Mimi at Sheridan School

telling when the Birthday dinner party would have ended. Even as the telephone rang and C

my way, Cissy," and th

the front. She stopped at the buffet on the w

you can't eat

or King-I'm going

Mimi-he's at the

or? Is

by wants a friend to see

trying to sell Ki

Mother hesita

rely up to y

ng against her shoulder, no welcoming neigh, no pawing. Daddy wouldn't sell King without asking her; Mimi knew that, but King was a valuable horse and Daddy might need the money to go to Germany. He couldn't take the horse with him. She couldn't take him to

heavy. She was full and tired and had no inclination whatev

inned her linen dress off over her head, kicked off her sandals, stretc

r eyes but she did not get up. She rolled over on her stoma

ked, handing Mimi the afternoon paper. The paper was tu

dded, putting her

hift her position to hold the paper and as

James Sherwood Hammond has returned from an extended vacation at Camp M

i. This is

tor's wife soon acquires, was weaving her hands like Zas

oaching marriage of her daughter, Alicia Jane, to Mr. Di

for sure," said Mimi superiorly. "Why, we even planned Miss

t are he

going to be in the wedding-all five of us who were in Miss J

will the

' and he did ride, umphum' saying 'where shall the wedding supper be?' and if I answer like the rhyme, 'way

and since Mr. Herold passed away and Mrs. Herold had the house made into t

by the tennis court for two reasons; to show off her improved game and to see Honky and return his tennis racquet he had let her take to

case any of her friends passed), and Mrs. Hammond were no sooner seated th

ere in Sheridan together and that almost makes us kin." Mother was laughing and being her most winsome. Mimi had turned from the open door and was watching her Mother and listening intently. "What I am

rful! I love your house! I've been in and out there all my life and feel it's pa

t could be a beautiful wedding there-the white columns and the floor plan. It always has reminded me of the bi

edle point stool at her Mother's feet and

speak to Dick,

as definitely decided to go to Leipzig. I have to get Mimi ready for Sheridan. If you could move

other Dear could do just

was kept open and cars were rolling up to the porte-cochere to deposit wedding guests, circling the back flower bed and moving out again. Well dressed ladies in dainty

on special occasions before, was as nervous as a cat. The yard boy was dressed up in a fresh white coat opening car doors and the front screen door and at every possible chance slipping back to the kitchen window to tell those in the rear of the house what was going on out front. Fanny couldn't stay far from the window, and Mammy herself, as eager as any one not to miss anything, would listen intently and then declare she couldn't do anything with "so many distractions." But she had done a great deal. The furniture was pushed back in the dining room to make room for the guests. There was a pile of white napkin

edral candles on either side. The white satin stool for the bride and groom to kneel on was placed just so. There was a profusion of cut flowers every

er where chaos might so easily reign. She was the puppeteer behind the scene pulli

en palest yellow for her gown palest yellow highlighting the deep waves in her golden amber hair and striking little sparks of fire in her deep grey eyes. She had let he

o be around Miss Millie long without being happy and gay. Miss Millie was not pretty, but in her sweeping green dress she made a very dashing mai

airs, and bridesmaids must saunter down the stairs two and two. Mimi was positive any deviation would ruin the whole wedding! Perhaps because she was in the habit now of t

ue bouffant organdy dress with your violin under your chin, playing and facing me as I came into the living room. My knees may be a bit wobbly by the ti

sist Miss Ja

by then that didn't count. She and Jean had thrilled over pink for their frocks and they were to come down first. That coming down first had been another matter. Dottie had to be convinced (she with the logical mind and the determined-to-do-or-die disposition) that she

yell when a pin stuck, were over. Even the satin pumps, which, to be alike, had had to be bought

ght on something or other, and she was wriggling and Mother was tugging tryin

ther giving the final jerk as M

, oh why, didn't Mr. Zeigler finish them in time fo

f in the full length mi

e could gasp at

nd McKenzie is here and we're about ready. You girls lo

ad brought the ensemble idea home

along, Sue

t in the upstairs hall and the

queak, E-E-E-A-

Sue tuning her violin. Dottie put h

ded the whole house. Voices hushed to a whisper, then died altogether. Fans ceased fluttering-"When

e minister, Dick and his best man had remained downstairs They were to enter from the d

ipped D

. Leaving Dot to remark, "You would" to thin air, Mimi caught he

ed in vain in the middle of the floor. Desperately Mimi grabbed up her camp count bo

pair when a downy blue feather fell out. Clutching it firmly be

, turning the door knob as she spoke-"I have

d as Mimi slipped through t

d out th

u somewhere for luck. It's a blue

uc

er needed to be happy, but while Mimi explained she s

ry bride

old, some

rrowed, some

that's all of them. Oh,

and-trying to go slowly-the bridesmaids descended to the living room. Their tiny high heels made prints on the soft satin laid over the carpet. Everything inside Mimi was singing with Sue's violin and the piano. Again her magic trail of beauty

when she bit down on the ring in her piece of wedding cake. She hugged Miss Millie with the rest as Millie's long arms caught Miss Jane's bouquet which she tossed over the

not see the long look they gave each other over her head which meant that some day, not