Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1885-12-26

INV taincu LING u TeSpOnSlDle human
being. When Miss Carew was called
away by her cousin, the belle of P,
whose arm she clasped, Mr.. Springer
startled me by the energy with which he
said
"What pity! She talks charming
ly."
The next day, the sober second
thoughts on the magazine article were
exchanged. There was considerable
speculation concerning the author. The
initials fitted half dozen public men;
the ideas, however, were not in keeping
with the actions of any one named. Every
body was of of one mind on the point
that the entire subject was handled in
mastery manner.
just when speculation was at its
height, little group formed at the main
entrance of the hotel one evening, in
which the superb Laurence Springer and
Miss Carew were the conspicuous figures;
he by sheer force of physical beauty
she because she looked like child sit
ting beside other women. Mr.. Springer
was in one Of his grand moods. He re-
viewed the reviewer to his own satisfac-
ton. 1t was a complimentary perform
ance in the fullest sense, composed
chiefly of purely conventional terms, and
lrreproachable views whereas, the article
discussed drew parallels in the lives of
the Presidents that excited hostility.
Questions that were met boldly and dis
proved of, and matters of great moment,
requiring decisive action that were tenn
ported with in "a cowardly manner, were
presented in light that placed the prin-
cipal actors on level with the mass of
their fellows.
When Mr.. Springer paused, somebody
asked Miss Carew what she thought of
it. To the evident surprise of Judge
b, manifcstly to the surprise of
everybody else, Miss Carew, speaking
as unconcernedly as though she referred
to dress pattern, pointed out an over
sight in the much -lauded performance.
The oversight once acknowledged, moth.
ing could be clearer in her mind than
that a portion of the article rejecting Sc
verely upon dead President, should be
modified. Mr.. Springer was up in arms
at once. Having committed himself I'M
reservedly in support of the entire art-
Gle, he could do no less. Involuntarily
he dropped into the legal habit-pro-
| jected in swift succession categorical
questions that were answered so prompt.
ly, clearly and satisfactorily, that the
questioner sat stunned and silent. Then
Judge b mildly came to Mr.. Spring
er's rescue, but Miss Carew with her
silvery laugh and incompatible smile
routed the judge from his last trench.
She maintained supreme possession of a
fairly fought field. Finally, Mr.. Springer,
piqued by the turn affairs had taken, as
last resort hazarded the danger
Gus experiment of questioning
! the value of opinions not
based upon actual knowledge or
experience, as compared with views pre-
dicted upon research and advanced by
men familiar with every phase of the
questions involved. In short, did Miss
/ Carew, who. did not hesitate to point out
flaws in the much discussed article, rec.
ognize the fact that she had, whether
designedly or not, arrogated to herself
the degree of wisdom required in the
supervision of future performances by
! the same authora
! l shall never forget the look of dis
} may that overspreai Judge BIS face,
or the crimson cheeks and brow Mr..
Springer turned to us when Miss Calew,
with. Il merry laugh, said she would take
/ the matter into consideration immcdi-
atcly. She then bowed to us, and beg
ging her friend, Judge b to excuse
her. withdrew.
Among the late arrivals that day was
literary lion of unusual proportions, a
! friend of Judge b. Little Miss
Carew had barely gone, when a we'll
preserved gentleman of middle age ex-
tended his hand to Judge B., and
hurriedly inquired where Miss Carew
was to be found.
''Little Miss Carew!" said Judge b.
''She was here moment ago. What
can you want with my friend Miss Ca
rew2"
"Send that to her at once" said the
lion, handing the judge an envelope. The
Judge, with irritating deliberation, turned
the envelope slowly over in his hand,
read the imprint we all saw plainly in
one corner. then calling a servant, DIS
patched him to Miss Carew's room with
the letter.
had an GRAND to Miss Carew's room
an hour later. She was bending over
some narrow slips of paper when en-
tered They were swept aside, then
she handed me one with frank smile
saying:
"There, l need not make mystery of
it with friends-all dislike is the pes
tering of strangers"
There, before my eyes, was the con-
Guiding article on the Presidents, with a
letter from the editor, "hurrying Miss
Calew."
81 think" said Miss Carcw, 81 may
be pardoned if | see defects in my own
work. Defects shall endeavor to rene
dy in this paper. You are at liberty to
speak to all my friends. And you can
say am accustomed to criticism, for |
have written much that failed to please
publishers, and never satisfied me-
If Miss Carew had suddenly been en-
dowed with all the graces and inexhaus-
tible wealth,a greater change in peoples
estimate in her could not have been
manifested. The elegant Laurence
Springer from that day. was her self
constituted chevalier wondered how
it would all turn out. was, by turns,
inclined to wish him success in his suit.
and indifferent. was, 1 believe, the
first taken into her confidence.
II have accepted Mr.. Springer, Miss
D. / could not help it. He would
not take no for an answe,-and, oh.
said it so often"
Doubtless she did, but as I see them
every year. the husband exhibiting that