Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1880-05-23
PEN. BRADSHAWE.

mace up my mluu. IL you dIe UtHt
on marrying woman who don't care a
fig for you, you're at liberty to do So"
every well, Pen"
Mr.. Give Soulard spoke very quietly,
and bent his eyes on the girl with an ex-
preston of mingled noncbalance and
amusement.
81 don't consider it very well, Mr..
Soulard,'' she went on, nettled by his
quietude. 1t may be well Tor you, who
marry me for my money, and so get all
you want. It's bad and wicked and you
know it.'
"Ana Indeed, Pen, I was not aware
that the advantages of this arrangement
were not mutual. I am sure supposed
it purely business matter on both sides"
"To be sure; but you have everything
to gain, and have everything to lose. -
The shadow of flush arose in Give
Soulard' s cheek, but it was gone before
Penelope Bradshawe saw it, and he an
swered in the light, careless tone he had
used all along:
eff yon mean by gain that give up
poverty for wealth, the miseries Of bach
elorhood for married blessedness, I don't
know but you're right as to that; but
even then what do I gain that you don't?
You can't have the money without me
more than I can have the money without
you: and really, Pen, if you are lovely as
Peri, I think may lay some claims to
the good looks of Antinous-eh Peng''
running his slender white fingers through
the halo of bronze brown curls that COW
cred his handsome head and sending a
laughing glance into the mirror opposite.
that reflected face beautiful almost as a
woman's.
"Tush,' said Pen, coloring with i'm
patience; II don't think this is any time
to talk nonsense and make fun"
ssPerhaps not, he replied, with hope
lessly comical sigh; "but I can't help
being jolly, dear; 1t isn't every day one
gets fortune and a wife in breath
and without the trouble of asking FOL
her, either"
"You haven't got the wife yet, Give
Soulard, and if you were a man you
wouldn't take her on such conditions"
"Conditions? I didn't know there were
any. It's the money is conditional, not
the wife,
Poor Pen was ready to cry with vexa-
ton. The handsome, provoking fellow
only laughed at her, whatever she did.
She might protest as much as she liked
against the match which her uncle hao
planned SO arbitrarily, making the inner
itance of his money conditional on these
two marrying. Give Soulard only laughed
at her, and made jesting responses to al
her appeals.
Penelope Bradshawe had been brought
up as the adopted child and heiress Of
her uncle, Reese Bradshawe. A year be
fore this uncle had died, leaving a will
which was not to be opened TIL he had
been twelve months dead.
That will, being read at the appointed
time, proved to contain the somewhat ar.
bitrary dictum that his beloved niece
should not have his money without she
married his beloved cousin Give Soul
ard, Give being still single at the
opening of the will.
Pen Bradshawe was an exceedingly
pretty girl, but exceedingly contrary, cap
tious and self-willed, es pretty girls are
apt to be; and she frowned in most de.
cided manner upon the unexpected tenor
OF her uncle's will. If he had given Give
half the property she would not have
minded, but to force her to choose
between poverty and Clive-to obhge a
saucy little firt like her to marry any.
body-was abominable.
She forgot, even in her own mind, tc
ado to the sum of her grievances on the
subject the fact that the provoking will
cut short the most delightful little firta-
ton Miss Pen had ever INDUCED in.
She had known Give all her life; In.
deed they were distant cousins, and Give
had spent gooo share of his boyhood
and most of his vacations, during school
and college days, at Uncle Bradshawe's
house, where pretty Pen alternately pet
ted and plagued the life out of him.
It was bad enough to be snubbed and
coaxed by so pretty a girl as Pen while
he was in jackets and she in pinafores,
but to have such a state of things con-
tinue-well, it was so highly unpleasant
to Give Soulard that he could not con-
ceal his exultation at the turn which was
necessarily given to affairs by the terms
of Uncle Reese's will.
He at once dropped the suppliant air,
and became nonchalent; careless and at
his ease-provokingly so, one must allow,
under the circumstances. Pen Bradshaw
could scarcely be blamed for not liking
the tables turned upon her in this sum-
mary manner.
Size persisted that she didn't like
Give one bit, not in that way, but she
couldn't give up her he1ress-shlp and be
a poor sewing-girl like Kitty Bryce, or a
music teacher like Ellen Steele, or, in
short, be poor at all, and SO she told Give
she'd marry him just for that one reason,
and no other. 1t he had mind to take
her knowing she didn't love him, and
never expected to, and that she thought
it shameful piece of business altogether
"a cruel conspiracy against poor
girl who couldn't help herself-why he
could.
For her part she should be afraid to
marry anybody that felt towards her as
she did towards Give Soulard, ETC., study
ing to say whatever she judged was best
calculated to provoke her prospective
spouse out of that nonchalance he had so
lately assumed. But Give was not to be
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