The Wyandotte herald. (Wyandotte, Mich.) 1879-1943, 1939-03-10
OLD FASHIONED
GIRL
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HUCE GORDON ytas treated
* 10 the surprisest his young
life when he a,5 ally found
out what sort Of girl Naomi
Fairchild was. OF cod ,t he knew
she was pretty-that as one Of
the things his eyes wsfs supposed
to find out.
He had heard his moF9,er and sis
ter and his sisters gil. chums say
she was pretty, ard i.aally they
qualified such an opink3n with
isn't It too bad"
He had never attenu Sed to find
out what was too bad. II he knew
was that nearly two years ago a
rather pretty girl ha6 Aoved into
the old Marston estate. He also
knew that the only oti 4 person
to accompany her was Essr mother
and that this mothers -ame was
Fairchild, which most likely meant
that the daughters mare was also
Fairchild.
Another fact he vago sly compre-
hended was that moving into the
Marston estate was just about as
far as the Fairchilds weIst in becom-
ing part of rather exc usive Port
chester.
And then Bruce. Carbon met
Naomi Fairchild at a 51rch social.
The social was a ST all charity
affair and not societ .sstivity, so
most Of Portchester b8ight tickets
and most of Portches er remained
away and did not use these tickets.
But Bruce Gordon wsd town
selectman and secretly entertained
visions of some day sifthg in con-
gress, so.he not only had &c purchase
tickets but was forced TO put in ap-
pearance at the function,
He compromised by. coming late,
and then Immediately sought out
Mrs. Withrow, the minister's wife,
to offer her his apollo ~. He had
spoken to her before he realized
that she was with Mrs.. Fairchild
and her daughter. Carbon muir
INJURED something that IL minister's
wife scarcely heard fos her eyes
had frightened with pleasure at the
approach of the popular young Sc
lectman. Plainly here was an op-
portunity for the minister's wife to
be of service to the neglected Fair
childs.
ooh, Mr.. Gordon" ,e beamed.
"are you acquainted W. Mrs. Fair
child and her daughter Saomi?"
81 have not had tn; pleasure"
smiled Gordon and be ed to Mrs.
Fairchild, an elderly lady with
massed white hair. S. : seemed a
character that might We stepped
from the pages of sorite romantic
novel, so precise and courtIy did
she appear. Gordon bowed and
turned to the daughter.
Soft blue eyes were looking upon
him defnurely from meath long
curling lashes-and Il IN the girl
curtsied. Gordon was startled and
for a moment his Ace tingled
warmly, and then he :Sowed from
the waist, after the fas ion of men
in Continental portrait
The music was 5, nding the
strains of a waltz ard, Gordon of
fered the girl his arrn.4. He. was a
good dancer, but there was a mo-
ment's awkwardness lsbefore he
sensed that she expef ed him to
dance an old fashione waltz. He
drifted into the AIN IT forgotten
steps and was surpris. to find how
he enjoyed it. There vas a sooth-
ing dreaminess to this number that
was actually fascinati, and he had
waltzed to that numE e on many
occasions without exlA riencing
similar sensation.
'I think a waltz .defi htful, don't
your" asked the girl :. in a soft
musical tone that seemed in har-
mony with the dance.
"This number certainly is delight
full" agreed Gordon.
81 enjoy a waltz even more than
do polka or schottisch, don't
your"
"Er-yes," Gordon yulped. For
moment he thought S e had meant
to be amusing, but a quick glance
convinced him of her seriousness.
Those dark blue eyes wire soft with
the music of the dancss there was
a mistiness about then and deli
cacy in the long cur ring lashes
that was alluring.
Gordon looked closely, at her as he
waltzed. The most di.terning eye
could And no evidence &. cosmetic
and yet the creamy yelvetness of
her complexion seemef incredible
while her full red lips anight have
been delineated by an Fist, so fine
ly were they drawn.
1t seemed an outrage that such Q
beautiful and sweet . s-srl should be
unrecognized by Portck ster society
and Gordon felt indign1it. For the
FIRST time he wondered what short
coming or scandal concerning this
girl or her mother pfa.ssd them be-
yond the pale of absu = social re-
quirementS. He had warm out
ragged feeling that tbf crime. was,
trivial and unjust
Gordon danced sever times with
Naomi Fairchild IA fB. ssbort hour
or so there was left of ne evenings