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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, June 18, 1914, NOON EDITION, Image 19

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the prize of a silk dress and a picture
hat. And some of the young people
put their heads together and decided
to have Lizzie win the prize.
"You see, Lizzie was a sort of re
proach to Haversham with her dowdy
ways, and they thought it would
teach her a lesson. Everybody knew
she was as homely as sin and yet it
wasn't exactly homeliness, but a sort
of disspiritedness. I remember once
actually thinking her pretty. That
was let me seel Why, now I recall
it, that was when I met Lizzie and Alf
Perks walking to the picture show to
gether. "Well, the long and the short of it
was, everybody began sending in cou-
pons naming Lizzie Smith as being
the prettiest girl in Haversham. Ev-"
erybody in town almost was in the
secret except Lizzie. I thought it kind
of mean myself, beisause, if she was a
scarecrow, there wasn't no sense rub
bing it in. Maybe some of the girls
wanted to get even with her for walk
ing off with Alf Perks that day. Any
how, the fact remains that, when the
competition came to a. close Lizzie
Smith was voted the prettiest. girl in
town with 857 votes; Susie Riley was
second, getting only 24.
' "Of course, Susie didn't care. She
knew she was the prettiest, and, for
the matter of that, each of the girls
in town thought that she herself was
the prettiest There might have been,
some fighting and heart-breaking
over the matter if it hada't 'been ar
ranged to vote Lizzie the prettiest
girl. When I heard the result I
screamed Lizzie, who'd never had
a beau, the prettiest girl in Haver
sham! The joke was on her and no
mistake.
" 'She'll leave town, sure,' gays Cy
Holt to me, as we read the announce
ment. 'Nobody but a hippopotamus
could stand for a thing like that'and
survive. And Lizzie ain't no hippo
potamus. I saw her crying -after Alf
Perks turned her down. She was go
ing into town, and the tears Was just
.streaming.' " , ,.
''Now, you may have heard it said
that an evil thought turns back to thp
person that thinks it. And 'in this
case the plot proveda.boom boom
boomerang. Ain't that the thing
you throw that comes back and hits
you? Well, Lizzie Smith's silk, dress
and bat duly arrived by the new 'par
cel post, and, being only a wpma'n, If
she was a scarecrow, she put them
on, .Miss.Georgine Flynn told me
she thought she'd wear out her pier
mirror, she stood looking at herself
so long in it. Then Lizzie took the
dress and hat off and put on her old
rags and hiked into town. We had
been watching to see what she'd do.
In she goes to the shop of Miss Pe-
ters, the women's outfitter. ,
She hadn't been gone five minu
tes, carrying a-whole raft of parcels,
when all Haversham was in the shop
to find out what she'd bought. 'Some
folks are so snoopy, you Imow. I
asked Miss Peters. Well, you could
have knocked me downwjth a feath
er! She'd spent five and twenty dol
lars. She'd bought underwear and
shoes and gloves and jabots A and
handkerchiefs and waists! Say! " I
met Lizzie, that evening on the street.
" 'Why, what's happened, Lizzie
Smith? tasked her. The shock 'was
terrific. She was all dolled jup like an
actress. , '
" 'Haven't you. heard?' she an
swered. "The Afgus has voted me
the prettiest girl in Haversham1 by a
majority of 833 votes. My! I never
dreamed that I was pretty at all Did
you think;1 me pretty?' she asks,
throwing hack her "head.
" 'Not'so as you would remark it,'
I wanted to. say, but I didn't. For
Lizzie was standing under the big
electric light in front of Hi Taylor's
drug store, and the change in her
struck me all of a heap. Pretty?
You bet she was. I'd never seen such
a transformation in my life. In her
silk dress and the picture hat, and" the
new gloves, and the other things, she
looked, like a queen. All the droopy
lookVto her mouth had gone, and her
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