Part 47 (1/1)

Nor did thoughts of the abandoned Cosmos trouble her very much during the blissfully tumultuous days of refurbis.h.i.+ng her wardrobe and packing her trunk. Nor when she wrote a last society item for Ed Martin to put in the Beacon:

”Miss Melissa Merriam of Locust Avenue has gone for a two weeks' visit at the home of Miss Louise Briggs in Keokuk, Iowa.”'

The little item held much in its few words. It was a swan-song.

As Ed Martin inelegantly put it, in speaking later with her father, Missy had ”canned the Cosmos.”