The Hot Springs star. (Hot Spings [Hot Springs], Dakota [Dakota Territory, i.e. S.D.]) 1886-189?, 1888-06-22
CONQuEHlNG A QUAKER.

sa's ia.MG us ono mat was not horn to die.
I%CONQuERlNG A QUAKER.
81 would offer to help you, Edith,
only don't know what you mean to
take" said Helena Marvin, looking in
to the room where her sister was pack
ing:
"IakcP" said Edith, hardly pausing
TO answer as she moved about the open
trunks from closet and bureau, "why,
I'm going to take everything"
Don you mean to make any con-
ccssions"
Not u concession"
you think it will be better to defy
thcm?"
defy them! No, indeed! What a
horrible iden! I mean to please them"
But how can you possibly please
them if you wcar silk dresses and curl
your hair?"
81 don't know; perhaps I shan't; but
I'm going ta Try. And l know / never
shoulh please anybody if l left nv hair
straight;" and the pretty Cambridge
belle thought to herself that it would
be u pity, indeed, il she, who had AL
ways pleased everybody without try
ing, could not please Roberts RELATIVES
if she did try.
But this visitto Roberts relatives was
naturally contemplated with cycm o
than the usual trembling cxcitcmemtof
the young fianccc. rRnhcyt's father
and mother AND sisters We're all quak-
cls, with traditions and beliefs anicus.
toms according to which they ought Ia
contemplate with horror and distress
this union of their only son and brother
with Il worldling-and such a world
ling! Such a fascinating combination
of laughing eyes, and merry lips, and
curling hair. and tinkling bangles, and
rustliny, long silk skirts, and coauct-
tisll bonnets, aud |,%cwildcring laccs,
and ribbons, and little slippers.
But she had IL faint hope that, once
brought in contact with her worldli.
hess, they would find IL N'c.r,~..~ ~.
;hey tlnnylM: !" j..
! cniGl:;c' .... should she NOT
conquer them? Robert had not fallen
in love with hcr in spite of her airs and
grace; he had fallen in love with the
airs and graccs themselves. He had
often told her so. He had repeatedly
pointed out the particular little curl
over her adorable forehead that had
first won his attention, andhad assured
her that it was 4: certain bit of lace
about her throat thatliad completed his
suhiugation. And that dear little curl
was not only a curl, but was a bought
curl. held in its place by hairpins. and
us fictitiously worldly, a s u curl could
possibly be. True, Robert was not cx.
actly ~ quaker. he was only a descend
ant of quascrs. He had not definitely
rcnounccd the world, although there
chung TO him from the force of heredity
aud training and circumstances a GER
tain grave demeanor and atmosphere
of earnestness. He did not dance; he
did not even want to dance; but he did
not exactly disapprove of other people
dancing if anybody did choose to III
dn)gc in SD foolish - caprice; and on
the evening when he had been lurcd by
IL friend TO one of the Cambridge ''as-
scmllies." and had met there his inn
mediate, unqucstionable, irresistible,
worldly little fate he had even felt sud.
denly Il sort of impotent rage with him
self ut not being able to dance. True,
he didn't want to dance any more than
he v q did; but then, she wanted to
dance, and how could he ever please
her if he couldn't do exactly the same
things she did.
Still, he had pleased her, and with
very little effort, for the quiet, earnest
youth was tall and very handsome and
\ would graduate with honors; in consid'
i n,.atsnn IF ,,,1,s.,1, ,,tt ,m. ~ D,,c 1,ss M s.n nuf.
ness might easily be forgiven, even, in
deed, if the c%arnestness itself had moi
a certain charm of its own. as at leasl
a novelty. So, if Robert had pleased
her. and she had pleased Robert. I'm
like each othera us they werc-and every
body acknowledged that it was a pei,
feet love match on both sides-why
might it not be possible that she would
please Roberts relationsp Though mo-
so much as q slipper-bow would sh,
sacrifice from her pleasant worldlines
to secure that much.to-be-desired re
suit.
AS it CHANGED, a test of her resolu
ton in this respect was offeredimmedi
ately. Mrs. Marvin and Edith hat
hardly been shown to their chamber
after their arrival at the Longwortl
home. before Edith opened her travel
ing bag and exclaimed in dismay:
HOh, dear! oh, dear! Mamma, m.
slate pencil is all broken into bits. ant
my crimps are all out of curl. What
ever shall / do? Oh, I know! Esthe
said she would be in the next room il
wanted anything"
In another minute she was tappinga
Esther's door.
II am sorry to trouble you, but m,
slate-pencil is all broken to bits in M,
bag. Could you let me have n o
yOursp"
"Thee wouldlikea slate-pencilp" sal,
Roberts serene sister, with evident be
wildermcnt.
Eyes; for my crimps you know
They are all out of curl and 80 tumble'
that I can't go downstairs looking So
But could thee not comb them out
I could lend thee q comb to comb thcr
out"
~ could, of course, but you have N
idea what q fright I am without M,
crimps. Robert never saw me with M
hair straight, and I know he woul,
hate to have his mother see me unles
I was looking my very, very best. q
course, you know, / have another ban,
in my trunk" Edith made this fran
confession with q wild instinct that
would be best for Roberts relatives t
know the worst at once. 30 that nm
possible concessions to be made aftel