Daily globe. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1878-1884, 1881-07-10
Warren ordered it brought it, and then


ats full of re-crackers for Bah"
"Surely papa, that child Bah isn't COM
ing here to. morrow" quickly exclaimed
Dora.
"Why not?"
"Because she is such a queer, plain
little thing that"
"Samuel, you ought to know BETTER"
demonstrated Mrs Warren, "that to let |
Count Won Held see such girl as Doras |
cousin"
'tNensense! Bab's not very stylish,
but she hasn't got money to buy that sort |
of thing. She's my sisters child, any
way, and l mean to give her all the fire.
crackers she wants, and a place to fire
'em off in" Mr.. Warren was conscious
of having done but little practically for
his niece, and was tenacious of doing
something sentimentally.
''It's your own fault" snapped the
wife, with an energy born of her new
ambitions, eff the count is Disguised with |
queer looking relations"
Barbara was dressed In common blue
flannel when last saw her," exclaimed
Dora.
"Don't you worry about the count"
Mr.. Warren answered, soothingly. "I've
shown HIM all the mills and the Boston
house. He's no fool He won't mind
Bah any more than he minds Phil.
Moneys money, my dear; moneys
money!
The family las i'll luck would have it)
were seated that evening IN full light,
the weather being rather cool, and into
the parlor came the dreadful Bah, dressed
in the condemned blue flannel. 1t was
an old dress, and not pretty; nor was Bah
very pretty girl. She was rather small;
had warm reddish hair dressed in two
hard, ungraceful braids; good, fearless
gray eyes; skin slightly freckled; nice
dimples, little cleft chin, and a fresh,
childish mouth
81 came for my fire crackers, uncle,'
she said.
There was murmur of introduction,
she bowed to Won Held, then, with
laugh, tucked the box under her arm, and
throwing back some jest at the uncle,
who saw her off from the front door, she
ran across the lawn, toward the village.
The next morning at breakfast Won
Held remarked: "Phil and l have been
enjoying the Fourth of July. I've been
to the village, and I've fired off crackers
with your cousin, Mlss-Miss Bah, as you
call her."
Mrs. Warren frowned with veXation.
"That girl is quite trial to US, count.
She's so very queer about her dress
WHY, Dora has often sent her rich
clothes that she has done with, and the
child refuses to wear them.
eyes, Dora added, ''the poor girl is
very unconventional"
''So!' the count responded
That inevitable Bah came to the house
that evening again. 1t was her usual
Fourth of July custom to fire crackers
from the end of the big piazza, with Phil
for companion.
ssThe noise is so unpleasant, let us co."
Dora proposed, 'to the other side of the
house,
ooh, no. answered Won Held. ~
rather like it ALL It's something new to
me. It's quite refreshing to see those
two young people absorbed in such child's
play"
Soon Won Held's visit had ended. He
was going to travel. The Warrens would
spend September in the mountains.
October would see him at Rockport
again.
With many compliments upon his en-
tertainment, with renewed expressions OF
surprise at the advance, cultivation and
wealth he met in America, he took his
leave
"Did he say anything-anyth!ng in
particular" whispered Mamma Warren
to her daughter.
"Not yet," answered Dora, in tone
that was perfectly satisfactory.
During the visit TO the mountains,
Fairweather overlook the Warren family.
In October he returned with them to
Rockport. Won Held they found already
at the hotel il the village. He had been
there mon or more.
Fairweather muttered: Thought he'd
be on hand in time. Didn't count on
seeing me come home with Dora" Then
Fairweather ordered the most extrava-
gent of bonbonnieries sent up from New
York to Miss Warren. The fact was, he
recognized dangerous rival, and SO
spent thousands of dollars at once in
buying horses, bringing his yacht to
Rockport, bearing the expense OF all sorts
of festivities, and hunting up costly fruits
and flowers; and then he scOwled con-
stantly upon Won Held, and generally
played the desperate lover.
Both men were leaning over Dora's
piano one evening, when MIR. Warren
CHANGED to pass through the parlor. Won
Held, with a hurried "Excuse me-" over
took his steps, and Fairweather could
hear these words: "May speak to you
privately, Mr.. Warren, upon an import
snt matter?' Then the two passed out
upon the piazza together.
Fairweather felt that he understood
the purpose of that interview, and he ex-
claimed to Dora, eff I'd known that for
eign adventurer had followed you home,
I'd have come back six months sooner"
Miss Warren rose, turned toward Fair
weather, swept him once up and down
slowly with her eyes, and walked delib-
erately out of the room.
The sutton felt such pang Of love for
her in that repose, that scorn, that gener-
al superiority to his nature, that IN
moment he had dashed himself into a
jealous fury, and he strobe toward where
Warren and Won Held were sitting out
side on the piazza.
Coming upon them unawares from one
of the draperied windows, he heard this
from the count:
~ wish to ask your sanction for the
addresses have already paid her"
"Already paid her?'' repeated Mr.. War
rem "I'm astonishae."
Fairweather spreng forward, forgetting
everything but his anger.
UMr Warren >, he yOciferated al pro-