
figure. Hoo.
| lnman laughed. "That.s true.
lsweetie." he said, ''bu4 Just "a an
experiment, I'D like to sec how you'd
map"
Ia 49,
sunny and. made a. IL to apply some
rouge to Myra's face, but che waved
nlm away with soft, slow move.
ment, Of her long whiteShand and
closed the . incident with her charac.
Bunny, sitting on tie arm 81
aeath'st chair. clasped her knee
while she swung q we'll dressed and
Impairment leg.
HSr own fass wGs. J. tfsftS over.
deeo!ated, but the RnriSh tints
couldn't hide the soft icveliness 81
ner natural complexion, and. though
her nose was white. % = clowns. e
.!as adorably impadent and bewitch-
She had tossed around her neck
2 nfmy scarf of American Beauty
ied and its deep tone brought out
pink throat and golden hair,
wish ! had cigaret-holder 20
m4tch this scarf" she said. "Can't
yon get me one, Perry? Doesnx
amber ever como In. deep redf
believe this IS my color-don,t Won 7"
She leaned over Heath. her saucy
faes near his own, and ~ her own
mcyement brought herself within. the
circle of his arm.
You 1T my shusbahd aiOne; Miss /
vampire" said MysA. with more
st1Iiss than she. Often showed.
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