Western news and the Libby times. [volume] (Libby, Mont.) 1920-1933, 1933-01-05
Slippers of Destiny
BY JUNE WATSON
g by Mcclure Newspa par Syndicate.
WNI Harvice


y AYM0ND found the package on his
table when he went up TO dress
for-the Trimmings dance. He had
@Ylought that be would give up dane
Jngrbut this was particular occa.
sion. Billy Flemhhlng having a birth
lay and his. wife insisting on a real
pld-time party.
So Raymond had hied him to his
favorite shoe shop and been fitted to
dancing pumps, and the oblong box
testified to their arrival at the last
minute. Raymond dressed Teisfrely,
and when he had finished he united
the oblong box and opened 1t.
There he stopped aghast Instead
OF pair of shiny patent leather
pumps, he found nesting In the white
tissue paper tiny pair OF hlgh-heeled
slippers. frivolous cloth of gold trifles
that gffstened In the light
Hang It all-ef course can't wear
these" he told the world In a COM
planning tone. ="Of all the absurd mis-
takes-well, Mrs. Billy you can count
one dancing man out He put the
little slippers away In his chiffonier.
smiling at them as he did so. Some
dttle fluffy thing might be signing Or
those very slippers, but she could not
help smiling at sight of his new and
shining pumps when they reached her
mot dancIng?" asked Mrs. Billy,
frowning at him.
He told her that hacking dancing
shoes. he had ordered them and been
disappointed In their delivery
"You are like poor Nellie Warren
she says she received an enormous
pair of mems shoes instead of her own
she Is wearing an old pair and Is AS
cross as can be. Go find her and
dance with her. fellow sufferers should
console each other"
Raymond skirted the dancers and
found place comfortable for wall
flowers. He wondered which girl
would prove TO be Nellie Warren. He
rather liked her name. simple and I'M
assuming. but she would have been
splendid In gold slippers if
eiHta watching theadaneing feet
Of the girls, noting the dainty foot
gear until his eyes were dazzled with
the procession of silver and colored
ones. Then he started. for tripping
along In perfect time to Billy Elem
ming's pondernus feet. were tiny
pair Of shabby gray slippers-they
were emergency shoes, he knew, for
they were worn with golden hued silk
hose and golden tissue frock.
The girl herseff-hn caught glimpse
Of dark. beWitching face. golden
hued eyes, flash Of rose color In
cheeks and lips, and she was gone
She might not be hts Cinderella of the
slippers. but she was undoubtedly a
wonder-gIrl.
.Hello" beloved Flemming's voice
beside him. do take care OF Miss
Warren Raymond. Arch Raymond
you've heard of him. Nellie. can't
dance tonight because he hasn't any
shoes. am called away to the
phone" He drifted away into the
crowd and Raymond smiled down at
the wonder-girl whom Fate had set
to him.
"Arent you going to dancer she
asked MS her little feet kept time to
the allurlng music.
He glanced down at his feet. II
might try--Im clumsy beggar at my
best" he apologzed.
"Such a pity" she said teasingly after
awhile MS they paused for BREATH III
you only had the stunning pair OF
patent leather pumps that came to me
Instead Of my own darling golden
khoes-you couldn't dance Bit better
than you do"
| is that compliment or otherwise7"
IT Isn't otherwiseI" she laughed.
Later In the evening they had
danced together so often that people
were smiling Indulgenfly at Arch Ray
mond Ills appearance at dance was
mark Of signal triumph for his
| hostess. and thnf he should be wor-
shipping at the shrine of penniless
Nellie Warren was social triumph
for the girl.
They had supper together. and when
the huge birthday cake was cut, II
was Nellie Warren who found a ring
| In her slice. five had the most de-
iightful time" she sighed as they said
| good night.
Il shall never forget It," he said
grayely. "and perhaps, tomorrow you
| will let me come and bring Clnderella's
slippers"
lyon had them?" she gasped.
He nodded milne went to yon. and
yours to me. II lind not seen YOU
he stopped. for he was saying too
much for short acquaintance.
II may conner he asked instead
"Of COURSE am staying with the
| Flemmings.
So he went home--back to his rooms
where the golden, slippers were locked
In his chffonIer Suppose he did take
them out Of their wrappings and rev
erently kiss each bit Of glistening gold
were they not the shoes OF destiny
had not their owner danced her way
into his heart? And she-had not
their ewes met?