The Coolidge examiner., 1936-11-13


der golden-haired Psyche in white
Greek draperies; a cavalier in a
great gray-feathered hat, gray vel
vet small clothes with slashings of
ruby; tall slender dark girl in
balloon-like skirt of white muslin,
dappled with big orange dots !;
bands Of brown fur about her
wrists; mans silk hat on the
black hair which curled at the
neck. Another time a white-clad
Botticelli angel, carrying a golden
Tyre, hobnobbed with an Indian in a
magnificent flamingo-pink war bon
net and flaxen-bobbed ballet
dancer in many skirts of pale blue
tarletan.
/ kept calling Sylvia's attention
to these pictures. When she turned
her face up to mine, I could see
her eyes shining as though stars
were boiling up from the depths of
their blueness.
Once she said to me, "Oh. how
wish l had brought Dorinda
Belief"
Fortunately however, the right
reassuring idea occurred to me.
"Oh we couldn't have brought Do
rinda Belle" declared in a
shocked tone. Don't you see, Syl-
via, everybody would have known
Dorinda Belle. And then they
would have guessed who we are!"
THAT would be dreadful" Sylvia
whispered. 'Perfckly dreadful!
But I'll tell Dorinda Belle all about
it-every word of it,"
! Just at this moment there came
another entrance crash of the or
chestra.
There strobe into the room a
magnificent male figure, Roman
warrior of the period of julius
| Caesar. He wore short white
military tunic, overlaid with long
tabs of gilded leather; a golden
helmet; golden shoes. At his belt,
hung the short sWord-aS became
an officer, on the left side. The
costume was superb. The man
himself was equally superb with
his height, his shapeliness and the
bold, free carriage of his splendid
body. Only one man in Satuit could
have carried off that costume.
Even my imaginatively-led mind
registered his identity before Syl-
via said, Doctor Ace!" And then
the sword caught my eye. 1 rec
ognized it. The first time Ace Wis
tied Rome, he had had a Roman
short sword made for him.
/ Doctor Ace stood on that ruffle
of applause, calmly surveyed the
room. His eyes stopped on Sylvia
and me. The music started up. In
stantly he came over to our cor
ner, bowed before Sylvia. May l
have the pleasure of this dance,
senorita?" he asked. Sylvia arose
and stood before the gigantic
Roman warrior; a thrilled, trem-
bling little figure-like a little sill
very fountain which had burst
through the floor.
They danced.
When the music stopped, Ace
brought her back to my side. He
| bowed low before he left Thank
/ ha
Did you enjoy the dance,
lamb?" l asked Sylvia.
''Oh, Aunt Mary"
''Sh-sh-sh," 1 hushed her with a
conscious touch of melodrama.
Don't speak my name"
''Oh, l won't do it again." Sylvia
whispered. looking hastily about
her, her eyes dancing with inn
rortance. He tried and he tried
and he tried to find out who 1 was"
she went on Importantly. But I
would not tell him. He asked me
if l was Mrs. Groome." Sylvia S
sparkles burst through the inn
portance which had quieted her
| look.
Nina Broome was the tallest
| woman in Satuit-a little over six
feet.
II told him l wasn't" Sylvia
went on. And at first he wouldn't
believe me. Then he asked me"
Here Sylvia burst into a series of
silvery giggles. If I was Ellie
Dent"
Ellie Dent was the fattest woman
in Satuit-three hundred pounds the
conservative among US had
guessed.
Il told him 1 wasn't Ellie Dent!
And at first he wouldn't believe
me. And then he asked me"
Again she burst into giggles. If
was Tom Boylan."
Tom Boylan was the town drunk
an old man of an exaggerated
tallneSs and thinness.
Entrance music interrupted this
conversation.
There appeared in the frame of
the doorway the loveliest figure
that had yet entered the room. A
tall, 1.-the creature, young! Yes
with that aliveness she must have
been young; dressed as-mental-