Not That Kind
Parent Issue
Day
30
Month
December
Year
1898
Copyright
Public Domain
OCR Text
Not That Kind
"He called me a butterfly," she said, with a giggle, as she preened the lap of her dress, and wondered if any one would believe she was only 30. "There is a butterfly called a painted lady," observed her friend, and the butterfly lady mentioned aloud that some people were fools despite their old age and wrinkles, and then there were ructions in that dressing-room.
Article
Subjects
Old News
Ann Arbor Argus-Democrat