The Hardin tribune-herald. [volume] (Hardin, Mont.) 1925-1973, 1935-01-25
PART TWO

If that's cynical, we hasten to quail
ify it: to substitute ''as long as there
are some women in the world" Miss
Truelove, for instance, hadn't seen the
announcements and certainly wouldn't
have tried to trap anyone into spend
ing all that money on her II she had.
For Miss Truelove the thirty-first Of
December represented, or appeared to
represent, another morning in the
schoolroom, another afternoon in the
Park, lonely evening while the fiji
teen servants junketed and the adult
members Of the family Jared forth: and
then bed, and-if she didn't sleep, or
were awakened by ia hooting and
footing and screeching and jangling
which would offer her very little prom
ise or hope.
That's what it all seemed like to Miss
Truelove as the dull day slipped slug
gishly past, and that's how it still
struck her at seven o'clock, as she sat
in the schoolroom under a small, with
ering spig of mistletoe- darned one
of 1nez Allison's stockings, though it
wasn't technically her duty, but if
she didn't Con this night of nights)
it was quite positive that nobody else
would.
At ten minutes past seven, however,
there was rush and scamper and
whoop from without, and in dashed
Miss Rosalie Allison, in silken kimono,
and she said: "Oh, I say, say, say!
Oh, Miss Truelove! Oh, you must come
to the rescued"
So Grieselda stood up, and said: Eyes,
of course, Miss Allison. What do you
want me to do?"
"Oh, Miss Truelove, it's too sickening,
but Jonquil Holdsborough has just
rung up to say she's got foul cole,
and her mothers absolutely brutal and
won't let her out, and I've been on to
everyone can think of but they're all
going to parties already or else they're
in the country, and we can't be an odd
number or waste the place, so you will
come, won't you? I mean, Mummie
says you must!"
"Oh, but you've got to, Miss True
love. You know you're not doing any,
thing else. ''I'n lend you something
that's all right. And you've got that
lucky hair that never needs waving
I'll make you," said Rosalie, generously
and extensively, "look absolutely unrec-
ogniZable!"
Griselda wanted to stay where she
was, to have supper brought up to her
on tray to read a book, to go to bed
Yet an inner voice said: What an in
teresting and ambitious young woman,
to be sure!" Having sneered like this,
IL o1cn rnY,oi,oIoI I,of e1, I,oJ x,yt
received an invitation so much as a
command. She said: But your mother
can't really -"
"Oh, come on!" said Rosalie. "Of
course you're coming!"
So at about twenty minutes past
eight a mechanical cavalcade set off
from the Allison's house and sped to-
ward the Serene Hotel. Griselda &C.
cupied one of the smaller seats in her
employers largest car, a dumb or at
any rate mute young gentleman was be-
side her, while Mr.. and Mrs. Allison sat
opposite and bickered gently as they
rolled along.
"Of course" said Mrs. Allison more
than once, you'll enjoy it when you get
there. Now don't be so absurd, Her
bert" She also told the mute young
gentleman that her husband was al
ways like this, though it appeared
doubtful whether this made things cas-
Ter for anybody. Griselda thought:
How extraordinary! I believe I'm sorry
for them already. But perhaps it's just
because they're feeling tired and hun
cry"
If so, Ministreli was more than pre-
pared to deal with the second form OF
suffering, for there were seven courses
on his gala menu. As for fatigue. he