Judge — April 11, 1914 — page 11: what you’re looking at

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Idle Con We HY, Delia!"’ cried Lelia, if a well-bred excla- \ iM mation can be called a cry, as two charming young women met on a Fifth Avenue corner. “LT haven't seen you since—since When was it, really?”” The exclamation, the question and the answer, ‘‘Wasn't it at Christmastime?” all took place while the two embraced in a dainty and attractive way and indulged in two or three kisses of that innocuous variety girls waste on one another, Then Delia: “Oh, look! See who's here!’’ Lelia looked and exclaimed: “If it isn’t Amelia!” And a third joined the pair, while a triangular mixup that included more dabby little kisses all round and tiny laughs that didn’t mean anything in particular attracted attention. Even the traftic cop was so pleased at the spectacle that he forgot his business, and vehicular confu- sion ensued; and to the average observer free from a grouch of any sort, the whole landscape, including skyscrapers, faded from view, leaving nothing but three very fetching young women in sight. Lelia, Delia and Amelia had been schoolmates. They were now in different colleges and had entered upon about the cheeriest week in all the year, the Easter holidays. “It seems good, doesn’t it, girls, to be in New York even for a few days?”’ asked Delia. Then she adde although I have fun at Bellesley?”’ “Fun?"’ asked Lelia. isn’t much fun at Frith! do you call fun?”” “[ just love athletics,’’ re- plied Delia, “and I’ve won a lot of trophies. I'm going to follow golf as an amateur afterward."” “Golf!’" exclaimed Amelia, with an expression of dislike that was fetching. ‘What can you find in golf without some smart fellow in a twosome?”’ “Oh, that will come later. I want to qualify so that” “IT know!"’ laughed Lelia. “You want to play so well that some young man will want to marry you with the ulterior mo- tive of annexing a championship on the distaff side of the house. We girls are much more athletic than the boys nowadays."? “This isn’t an age of distaffs, dear,’ said Delia. ‘‘We women are going to be the real people before we become grandmoth- ers!" “There What “EVEN THE TRAPFIC CoP versation WALDRON “Grandmothers, indeed!"’ sniffed Amelia. ‘Count me out of that antique distinction, please !"’ “‘Well, if, you've no intention of becoming a grandmother, why do you worry about golf without a male?” asked Lelia. “I'm not worrying. I just hate males of the species!’’ Amelia was at Hornell. ‘Is co-education responsible for that?’’ asked Delia. n't they any nice boys at Hornell?"’ Did you ever see a nice boy? The freshies are barbarians, the sophs and juniors aren’t much better, and it’s only among the seniors you once in a while can find a young man.’" “With the accent on ‘man,’ you mean?” “Yes."’ And Amelia again sniffed as some spinsters twice her age sniff at mere mention of the animal. “Tell me, dear,’’ asked Lelia, ‘‘about what they call ‘col- lege widows.’ I suppose you have ‘em at Hornell.’” “Of course. They're impos- sible, my dear! Awful! It's all right for girls like us to phi- lander a little with Charlie This or Reggie That in the summer. But the college widow! Ugh! Why, she lets students of suc- ceeding generations make love to her!"’ “But a college widow, like any other widow, ought to marry when and whom she pleases, I should think,’’ ventured Lelia. “Experience, you know!" And they all laughed merrily. ‘Then you have no fun at Hornell?’”’ “Of course Ido! You're the only one of us three that seems to have a grouch. 1 thought Frith was a college out of the ordinary — literary atmosphere and all that— and dramati: the classics. They must be fun? “Yes? Not. I've played leads in three Shakespeare pro- ductions. But why should one study and arouse one’s emotions and have it all go to waste? Why, I've played Juliet to the Romeo of a soprano-voiced chit of a girl three inches shorter than I am. Illusion? Fudge!’’ “Well, girls, where are you going to-night?’’ asked Delia. “It would be just fine if all three of us could go somewhere to- gether! Let’s see that terribly risque play at the Boulevard Theater!”’ “Oh, some other night, please !”’ said Lelia. ‘‘Mammua's going to take me to a teacher of the furlana, the dance Europe's going insane about. Mamma dances it wonderfully !’" “And you, Amelia?”’ asked Delia. Amelia wasn't paying atten- “Hi \ertLL ONS ® FORGOT HIS BUSINESS” comicbooks.com