ill SAYRE, MONDAY, DECEMBER 8, 1919. TWR2JI PAGE SEVEN A VELVET GOWK itr BABS. This Is the Week For By JACK LAWTON. Overcoats vir Ti va nave mem (Copyright, H19, Western Newspaper Union) John Pendleton paused at the sight of a small figure in the nook which he had selected for his "fishing" corner. Former success In the waters beneath this tree had caused him to hasten his steps In anticipation.
But here was the girl before him. John frowned, then at her stnrtled glance he smiled. She too, was evidently aware of the lucky fishing spot, and disturbed by the appearance of an Interloper. As she sat out on a low branch of a tree, she was almost in line with his head. Silently, he regarded her puckered earnest brows, her little sunburned nose.
An odd creature tills, a cross, he told himself, between Mrs. VViggs, and Sis Hopkins. The Sis Hopkins resemblance occurred to him when the girl smiled. The smile was nn apology for her own intrusion, and a good-natured hint that she intended to remain there. Surprisingly, to himself, the odd personality drew and pinned his interest.
Let us show you the The very smartest thing knowj; Is a foundation of black velvet. The gown sketched has such foundation. Upon it is an over dress of gold lace in quaint surplice-tunic style, suggesting; ctraps over the shoulders. A gold girdle ties around the waist in fascinating, flying bow. The finaS touch a border of black velvet doty appliqued on the gold lace finest ection in the Valley Beauty.
Animals living in nature are everywhere beautiful but it is only among men that ugliness flourishes. Savages nearly everywhere tire gracious and harmonious it is only among the civilized that harshness and discord are permitted to prevail. If the eugenic Ideals that are now floating Jtefore men's eyes never lead us to any heaven at oil, but merely discourage among us the generation of human creatures below the level of decent savagery, they will serve their turn. Haveluik Ellis. SERVICE HA1 Bert E.
Heath When the girl later slipped away with a shy farewell nod, he tried Ineffectually to think of some ruse to detain her. But the next morning, the sun glinting down on her brown little face and faded gingham dress, he came upon her in the same spot. She was not fishing tlds time, hut reading a book, to whlclushe returned after a stiff bow of greeting. An unusual desire possessed him to converse with this quaint contradiction of a girl Pendleton in self defense avoided the charming feminine. Surely this knobby haired young person was not a designing charmer to be fought against.
"Beautiful morning," he began. The girl ngreed with lowered eyes. It was some time before John's entertaining efforts succeeded in winning from the blue eyes another direct glance, but he felt himself rewarded. And so lnscrutible are the ways of Cupid, that John Pendleton, sought after, and heretofore impregnable male, fell into the deepest depths of love In that one wistful gaze. Every morning thereafter found him at the girl's side in the fishing nook beneath the tree.
"Babs," was her name she told him, and she wns stopping at the white house down the road. She had heard of the books John wrote and the big car that he drove into town, and she was very glad to know him. More than that, he could not coax from her. Plain and humble as her appearance, there was a digidty almost hostile about the small creature, which perplexed and discouraged her eager lover. Babs was so difficult to understand; each day her mystery grew.
"Why do you knot your hair so he asked her. "One can scarcely find the shade of its brown." "What difference," she retorted pointedly, "does that make to you?" John Pendleton held his breath. "I love you Babs," he said at last tensH'ly. Bubs laughed, showed again her white teeth. "Love me?" she mocked, "with my funny red nose, and my old cotton dress and my shoes, have you noticed my shabby shoes?" Off guard her wonder eyes searched his.
"ITnve you noticed all my plainness. Mr. John Pendleton, and still do you think that you love me?" "Think!" cried John. Fiercely he caught the little figure in his arms. 0 mm IvemDimg Tomes Desmond Street Sayre, Pa.
I i Sella in li ttery, ISollx arc old, old friends of men. Ceil' turies and centuries ago, even before Christ, Hi? ceremonies of Iss were celebrated with bells, and later, ac-cording to Exodus, there were golden hell and a pomegranate, a golden bell and a pomegranate, upon the hem of the niiie" the robe of ephod. Bells have summoned soldiers to arms and Christians to church. They have rung fires mid tumults. On the third day of Easter in 12S2, 8,000 French were massacred in cold blood by John of Procida at the ringing of Sicilian vespers.
On the 24th day of August, St. day, In 1572, bells rang in the massacre of 100,000 Huguenots. At the time of Nelson's triumph and death at Trafalgar, the bells of Chester rang a merry peal alternated with one dead toll. For today's sketch a small hat with a rolling brim was ctaosea The crown is of black antique, trirn insists of a bandeau of; Wack and gold satin. ThertjPJJ ct this brim makes a veil paUJCiH larjyjUtracUye.
"I know that I love you forever," he paid. When she had hastily freed herself, the perplexing girl regarded him with EVERETT TRUE BY C0NDO eyes that were widely astonished. "I don't understand It," she mur OH, IT'S FltSRce. THC UAV thcy PM STeRST UP MY luA( IajITH LOAM lvlv mured, helplessly. "You are sure, quite sure," she insisted, "you would love me always just like this?" know mucr-N my twice ever? 13s ABLts to Cst IHS OFQT3 A'-l- OFt I TON'T Mutely, adoringly, John nodded.
"Then I will tell you something," Babs said. She put forth a placating hand. "I have been experimenting, John Pendleton, experimenting, In love. At home before I came here, and everywhere that I went, men made love to me. They praised my hair which Is wavy, my skin which Is fair and the pretty frocks I love to wear.
I des pised it all. When I came here, I had to learn whether there might be any admirable quality about my real self, which would hold man's love if the superficial things failed. Beauty does not always last, you know, neither can one always be charming. So I decided to experiment upon you. Your con quest would be my assurance of lasting love.
It was rather hard to sunburn my nose," Babs added, "but it helped In the general effect." Angrily John Pendleton sprang to his feet MS "I hope," he said, "that you are sat isfied with the success of your experiment. Being able to hold my love, as you supposed under difficult conditions, rest assure I that you will be able also to hold this man's love that you covet. I wish you happiness." "What's the use of wishing for me the happiness which only you can give. John?" Babs snid. You mean," He began unbelieving ly.
'I mean," Babs replied, "that yon are the man I love. The experiment was general." It was sometime afterward that John 1 rr Pendleton paid: "I don't think that want you any different Babs." You will," that person said serene ly, "you'll be pleased to Introduce the real Barbara Dean to your frlenda.".
