The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1931-04-14

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other booths.
The grounds Of the Willis home,
where the garden party was being
held, we're surrounded by q tall
hedge, slleltering it from the street.
On the grassy front lawn a dozen
tiny awning-covered booths had
been erected.
Girls and young women in fancy
dress costumes we're selling cut
flowers. potted plants, and garden
accessories. Two others in white
sailor uniforms with tiny white caps
at absurd angles we're carrying great
punches of blue, gold, and crimson
balloons. Here and there single
balloons, bobbing in the distance,
attested to sales.
It had been a warm day. The
sun still shone brightly, but now a
breeze was stirring. The light COL
ors Of the women's and children's
costumes gave the scene a festive
look.
At the left was the tea pavilion
with its wide striped awning, where
tea and iced drinks we're being
served. Young girls dressed in
white moved about among the men
and women who sat in the shade
of beach umbrellas. Beyond at the
rear Of the house was the famous
Willis rose garden.
Shall we have tea now or look
at the roses7" Abbie asked
gypsy said she was eager to see
NJ the flowers. They followed a
fagstone path to the arched gate
way. Crimson rambler roses fes-
TONED the entire arch.
Within was a formal garden, at
the center of which was fountain
with two childish figures nodded
in bronze. Paths led to either side
and toward the fountain.
Bordering the walks and arranged
in regular groups were shrubs and
bushes loaded with fragrant BIOS
SONS. There were red roses, pink
ones, white ones. Massed about the
central fountain we're tall bushes
bearing great crimson rosettes.
In two smaller groups on each
side exotic tea roses shading from
pink to clear yellow nodded gently
in the breeze. Old-fashioned gar
den flowers mingled with the roses,
but their scent was lost in the pre-
dominating fragrance. There seemed
to be roses everywhere.
Men and women in groups strolled
about the paths. Gypsy was amazed
and delighted. She never had seen
so many flowers. 1t was $50 when
they finally returned to the tea pa
vilion.
Now the crowd was thinning out.
Gypsy surveyed her neighbors.
There were one or two whom she
had met earlier in the afternoon.
Ellen Wallace and Marcia were not
in sight.
She followed Abbie to table
where they were joined presently
by two older women. The CONVEX
sation was chiefly about what a
great success the fete had been. 1t
had all been because of the weather.
The committee was assured of
funds enough to buy the hospital
linen. Gypsy only half heard what
they were saying. At last she and
Abbie rose and said goodby.
jim was at home when Gypsy ar
rived there. For some reason that
evening she could not bring her
self to tell him she had met Mar
cia.
She spoke of the rose garden,
mentioned others she had talked
with, but all the while Gypsy her
self was thinking about Marcia
Phillips. She was thinking how
beautiful Marcia had looked.
Less than twenty-four hours were
to pass before the two girls met
again. Gypsy was returning from
a trip to buy the days supplies. Pat
trotted on ahead on his leash.
AS they turned a corner Gypsy
saw a slender girl in a gray knitted
suit coming toward her. 1t was
Marcia, hatless, with nothing to
conceal the glory of her sleekly
golden hair. Marcia was walking
slowly. At once she recognized
Gypsy.
Good morning" she said, smiling.
Il think we met yesterday at the
garden party. I'm Marcia Phillips. p"
EYES," Gypsy answered. "I re-
member you. It's beautiful morn
ing to be walking"
isn't it2 May I join you? Aunt
Ellen insists I must get out for ex-
'ercise, but I've always hated doing
things because they're good for me.
You live near here, don't you?"
Gypsy nodded toward the Wal
lace house half way down the
block 1.-THE fourth house down, -
she said.
There was no sign from Marcia
that she recognized the place.
"Then we're neighbors," Marcia
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