The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1929-10-11

held their breath as Miriam lifted the
soft folds over Ginger's sleek little
head.
Ginger posed with great dignity be-
fore the mirror, practicing slow
bridal step.
"Oh. Ginger, It is lovely. Why.
really, you're quite pretty"
Ginger paraded back and forth be-
fore her mirrored reflection In COM
plete ravishment of delight "How
sumptuous-l mean, scrumptious." she
exulted allow dignified am Why.
| look as old as Helen. oh. | wish we
had a VEIL" Her face fell disap-
pointedly.
Unfortunately, the family finances
had not yet admitted of the purchase
of that ultimate bridal accessory.
Look In Helen's drawers, Miriam.
She must have something You can't
get the effect without VEIL"
Miriam obligingly ransacked the
cedar chest, the dresser drawers, but
in vain. She did produce however a
small circlet of creamy white flowers
saved from the hat of !" previous
summer, and these she twined prettily
on Ginger's head, admiring the effecs.
But Ginger was not 20 be pleased.
"But we've got 70 have veil, 1t
looks like nightgown. or anything.
without a VEIL"
"You must wear white gloves.
Wait" Miriam ran noiselessly to the
bathroom, and returned with pair
of shapeless white canvas ones which
Marjory kept there ir reserve for her
infreQuent turns of busting. She
tucked these effectively into Ginger's
hand, but Ginger would not be dis
tracted from the quest
Miriam, think-we must nave some
thing Look The curtains !"
Forgetting the sacred gown, she
swung herself lithely up to chair by
the window, but was quickly drawn
from danger of disaster BY her sister.
"Ginger, be careful. Come away
I'll get it."
Balancing herself Oh the chair, she
removed one of the long thin curtains
from the rod, and shook II carefully
out the window to remove the dust.
Then, with nice regard for effective
ness. she attached it by pins to the
wreath in Ginger's hair. Ginger tremll
bled with delight.
a0h. Miriam honestly-I' "
him myself Think of walkp
church like this. :,
'sYou must yak sloyiy "a |0A{
very sad. BIfdes always look sad
To keep from laughing, suppose"
"Can't ! have your white slippersb
Miriam" Ginger cast Disappointing
look at her clumsy old mules. Mercy
What-on-earth-"
Sudden discordant clamor pierced
the stiffness of the night. and brought
a sudden pause to their mischief
Ginger stopped in her peacock plum
ing, and tilted her small head under
the creamy flowers and the filmy cur
tain, listening intently Downstairs.
Helen and Horace also heard the I'M
accustomed uproar, and went TO the
front window 10 investigate. Mr. Tol-
liver heard it, and SAT- up in bed. won
dering, regretting his helplessness Ia
his own home. But his life With four
gay daughters had accustomed him to i
accept strange experiences without
much question, and he subsidized quietly.
The mad medley of noises presently
detached itself into distinct and rec
equitable consonants. There was an
overtone of excited girlish laughter, /,
chorus Of admiring bass. {
"Marjory!"
The big car careened dizZily up q
the end of the flagslone path, AMI
figures, many figures, disentangle
themselves from running boards, fend
ers and hood. The dark shadow d
them surged across the lawn, AMI
standing out against 1t, laughing, pal
silk, dull gold. with cream-white fad
and arms glimmering in the moor
light. was Marjory. The wailing sire
had fallen 10 sudden silence, only til
twanging discOrdancy of the LkuIel
proclaimed her triumphant return.
sob, Margie," cried Helen, as ST
ran to the door to greet her. "Ho
wonderful How iovelyl"
Like moonlight Marjory tripped iuiW
the dull old house. with her shA
train of admirers-g!immering,
light.
(To BE CoNTINUED.)