White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1929-11-15
GINGER ELLA
by Ethel H,.eston
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Ginger paraded back and forth be-
fore her mirrored reflection In q com.
plete ravishmeni Of delight GLOW
sumptuous-l mean, scrumptious," she
exulted. allow dignified ami 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 effect
But Ginger was not 70 be pleased.
"But we've got TO have veil, It
looks like nightgown, or anything
without VEIL"
"You must wear white gloves.
Wait" Miriam ran noiselessly to the
bathroom, and returned with pair
of shapeless white canvas ones which
Marjory KEEP, there IN reserve for her
lnfrequent 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 have 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.
"Glnger, 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 1t carefully
out the window to remove the dust.
Then, with nice regard for effective.
ness, she attached II by pins to the
wreath in Ginger's hair. Ginger trem-
bled with delight.
"Oh, Miriam-honestly-Pd marry
him myself. Think Of walking into
church like this"
"You must walk slowly and look
very sad. Brides always look sad
To keep from laughing, suppose"
Cant | have your white slippers,
Miriam?" Ginger cast disappearing
look at her clumsy old mules Mercyl
What-on-earth-"
Sudden discordant clamor pierced
the stiffness of the night, and brought
sudden pause to their mischief.
Ginger stopped in her peacock plum
ing, and tilted her small head under
the creamy flowers and the 6lmy cur
tain, listening intently. Downstairs,
Helen and Horace also heard the un.
accustomed uprOar, and went to the
front window TO Investigate Mr.. Tol.
liver heard 1t, and sat up In bed, won
dering, regretting his helplessness In
his own home. But his life With four
gay daughters had accustomed him to
accept strange experiences without
much question. and he subsidized quietly.
The mad medley of noises presently
detached itself into distinct and rec.
ognizable consonants There was an
overtone OF excited girlish laughter, q
chorus of admiring bass.
"Marjoryi"
The big car careened dizzily up to
the end of the fagslo one path. and
figures, many figures, dlsentangled
themselves from running boards, fend-
ers and hood. The dark shadow of
them surged across the lawn. and
standing out against IL, laughing, pale
silk, dull gold. with cream-whlte face
and arms gimmering In the moon
light. was Marjory. The wailing siren
mad fallen 10 sudden silence. only the
twanging discOrdancy OF the ukuIele
proclaimed her triumphant return.
"Oh, Margie." cried Helen, as she
ran to the door to greet her. "How
wonderfully How lovely"
Like moonlight Marjory tripped into
the dull old house. with her shadowy
train of admirers -glimmering moon
light
ITO BE CONTINUED.)