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your consciousness that you must be
slim to be in style?"
"That may be all right on Fifth
avenoo," she said, "but they like 'em
wide on Avenoo A!"
, I sought a resort of fashion. The
first nersons T p.nnniin fared werp.
A limousine" stood ready. They
hesitated,-then consulted each oth
er's eyes.' . '
"We'd better do it,'' said one.
"All right," sighed the other.
"James, meet us at the Plaza. And
jingling and swishing, they started.
three lovely ladies 'eating French
cake and drinking chocalate.
Their ignorance appalled me. I
slipped on the . table the headline,
. "Paris decrees the slim silhouette.'.'
Theyvstiffened." "Cancel that sec
ond order," said qne to the1 waiter.
I followed thenroutl
"Aren't you the -boy who-was here
a week ago looking for a position Vi-
"I thought so. And didn't I tell you
then that I wanted, an .older, boy?"
"Yes, sir; that's why I'm here
I looked after them.
"It's a long walk to a slim silhou
ette," I murmured. ,
But cheer. up, girls. The outlook
is dark, but I'm told there's a place in
Philadelphia where you can get
stretched. It's painful, but it can be
HIS BRAINS IN HIS FEET ,
"Did ydu enjoy the dance in the
new town, hall?" asked Kate.
"Oh, fairly," answered Tom.
"Some ofi the girls told me they
didn't enjoy the dance one bit" v
"Well," said Tom. "I couldn't
dance with-'them aDV
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