Democratic messenger., 1888-04-07
.-inat my mosncr .ooks 1or ner at lunch

MOO! n-o-oi moor
"You have-got-to go,n said intensely,
catching her hands, and holding them in the
firm grasp Of which I have read. .Grad.
grind is going to take you to Aunt Melli-
cents, and am going 10 walk with Miss
Reardon."
At this sl,e redoublcd her screams, and
heaped such terms OF infant obloquy upon
Miss Reardon that I blushed for my family.
"She doesn't always behave So" I cx-
plaincd, weakly. "It Is an absurd fancy she
has that my time is exclusively hers The
sooner she 10 broken OF Il the better;r and 30
saying, threw the tiny hands hack into her
lap, and walked resolutely away with Miss
Rear'ion. But did not enjoy one moment
Of that walk. Tho tones OF my companions
voice echoed in my ears as baby lamenta-
tions. Tho imploring anguish Of Molrs eyes
pursued mo over every inch Of tho way.
Whether justly or not, suffered the remorse
Of q criminal.
ut Is very pretty" Miss Rcarion rc-
marked, with touch Of irony, one day,
''your devotion to that child.n
pretty" reiterated, bitterly.
ayes. suppose IL Is your choice Of q fad.
Some run to moose skin CATERS and some to
terra Gotta Derbys. Yours took this form Z"
GOOD heavens!" protested, "you don't
for moment fancy that Il Is matter Of
choice witE mo, my dangling after tho Prin-
cess Mollr
"Oh, thcy all mako a virtue Of their folly.
I suppose 1t Is martyrdom, to wear salmon
colorcd gloves, or bangle for dear Marbro's
sake"
fairly groaned. "oh, that you should so
misintcrpret mol ! swear TO you, on my
honor. that have suffered more from tho
importantly Of that child than tongue can
tell. She frozc TO me from tho minute first
committed the fatal mistake Of noticing her
at all, and TO this day she has never once let
up ON IL. What Is fellow to dot She has
blue eyes; she has the sweetest mouth in tho
world; she frowns; she smiles; shc whccllcs
mo like woman Of 80. II she werc not my
sister should give her poison, or bury her
under the doorstep, or But can't"
"You might get married." suggested my
companion. "Shc would never speak to you
again. They never do"
$50 you really suppose IL woull work that
wayf' inquired, skeptically. "l'm afraid
she would murder me instead. "Thc Prin-
cess Is dreadfully afraid Of my getting mar
ried-I have discovered that She thinks
shc Is deep, but shc isn't. No. l can scc
through her. She has tho strangest antipathy
10 the bridal parties that she sees going into
Sc. Pauls. She commands Gradgrini and
me to get past them rs quickly as possible.
She turns that plush capof hers square away
from the bride. Yes, have discovered that
she would seriously object 70 my getting
married"
$50 you propose to bc tied to her cap
strings all your lifer' demanded my com.
panion. ''If wero you. should break
away from this bondage before tho cord bc-
comes cable"
at was never cord; it has always hccn n
cable" said, hopclcssly. "Bcsides, am
not sure that could get married, oven IL
Moll wcro willing"
"No. You should consider that Miss
Rcardon was charming In Redfcrn gown
ono Of those pastorally simple looking things
which cost the fortune Of n sultan. ITO bo
able TO marry involves two things-lovc and
money"
~ should not have said that; but since you
have, Why didn't you say money and love-
"Bccause love has q tendency to mako
money-for its object; whereas have never
observed that love Of the genuine sort wrs
over evolved out Of mere money"
"Oh, II you put II that way, Then you
mcan-for prefer plain arithmetic to al.
gcbraic symbols-that IL man wished 10
marry hc would contrive to earn the money
t0 do it."
"That Is what mean. IIc might have TO
giyo up the moose skin CATERS llo probably
would. Very fow married men bclong TO
tho leisure class merely Ia love il an occ,l-
patton. but then my hypothesis was, II a
man wishes 70 marry"
by Jover' exclaimed, "you know I
haven't the CATERS 10 give up. Do you think
We might venture!'
Miss Rcardon looked comical "You mean
10 ask whether woald advise you to marry
without the Princess Moll's conScntf
"oh. hang Moll! Do you consentr'
At which she burst into a merry laugh.
"what would she do 20 me. Should daro
TO drink coffee any more. or open little pack
ages. or go out after darkF
"You darlingl You don't deny Ill You
do love me!n
As uttered these words tho rumble Of
perambulator crossed the pavement, AMI
glanced round instinctivcly. What l saw
was the crown OF white plush bonnet,
turned at right angles with the body Of tho
wearer, and the back Of silky coat.
'She saw usl' gasped Miss Rcarlon.
"And shc will never speak 20 me ngain!'
cried In exultation. "Vive Ia libcrte!r-
Emma Sherwood Chester In Iarpers Bazar