Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1930-10-06
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Celia Mitchell, IT, faces a new
life when she leaves the home In
Baltimore where she has lived with
her seamstress mother, Margaret
Rogers, to join her father. John
Mitchell, and her grandmother In
a stately New York dwelling.
The girl had not even kno- r
her father was living until the
day he came TO the Baltimore
apartment. Celia had supposed
Bob Rogers, her mothers second
husband, to be her father, Mitchell
offered Celia a life Of wealth and
Immediately everything changed
She left her mother, unaware that
Margaret Rogers was seriously III
and she left Barney Shields. young
newspaper photographer, who
swore that some day he and Celia
would be married.
She is lonely and III at ease in
the new home. Mrs. Thomas Mitch
ell. her aristocratic grandmother,
criticizes the girl. and outlines
training for her social career
Mitchell finds Celia in tears Later
that evening he calls a telephone
number and says, Evelyn. I mus
see you"
Now Go On with The Story
CHAPTER XIV
Evelyn Parsons boudoir was like
a turqoise jewel box In which the
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was set off as crafty as the jewel.
er designs settings for rare gems.
Mrs. Parsons was sitting at the
dressing table inspecting the CLASP
of a strand Of pearls.
Here, Rose, will you faster
these?"
The maid fastened the pearl:
about a throat which. under lang
light. failed to show a trace OF age
The jewels hung half way to Eve
lyn Parsons waist. They were per
feet. evenly matched pearls. and
as Mrs. Parsons was well aware
harmnized with her blond color
ing and added delicacy to h-r
mature charms.
That's all now. Rose"
The maid disappeared. Evelyr
Parsons drew the stopper from Z
heavy vial OF perfume. II was
heavy perfume. too-spicy. exotic
and sophisticated. Mrs. Parson,
touched her a lcbes. her lips and
finger tips with the scent.
Then she stood and surveyed
herself In the mirror. she smiled
at the familiar reflection. apprais-
ing and evidently satisfied with
each detail.
Evelyn Parsons was AZ years old
No n would have guessed her
over 80.
She was a rather small woman
She had a rounded prettiness OF
face and figure, and no ore ex-
cept Evelyn herself knew what II
cost to keep down that fatal hip.
lire to the measurement 1t which
II stayed. Constant diet. exercises
expensive massage.
1t was her golden hair. though
that vas always mentioned when
acquaintance spoke or that pref
~ Mrs. Parsons"
Tonight the cleaning tresse'
which defied time were drawn back
into a low knot. Her shoulders
and arms were creamy white
There were chin lines and tiny
c~riss-cross wrinkles about her blue
eyes which worried Mrs. Parsons
but the electric glow concealed
them.
EVELYN Parsons. who had beer
beautiful at IL. could still turr
heads in any public gathering
place.
Her smile persisted. II was !
shrewd smile reserved for those
strictly private occasions wher
Evelyn and the reflection in he
mirror communed together. Gen
orally az such times there was
man in the offing.
She was dressed In black chiffon
IL was a simple frock 50 far a!
ornamentation goes. Judged by line
and effect II was pure Paris. The
skirt. appearing 10 be the slimmes
possible covering about the hips
flared TO mysterious. bell-like pro.
portions before IL reached th'
floor. The bodice. seemingly M
lower than other evening gowns
conveyed implications all the NOR,
marked because OF the frock's de.
mure design.
EVELYN had bought the dress n
the French capital. nor had sh'