Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1883-10-05

would like you TO share with me
Robertine stirred uneasily.
II have had thoughts, too" she said,
half lightly. Il have been thinking Of
getting married"
lie look at her i'm n curious way, but
did not interrupt, as she went on:
Eyes, i have about decided that the
only thing can do Is. get married.
80. Robertine " he said, in n shocked
voice.
"You think am joking, Dick, but
am not. / am taking n business point
of view of the matter. must find n
| rich husband. You see / belong to a
very goOd-for-nothing class; incapable
and indOlcnt. yet ambitious for social
/ distinction; mediocre i'm talent, vet re-
fined in taste. while my education has
been of such superficial nature that
the thought Of IL disgusts me-"
30. RObertiue :" he repeated. dis
trcSsfully. "But you couldn' sell your
self-you could not marry for money
alonel"
80. dear. no." she answered. cheer
fully, not for money alone. / must have
respeciable-lOoking husband. with a
suspicion Of brains. Then. too, while
she is about il, why can't n girl happen
/ To fall In love with n man who has
money? regard il rs my duty to do
this. andy the way-you ought to
follow my example"
He changed his seat to one beside her
ON the sofa. and spoke in a hurt, re-
proachful tone:
'Robcrtine, these words are unworthy
OF you. ! can't understand why you
should joke. either. We've have been
good friends 81" then he broke off. as if
he had lost all self-control, all power of
speech.
She was moved. and remained silent
until the sound Of her mother i'm the 9TH
or room seemed TO give her tongue new
impetus.
"Ah. Richard, art is long and life is
hceting3 We have no time 90 be great
or 10 foster grand thoughts Whv.
even YOU and | might be silly enough to
fall in love with each other. but il
wouldn't do. would it? o, no, IL would
bc ridiculous mad! The very last
thing on carthw
The very last thing or Garth" he
repeated. quietly. They were not look
ing ut each other now, yet they were
""'il H'i"uEOll patc.
"Thc very las;r she said. recovering
herself after a moment; then abruptly:
Richard, | want 20 tell you some
little things confidential, YOU know,
strictly confidential"
"los,' he said, vacantly.
Richard, this IS midsummer: but I
suppose YOU know people wear 1annels
IN wintcr-timc ladies do"
Her seeming irrelevancy might at
other times have startled him; now he
only sighed inquiringly:
"Wcll?"
"Ncll, last winter-you remember
how cold IL was-how many flannels
do you suppose mother and 1 had
apiece"
Three, perhaps" he ventured,
YEARLY.
mo, indeed; we had three between
us. This kept us washing one twice n
week, which was tircsomc, besides
wearing out the garments. Fancy hay
ing one such article of clothing and tax
ing 10 of NJ bed time to wash il that IL
may dry by morning. Isn't the thought
abominablc?'
The long. quivering breath that he
drew smotc her painfully. rs she felt
that, through her, his heart must ache
n long time. perhaps forever
She could not look ut him. He rose
without speaking. Perhaps he could
not trust his voice.
you are not going, Dick? But
perhaps YOU haven't been TO supper"
81 don't KNOW he faltered. Il
must go and finish some work. IL
hope you will not do anything hastily.
Robertinc, cmember-remembe Tam
your friend-always." Then he went
out and away.
Mrs. Ferris slid the doors ajar and
entered.
Gone at last?" she asked. glancinr
through the window ut the tall form
crossing the street. with slow. dis
piritcd gait. IF he doesn't look COM
/ monr'
Robcrtine had gone to the piano.
Mother she said, impaticntlv. ''if
Major Drummond proposes again
you'd better marry him. He's uncom-
mon enough to suit you-especially his
temper"
She could have sobbcd aloud. she so
hated herself. She fanc;cd Richard A.
ccnding to his poor room across the
way-his gray, cherries, pathetic room
and sitting down Uncontrolled AMONG
his manuscripts. She could see his pale
face, his sad. brown eyes. She hated
herself, and her mother, and Wilfred
Wales, and all the cruel. bitter worldl
She tried n strain of Memberships
music To soothc and strengthen her, and
her mother spoke, rs if reminded:
" The piano rent is due tomorrow,
Robcrtino. Don't let me forget; they
are ycry eNacting"
Robertine changed To fierce opera
melodies, and Immediately Mr.. will
fred Wales arrived. Mrs. Ferris had
made her escape and closed the folding
doors.
- was thinking of you,n said Rob
ertine, swcctly, and speaking the truth.
"Ot me? Is that so? TEen Pm
glad. He pressed her hand with all n
| lover fondness.
Nor was he really so obicctionable-a
well-built man with progressing
cOuntenance and frank. easy speech
He never romanccd, nor paused for ex-
actncss, nor unfolded quaint discover
les, nor indulged in bcH-trorat0 poesy,
rs poor Dick Ethel was wont
He was cheerful caller and often
made her laugh; still there were times
when she could rs well have yawnsd.
(Poor Dick Ethel might have talked
all night and never wcar'ed her.)
4" Take the rock; ng-chair," she
begged, land will sit right here on
the sofa, We can both see the street
and feel the breeze
Thanks" said Mr.. Wales, twink
ling his great third-finger diamond by
careless motions of the hand.
IL say, what do you thinkP am 60
ing 10 change hotels"
Indeed? Why l thought you liked
your place so muchP"
II did, until this morning. Never
was more surprised in my life. What
do YOU suppose found in my coffeeP"
"A fly. ;" the young lady suggested.
mot exactly"
Then a roachP"
20 n. no; dear me. not so bad. But