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Show QTle, HOLIDAY M.GUEST KW Blessing I'ijr'H.E plum pudding was ripen-fjFoy ripen-fjFoy 'nS. aDi t!'e guest room ij-JwToJ was prettier with the yei-K yei-K low drapes than I had ever dreamed it could be, and even the mistletoe hung in all the doorways all there was left to do was to put the guest towels in the bathroom. As I was taking two of my daintiest hand-embroidered towels from the linen chest, it occurred to me to ask my husband just how his sister Willa looked, since I had never seen her, and was going to all the trouble of arranging theater, bridge, and dancing parties for her during her Christmas visit with us. "Well," Charles had hesitated, "I told you once that she was a 'home girl' and old-fashioned." "But that's very indefinite," I had replied. "How tall is she?" "Oh-a, she'3 about five feet, six about your height, and has long, red hair I suppose it's still long, and she's rather fivt, and " "Fat," I had gasped, "your sister fat." And then I had visions of Raymond Ray-mond Garfield's expression when he should see standing under the mistletoe, mistle-toe, this old-fashioned, fat," red-headed girl who was to be his partner at all of the parties. "Surely, Charles, you don't rcmem-! rcmem-! bcr well." I "Yes, she Is fat," Charles went on. ' "and although she has money from i f.uir years of teaching, she always wears a faded blue srre suit with a ! belt, and " The doorbell's ringing ! interrupted him. "I'll answer It," I said. A telegram! tele-gram! and tearing It open, I read: "'Moot me at 2:15 at the Union depot , Willa." ; It woi.id be a two-hour trip; so I ' picked up sstr.e Christmas cards, and . my goM fount.vm l-en w-;th my initials "V.". W." on it, I could spend part of the time on the train addressing 1 cards. 1 I couldn't possibly miss hr the ' fat, red-Leaded s'.iool teacher in f.:cd M'.e ser-.' wi:h a belt, I : th.or.gbt as I settled in ir.y seat. i I stcrped from the train eonscioas i of :"..e pr.troni.-.lr.g aitit'jde I had as-I as-I s-inej, but nowhere could I see any-i any-i or.e answering Wllla's d-'-fcripiion. I U was r.varly Eve o'clock when I i reached the L"t store, where I Lad oo charge account, but where my check would be accepted. I felt for my fountain pen. It was gone ! Frantically I searched my pockets for it, carelessly laying my purchases on the counter. "Step aside please, Madam, you are holding up the line," politely requested request-ed the cashier as a stylish, tall blonde took my place, and before my dismayed dis-mayed eyes took out a pen exactly like mine. I remembered Charles had once told me that often thieves were better dressed nowadays than others. "She easily could have picked my pocket while we were standing In line," I reasoned. Hence, convinced that she had my pen, I demanded that the cashier examine the pen and see if it had my monogram, "W. W," on It It had! "I will let the lady off easy," I thought as I noticed the costly serge of her modish suit, "because she is probably a kleptomaniac whose " "There is some mistake," a clear sweet voice interrupted my thoughts. "... I Thought as 1 Settled In My Seat." "This Is my own pen. and 'W. W.' stands for my name, Willa Woodrow. "Willa Woodrow," I g. typed. "This girl!" Then hiding my true thoughts, I hastened to greet her, explaining: "I'm Wilma Woodrow, Charles' wife." I wrote my check while W.Ila put things brick into my pocket.-, and we walked from the store together. "Rut, Willa dear," 1 e l.iim -d after aft-er we v.'c re on the enr, "CLurios s.-i.d 'red Lair, end fat.' " And I added mentally, 'Tidei blue serge-. " "Exactly, dear look at me," 'Will n commanded. "I'm looking." I smiled, "Lut wh.it I soe is lln:y golden Lair crowning a plump, but not too plurr.p, pink-and-whlte face from which shine two m.iglc blue !(?, an 1 Tl.cn I remc n.hei-c ti e I.e. lid. ;y j.nr-ties j.nr-ties I L.'jd pl.ir.r.e-I for r;,:ir- "homelike, "home-like, ol l-f.'ishlcmi I'' sl-tc r, i. rid I pictured pic-tured the f:..-cinntc d glr:i:n wl.bh j wr.-jl j come i:.;o Raymond Garfield eyes when Le s;iw Wi.'.a .standing ua der the mistletoe, j (U I'jl". Weate.-n Kftvvpirr Unlca.) j |