The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1933-04-21
A Little Thing Like
Clothes
By JESSIE DOUGLAS
G. by Mcclure Newspaper Syndicate
WNU Service


They both looked after the retreat
ing figure of Daisy Miller. dressed so
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 it 70 Arthur
Baldwin offered.
You've lost already. and I'll put ten
on it, Art"
Daisy Miller's 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.
i don't see why he should want to
see me-" she thought, - can't under
stand" and yet she was fiattered 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 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-
eir xr-ho
she opened the door to Arthur Bald
win. He stood a moment In the hall
retaining her hand.
Il am glad to see you, Daisy !" he
said, scrutinizing her white face.
There was an awkward silence for
a 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 fidgeted in
his chair.
ASA 80 AeASS nc SaA0 9OOO A4sAt AC
admitted it was one of the dullest eve
nings he had ever spent and quite I'M
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 as he remem-
bered the slow. almost painful flush
that touched her cheeks.
I'm old enough to know better"
Daisy thought the next morning as she
scanned the paper; but q new infec-
ton in the air had caught her and she
explained to her father briefly that she
was going to the city.
1t must have been the hair that did
il, bur Daisy was unable to resist a
hat that looked altogether alluring
in one of the smartest shops on Fifth
avenue
But the hat made her suit look even
Older than ever; and Daisy plunged.
She gasped when she saw herself In
the new suit with its long, slim lines
and its delicious golden brown color
with bewitching hat. But how shabby
her shoes looked.
AS very last touch she bought her
self new pair.
It'll take me years to save Ii all
again." Daisy thought shame-facedly.
-An the money that | put by for
rainy day."
She settled herself down by the
window in the train. feeling In her new
clothes that she was too noticeable.
She prayed that she would meet no
one sne knew. She moved over to
very margin of her seat as a big man
sat down beside her; be looked at her
casually and then cried, "Why, IL it
isn't Daisy Miller"
Il used to be Bill when we were In
school together" he laughed
Daisy looked up at him; perhaps it
was the new hat, perhaps 1t was the
consciousness of that smart suit, yet
there was q charm about that shy,
bird-Iike glance that touched William
Armstrong.
Just come back to civilization" he
explained. I'm going to surprise my
people It's long run from Arizona
to New York! ~
How wonderful" Daisy exclaimed
softly. I've always thought that was
about the most interesting place to
live" then for some unaccountable
reason she blushed
mot for your kind !" Armstrong said
gruffly.
He touched tentatively the ricn fur
on her coat
..Oh. thisl !" said Daisy with disdain.
las If clothes matterr'
when a girls as pretty as you are,
Daisy. | guess you're rightI" he said
heartily.
I'D like to drop In and talk with you
about Gods country he said as he
wrung her hand In farewell
That was why two days later Daisy
Miller. answering the telephone, said
softly:
I'm sorry. Mr.. Baldwin, but 1 have
another engagement tonight"
Congratulations Tom Winship
cried, holding out his hand TO his bet
ting partner. when II comes to q
ady-killer. Ar, | must admit you
never fail" He pointed jeering finger
to the notice printed in the evening
paper
The engagement Of Miss Daisy Mil
Ter to Mr.. William Armstrong of Tue
son, Ariz-. was announced -"
Lumber From Olympic Peninsula
Timber totaling about 1,000.O00,000
feet has been taken from the Indian
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