Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1928-11-15
That Kind of
a Girl
By ADELAIDE D. HUFF


uTllERE are thousands OF other
1 girls In your fix" said Mrs. Der
son soothingly. 'In fact, I've known
some girls who never had a beau In
their lives"
"And ever that doesn't make me a
bit the less lonely" said Lillian, dab
bling a moist handkerchief to her red
eyes. Il want beaux and fun and
happiness. | could have stood It If
John Nelson hadn't quit coming"
"Well, he didn't come long," Mrs.
Derson remarked, land it's over a
year since he quit. Surely, you didn't
fall In love In that short time"
HE came until he found out |
Didn't go In for petting, then he walked
OFF. They're all that way No use
telling me they aren't"
Lillian, you must be out Of your
mind." demonstrated Mrs. Derson.
Nothing else could make you talk the
way you do"
"But. mother, l did love him and
then the minute he tried anything
froze up like a prissy old maid and
he left me. Now, | can't stand this
little hole any more. | want to go
away where nobody knows me and try
again. I've earned my own living for
two years. Let me go, mother, do LEI
me go. I'm so wretched and lonesome
here"
IF you think 1t would make you any
happier to live In the city, | shant
interfere, DEAR" said Mrs. Derson, put
ting a sympathetic arm around her
daughters shoulders.
Once having gained her mothers
consent Lillian took little time in get
ting ready TO leave home. She bad a
friend, a girl chum she had met In the
business world, who had made her
promise that If she ever decided TO
leave home she would come straight
to Philadelphia to her and share her
apartment while getting a start, so II
was to Lucy Mehan that she went
"Got enough of the old town.
greeted Lucy without surprise.
IL guess | did. I'm SO lonesome !
could die"
well, well have TO hunt you up q
few beaux. That's what kills the blues
and, Lillian, don't be too stiff. It's
all right in a small town, but 1t doesn't
go here. Let's hurry through supper.
Some fellows are coming over this
evening. | want you to wear my green
%georgette. You'll look lovely In II
with your red hair"
They had hardly finished supper
when Harold Goodby and Joe Sum
mers and Lloyd Forester and a girl
came in. Lucy's baby living room was
the coolest thing with divans and soft
lights and incense laden air. Seduc-
tive was the word Lillian decided.
After the introductions Harold came
across and dropped on the divaD be-
side Lillian. He put a careless arm
around her shoulders and ~instinctively
she drew back. She hated herself a
second later but 1t was an involuntary
gesture. She had been Lillian Derson
too long.
"Say, Lucy, is your friend a fiat
tire?" called Harold.
NO." laughed Lucy from Joe's arms.
"She only likes to make believe"
1--WE got such a terrible headache"
Lillian a%pologized. l."
She burst into tears and rushed into
the tiny bedroom. What a fool she
was! She didn't think 1t would be
like that, but she just couldn't go 1t.
Now, II 1t had been John-her John
whom she adored.
After the guests had left Lucy burst
10 and gave Lillian a good lecture.
81 never was SO outdone," she ended
Mt last as she finished undressing and
snapped off the light.
Lillian cried herself to sleep and
the next day who should appear at the
door but John Nelson himself.
BE a SPORT" kept ringing In her
ears, as she greeted him.
"Oh, hello. john" she said non.
chalantly, as she led him to a divan
and dropped down beside him. She
put an arm around his neck and kissed
aim.
If l didn't know you SO well
Lillian" be said, after a moment Of
stupefaction, "Id swear you were fast
Quit this foolishness and be your owl
sweet little SELF"
"Foolishness !" Kissed Lillian wildly
Didn't you quit me when | wouldn'
60 In for petting? Didn't you dro]
me fiat? Then you've got the nerv'
to come here and lecture me for pet
ting. What do you wan anyway"
!, II want to take You home and pu
Some sense into your silly little heat
I had planned to 60 over TO your nous
lnd-ask you to marry me. Last yea
: when quit | thought-maybe you wer
, gettins-serious. | knew had nOtf
my Ia offer al the time. Just by Iuc