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Show On Not Telling the Truth "Never again a long a I live will I tell an untruth." declared Marjory, emphatically, throwing herself In heap on the couch. "Not even tb whitest of white lie. That pol-Uve." pol-Uve." "And the reason for thla beautiful resolution?" Inquired her married later. la-ter. In whose hutise Marjory had taken tak-en refuge. "It'a not from any moral acruple that I have registered thl vow," sighed Marjory, reveling In the wickedness wick-edness of her confession, "but simply because I have come to tha conclusion conclu-sion that lie don't pay." "Tell nie whnt happened wnen you forsook tha truth," tuld the Interested Interest-ed tlster. "This morning the thermometer read 101 degrees In the -shade, and there wasn't any shade," related Mar Jory. "1 had JuM returned horn I from a strenuous bouse party at Dor i othy' bungalow, much the worse for ! wear. Simply exhausted and hating I everybody I flung the contents of my suitcase into their respective ! places. Jumped Into my kimono, pull-' pull-' Pd down the sb.nles. locked my door, ; threw myself on the bed and hlghed . a algh of ci'titrn'nu nt "Thn the telei hone rang. Such a long, vicious ring, too. As I went j out Into the hall to answer It I said , to myself: if that la King George, and If he nrls me to go riding In an aeroplane with him, I shall refuse I i wouldn't accept an Invitation even from I'.ob himself, today.' "Yes, this Is Marjory.' I told the telephone. 'Oh. I'm dreadfully, dreadfully dread-fully sorry. Puss, but I won't be home thla afternoon You were coming to spend ti e afternoon with me? Whnt a shame that I can't be here! I am lot going downtown this minute I have some Important shopping.' That's what I Bhamelessly told her. "'Going downtown?" Puss said over the phone. 'How 'perfectly grand! You dear, weet thing, I know you will match eorne Irlah crochet lace for me. We have the dressmaker here. I'll bring the sample right over.' "Then before I could ny 'Peter Pepper' that awful girl bad hung up tbe receiver! "Mildred Morton Morse, maybe I wasn't angry! I was furious. Here wa a whole afternoon spoiled by having to rush downtown In the broiling tun to match a sample of lace, for a girl whom I see only about twice a year, and whom I don't care two Btraw for! "Aa there waa no one to openp the door for Pus and ber sample, I had to dress In a perfect whirlwind rush and I looked It, too When I got downtown my hat wa over one ear, my veil waa over the other, my sailor collar had worked It front view to the rear, my white buckskin shoes begged for a ahlne, my glove sympathised sympa-thised with the mistreated shoe, and my hair was done In a wad on the top of my head In a most original and tin becoming manner. The perspiration rolled In rivulet off my face. I looked look-ed hideous, that' all. My one and only fervent wish wa that I might meet no one I knew. "Well, a I stepped off the car I ran straight Into Bob, Bob's mother. Hob' father, Bob' two sister and Bob' grandmother. They were all coming from their Michigan hnne for some aorfc of family reunion, or something. some-thing. Bob ha been to anxious for me to meet his family, and I wanted to make a good Impression on them because well, Bob Is Bob, you know "There I stood like a scarecrow. Bob looked at me wonderlngly as he Introduced me to hi tribe. It teemed teem-ed to me that there were hundred of them. Though they all tald, 'We're pleased to meet you, for we've heard o much about you.' I know they were thinking. 'What under the tun j can Bob tee In that awful girl?' "I tald good l y a quickly as I could and rushed away, disgusted i with Bob. hla family. Puss myself J and the whole wide world In general, j Hurrying to the lace counter. I discovered dis-covered that I had lott the miserable sample, so I couldn't get tre lace Then I Jumped on the cab. and here ' I am a wreck. I come to you for any i comfort you may have In stock. , i "Please phone to 1'us for me Tell ' her that I didn't get the lace beranpe I lost the sampj!e. and that I am g'ad of It Tell her that I didn't have any downtown shopplrg of my own this afternoon. Tr II her that If the had a molecule of tens she wouldn't want to inflict herrelf on Innocent people In such, hot weather Tll her that If Bob break our engagement It will be on her conscience, ant! thst I hate ber. anyway. "The truth, the whole trxth and nothing but the truth for me! I can see already that I'm going 'o be up popular." Valu of Knowledge. Officer tat distance Judging practice) prac-tice) WelL have you learned anything new today? Private Ye tlr; If you take tbe bolt out of the barrel and a man jutt fits Inalde, be' 300 yard away. Officer And what I there remark abla about that? Private (after contlderatlon) Nothln. 'cept tbat I didn't know It b for. Punch. |