Western news and the Libby times. [volume] (Libby, Mont.) 1920-1933, 1933-04-20
A Little Thing Like
Clothes
By JESSIE DOUGLAS
@, by Mcclure Newspaper Syndicate.
WNU Service

THAT" said Tom Winshlp. knock
ing the ash from his cigarette,
lis the primmest girl In this town."
They both looked after the retreat
ing figure of Daisy Miller. dressed 80
neatly In her blue serge. with black
hat that was meant to cover, not
adorn. the red-brown hair.
IF you give me a month could
have that girl so dead In love with
me that any one could see 1t !" Arthur
Baldwin offered
You've lost already, and I'll put ten
on 1t, Art"
Daisy Millers heart beat very fast
as she washed the dinner dishes. She
had really not seen anything of Arthur
Baldwin since they were In high school
together; she had thought less Of him,
and yet tonight he had telephoned her
TO ask permission to come over to
see her.
Il don't see why he should want to
see me" she thought, Il can't under
stand" and yet she was flattered and
she felt new glow In the dullness OF
the gray days and an escape from mo-
notony.
In her own room she surveyed her
wardrobe critically. The gray challis
was beyond redemption and her best
| crepe needed a patch under the arm;
| the only thing left was what she had
on. the blue serge dress that had new
er been anything but useful.
Again she felt that strange new ex-
element when the bell wheezed and
she opened tf4eSytfooT 80 siif4tllssar s Bald
win. He stood a moment In the hall
retaining her hand.
| Il am glad to see you. DaIsyl' he
said, scrutinizing her white face.
There was an awkward silence for
moment after he had seated himself
In the comfortable living room In the
big chair across from Mr.. Miller.
How're you getting on with your
law" Mr.. Miller inquired.
Arthur Baldwin found himself In the
clutches OF that inveterate old talker,
and he listened to drowsy reminiS-
cences Of the SOS, while he fdgeted In
his chair.
I When at last he said good night he
admitted 1t was one Of the dullest eve
nIngs he had ever spent and quite nm
successful except for his last remark
to Daisy.
you certainly have wonderful hair,
Daisy" he said as he took her hand
In the hall as he left.
He smirked to himself az he remem
bered the slow. almost painful fusf
that touched her cheeks.
I'm old enough to know better,
Daisy thought the next morning Al sh,
scanned the paper; but new infec
tion In the air had caught her and Shit
explained to her father briefly that she
was going to the city.
1t must have been the hair that die
1t, but Daisy was unable to resist !
hat that looked altogether allurini
In one Of the smartest shops on Fiftf
avenue.
But the hat made her suit look ever
older than ever; and Daisy plunged
She gasped when she saw herself Ii
the new suit with Its long, slim line
and It's delicious golden brown color
with bewitching hat. But how shabb.
, her shoes looked.
AS very last touch she bought her
self new pair.
eth take me years to save 1t Al
again." Daisy thought shame-facedl,
"All the money that put by for
/ rainy day T.
She settled herself down by TIL
! window In the train, feeling In her ne'
clothes that she was too notlceabl,
She prayed that she would meet u
one she knew. She moved over to
very margin OF her seat as big ma
sat down beside her; he looked at he
casually and. then cried. why, Ii
isn't Daisy Miller!"
: j; Il used to be Bill when we were
school together" he laughed.
! Daisy looked up at him; perhaps
was the new hat, perhaps 1t was til
consciousness of that smart suit, VI
!. there, was d charm about that sh
J bird-llke glance that touched Villa
Armstrong.
! Just come back to civilization" |
: explained. I'm going to surprise N
people. It's long run from Arlzof
to New York p
: How wonderful" Daisy exclaIms
softly. I've always thought that W,
about the most interesting place
live" then for some unaccountab
reason she blushed.
Not for your kind !" Armstrong 50
gruffly.
lie touched tentatively the rich Fl
on her coat.
|, "Oh, this Y said Daisy with disdai
| "As If clothes matter !"
| "When a girls as pretty as you al
Daisy. guess you're right" he So
heartily.
.srd like to drop In and talk with "
about Gods countryl" he said as
l wrunr her hand In farewell