Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1928-01-19
The Make.Up.

~LARTssA COLE laid aside her
sewing with sigh. At about
that time Of the afternoon her
~ old friend, Jessie Bisscll, had
been wont To appear But to-
day she would not come, and Clarissa
knew the reason why.
They had had falling out II vas
a sorry thing for two old women who
had known and loved each other ever
since their school days To fall out.
Habit Is broken, the habit Of love, and
II we're easier To break ones arm.
Clarissa, indeed. wished she had bitten
her tongue rather than have said To
Jessie what she did.
She is sensitive and knew better
than to hurt her feelings. I'm afraid
she will never forgive me- C!ariSsa
thought.
She began TO sniff into her hand
kerchief. The handkerchief had Dorn
given to her by her old friend; they
were always exchanging gifts.
Thoughts Of their long friendship
thus idly shattered, tormented her
Tears rolled down her soft. faded
cheeks. She was an old woman az her
age one had no business TO tamper
with the eternal verities of life. The
sentence in a book that Jessie had
given her long ago.
Il am an old fool" she said. II wish
had bitten my tongue-out."
The long afternoon went By in ticks
OF the old tag the-Tall clock. All
Clarissa's things were old like herself
her house. her furniture her silver
Jessie's things were old too and much
OF the same quality Jessie intended 70
leave all her belongings when she was
through with them. 70 her nephew. Syl
Burnt. CiarisSa meant To leave her
possessions 10 her niece. Olive VIM
throp. The young people had been
brought together By the old ones. and
there had been some love-passages be-
tween them. when suddenly their backs
were toward each other. and each vas
looking in other directions.
No stability in that boy" Clarissa
had grumbled
That girl Is a fiirt." thus Jessie.
The Coles are steady as clocks" re-
torted ClariSsa.
And the Bissells are firm as rocks"
snapped Jessie
Then they had quarreled.
When the afternoon had quite gone
Clarissa made some tea and toast and
opened a glass OF marmalade. but she
had no appetite. Evening came and
she sat down alone. At 8 her next
door neighbor, Mrs. Gaines. came in.
Jessie been in today, ClariSSa?" she
asked.
No" Clarissa shook her head.
For mercy's sake? She isn't sick?-
NO"
What then? Oh. I know. You've
had tiff" Mrs. Gaines laughed in a
n rrrn e.
have 10 do all the naking-up, ClariSsa.
! know Jessie well enough 70 know that.
What vas II over?"
Well. If you must know. don't ap-
prove OF the way her nephew has treat
ed my niece"
i warrant it was as much which
as tother, Olive is born tease. But
L she fools Syl Burnt away she will
be sorry. Sy! is a fine lad"
Olive is a splendid girl
Olive is all right Shes pretty
TOO pretty for her Own good. Prettiness
makes girls awful vain sometimes"
Clar!Ssa vas silent.
When MIS-. Gaines went away she
got out her writing box, selected a
sheet OF paper. dipped her pen and
Jessie BiSsell. and il invited her 20 tea
the following afternoon.
She will receive IL on the noon
delivery tomorrow" she said 10 herself.
Flinging a shawl about her she wen,
out 10 slip the letter in the mail box.
She did not sleep much that night
Suppose Jessie should scorn the letter.
Il could hardly forgive her that"
faltered poor ClariSSa Still. IL isn't
our fault: we're neither OF us much
10 blame. It's those silly youngsters
/ suppose. though. that now Oily IS
through with Syl she'll never have
anything more 10 do with him. Or
he won't have anything more 70 do
with her. treated George Jackson
that way and I'm an old maid 10 pay
FOR il"
She began 20 think Of her old lover.
comfortably married FOR so many years,
and this made matters al the worse
Next morning ClaylSSA was very
nervous about the outcome Of her
letter When toward noon she saw the
postman coming down the street she