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Show , THE PROPOSAL g5 By LYDIA 8. MOWER. gf txflRi?rjptsacvx'CCiflrw3ciopcw; (J) tail, br Mri'lure .V.w.pjppr .SJnllciite.l "Hellt, dear," In a very dreamy yoke, "whnt do they do In this town when It rains?" I looked up. Wiariievcr Jane hn any news to break slto begins by saying say-ing absolutely sct.se.less things. Now what had she done? Jane Is always doing something. I resumed my sewing. sew-ing. "I wMi I bad a million dollais or an aitgoru kitten, or something." Silence. "Heth, do you suppose that man out there knows that his neck has lost Iti collar?" I gave up. She couldn't say anything any-thing much sillier ami I might ns wet listen then ns any time. 1 put awn Charles' sock that I was dariiln;i, folded fold-ed my bands In resignation, ami watted. watt-ed. I did not have to wall long, "Hill Wont worth's crn.y over me. Isn't he? I'tmiiy how all the men fall for me lane Is 1 1 resistible,' unit she gurgles, "I'm like your hulk-homely, hulk-homely, but Interesting. (Hi, don't bother to nssure me that I'm not really bad-looking ratbei chic, you know. What were we talking about? Ob, I remember, little Rill." .Utile Hill! He'd make three or her. "Jane," I broke In, "why do you al ways laugh at Hill? He's in.iriclons, and every other girl In town l fishing fish-ing for him hilt .mhi." "We-ell he does send me wonderful wonder-ful cltocolHte almonds and frei.lt vlo-lota-I . I was about to sigh again, but th.e telephone's ringing Interrupted 'me. My'gtiest ran off to answer. "RlirWeiihoriVi,'vVes; sir. he would'; make nu Ideal .husband for .TnneC .Wliejny,laneibitcpilihjtitlie room tutiiQicjalcr I nsked" who jritfleil' up. "Oh ei nobody Just Hill." "What did be. want?'' 4 "Oh, nothing. I thought I, might see him oier to the clubhouse foiifchti "that's till." , t Jane Irlpped off to the clnl before my husband nn.l I were ready, bpt It ,Yosn't long before we follow oil . Iter. All the ynttnger set wj.s .there abend' of us, and I saw Dorothy Walker 'and Hill away ofT In a corner of the piazza. Oh, dear! Dorothy, the vamp. I worried through two horribly Ion dances before I saw .lane. I pulled her by force away front young Hen", derson," nnd whispered that Hill was. looking for her down by the pines. Slie didn't give- me mflclt encouriigiv men?, hilt I hunted up Hill nnd 'fold him that .lane had been asking1 for Idm and had started for the pines. Hill gave hie p queer stare and my heart sank. -Perhaps I was only making mak-ing a bad mailer worse. I didn't tell Charles' my husband, you know because be-cause he wouldn't understand. He'd laugh and call "me "a little, silly. Ip a few tidiiutes. I suggested a walk over lite links. Almost Instantly we law n 'figure stride toward us. It was HUM I stiffened. Wouldjte see us? 0-6-hl 'He inKvti UfCHlwIuk. RiVidj, ness, nnd hurrled,iin to jha ue sent. I listened Willi all my ears! Not li sound. Hadn't Jane ... a shriek! 7"ct n Snf,I nn'l n.deep masculine rumble. ' . , . i , "No--es oil nnN fllj- "rlearl 'ph dear," feminine words. ' . -' J "Don't" a gain the feeble little feminine' femi-nine' voice. ijilry4, y, . Hill's voice Interrupted ; It was very?' ,vcrji eaineXt; antl'.Iow-so.tow that jve VolildiiT. distinguish a w"rjln ,.. . "Oh 'lllll, please you're hurting e't:iv-:" ; " -. .... " ,. t "Fo no HIII-I can'l."' ' - "Jarwe-tloar !''"', V". : ." , .,--"No I cnri't-fl cUtt't."', . " Slie. waji refusing! The little roolt Just, wait unl'l " ; u . V. ; . .. "Go away please, Hill."' . And" be did. ' i-: .' ' 'J t f ... . ' I woko up the ue,xt morning scowl' Ing.'" Qh. yes Jnne; llie'lltHwYOtlh lie was the catch of -the seasoii,'a least "overK one sahl,a.. I slipped 'Into my tlmoho nnd Hp"Wd In'to'ja'iU.y room. Hut there wus no need to tip'-lee. tip'-lee. Jnnu witli ' up, and .dresseil and as early as, nine o'clock on a .Saturday .Sat-urday niorulng. 1 stared. She beamed. "Good morning, nu sweet bride. Aren't .vou up yet?" I frowned, Wns she glorying 1b the fact that she hnd'broken-a heart? "Heth, what's the matter with you?" "Why did you send him nway? It was cruel, June." To my horror the child threw buck her bead and laughed and laughed. "My dear, I had lo tukc my whole xklrt off Hill couldn't lift me down I wus In such n position." My Oyes opened wider and wider. "I don't quite " Jnne gurgled nnd explained what , mistook for n pnsslonntu proposal;' The Utile Idiot Imd climbed li :. (, tree (goodness kuows why) nm! uv t-oclng Hilt hitil.' In her excitement slipped, caught her skirt ,ln an elf stump, of ti brnntli mid hung dangling. Whnt I had heard was pour lllll try--, (rig to'rcscuetlds "ftnly, foyre," (.I must hn'vo shown my dlsnppoliitmettl.' '' "Don't t.e'hbeked-. Holh. Wlu-nTm u young mnii on" (she gurgled again, but I nm n matron now) "I won't climb nny more trees. Kr Ileih ej what Itine we for breakfast? Walt, listen, Heth I bud something to tell ybu jesterdny, but Hill and 1 er last Thursday that Is oh, Heth 1-want 1-want n plntlnuin ring, don't 1, Jtut like yoursf' |