Fittcn an' Proper By BARBARA BENEDICT Assorts td JJewsp.iperi. W.NU t'eaturts. "XJOW, Minnie," declared Mrs. Falmouth, "you must be sensible. sen-sible. Jock Bowman said he'd buy two tickets to the Charity Eazaar if my maid would use the other one. Apparently," said Mrs. Falmouth striving to appear coy, "he's become be-come quite smitten with you." Mrs. Falmouth took a deep breath. "Now, Minnie, let's not be stubborn. (This year we're determined to make the Bazaar bigger than ever. We've .decided to solicit contributions from everyone, every man and woman who has a job. If I do say so it ;was very clever of me to ascertain that Jock Bowman, who clerks in .the chain store on the corner, is the .most popular young man in the district. dis-trict. If I can get his support and endorsement, all the other working people will follow. So you see how important it is that you accompany him to the bazaar." "Nope!" Minnie's features were grim and determined. "That .wouldn't be fltten an' proper, neither. nei-ther. It wouldn't be natural, il you know what I mean, Miz Falmouth." "Oh, for heaven's sake, Minnie!" Mrs. Falmouth cried In exasperation. exaspera-tion. "I declare, this is the first ,1've known that that other people stood on such principles." A dangerous glint began to croep into Minnie's blue eyes as the possibility pos-sibility of this being an insinuation 'against her character began to batter bat-ter against her sluggish brain. Feel-ling Feel-ling unequal to a continuance of the .'verbal bout, Mrs. Falmouth threw up her hands in despair and departed depart-ed to more familiar recesses of the 'house. "Such an impossible creature!" she exclaimed to her husband, 1 v "Ain't I seen you before?" said the young man. whom she discovered sitting in front of the fire with his shoes off. "I de-1 clare, I don't know what I'm going to do. It would mean so much if I could persuade her to accompany accom-pany Jock Bowman. Edgar, put your shoes on!" In the kitchen, Minnie finished the supper dishes, pulled a beret over her straw-colored hair and went out for a breath of air. As usual, Minnie Min-nie headed for the park. She was an unusually pretty girl and long ago she had discovered that the park of a warm evening offered no end of adventurous entertainment for a pretty girl walking alone. Presently she heard somebody walking behind her. Casually she glanced over her shoulder and her heart quickened its beat as she recognized rec-ognized the young and handsome boy who had attempted to flirt with her on previous occasions. She smiled briefly. Among other things Minnie had learned the correct timing tim-ing for her smiles of encouragement Soon she found an unoccupied bench beneath a live oak tree and sat down with a casual and indifferent indif-ferent demeanor. She looked up droopingly. The good looking boy had approached and was grinning at her uncertainly. uncer-tainly. The good looking boy sat down beside be-side her. "Ain't I seen you some-wheres some-wheres before?" Minnie sighed wearily. "What a line. If it was Monday I'd tell yuh to go hang your wash on it." "Listen, babe, you got plenty what I go for. Did anyone ever tell yuh what a knockout yuh was?" ; "Aw, go Gap your ears." The boy edged closer. "How about us steppin' out together some night huh? The Charity Bazaar next week." Minnie gasped. "For heaven's sake! Are you going to that?" "I am if you'll go with me. I told old lady Falmouth I'd go if she'd get you to use the other ticket. I was scairt to ask you myself." Mrs. Falmouth came into the kitchen, and found Minnie humming to herself as she ironed her best dress. "I guess mebbe I'll use that ticket after all. Miz Falmouth." "Well, there!" Mrs. Falmouth declared. de-clared. "I thought you'd come to your senses, Minnie." "It ain't that" stated Minnie with dignity. "It's just that now I can go with Jock Bowman on account of it's fltten an' proper."