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160 among the fragrant American Beauties.

Doris smiled.

"To wear to-night," she explained.

"Then you are going?" I said.

Doris opened her eyes reproachfully.

"You didn't think I'd miss the best dance of the season, Kate!"

"With Teddy?" I asked, patiently,

"No-o— You see, Bert decided he could stay over and take an early train to-morrow morning. Don't you want to give him a favor to-night, Katie?"

I rose to go. "Poor Bert!" I said, as I slipped on my jacket. "It's real tyranny."

"Isn't it?" said Doris, as she pulled my face down to hers. "And yet, you know he likes it."

"I haven't a doubt of it," I said, warmly.

And I hadn't.

IRL IN PINK WAIST (who is evidently trying to make an impression on tall West Pointer)—I suppose you are home on a patrol?

West Pointer stares blankly.

(seeing she has made a break)—Oh, how stupid! I meant a furlong.

West Pointer faints.

LEVERTON—Now that you have succeeded in getting on such intimate terms with New York's most exclusive literary set, and meeting so many distinguished men, I don't see what you want to quit for.

—The fact is, I haven't a cent left.

OTHER—I told you to tell that young man that he couldn't kiss you.

—But, mamma, he could.