San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1888-10-06

| HlOLuer ) uUly 10 lus IllOlneTleSS DOys, anu
knew that whatever her hand found to dc
she did it with all her might.
"And it's just because l amt a coward
| don't want to meet her." went on Bob, evi.
IDENTIFY mindful of the traditions of Fitzroger
valor. "You see, Jack, | could hit back il
she was man, but she amt, you know, and
of course, no fellow who is gentleman ever
hits woman"
Robert" | murmured, you are the soul
of chivalry."
"Oh, shut up, Jack Smith" and my small
brother-i;!.,@w elect held me with desperate
grip. SHE'S cont, :I!'
ree.e,. cautiously between the heavy cur
tains AL caught glimpse of Miranda's lank
form aid lynx eyes, The next moment she
was va,.!:hjgg, but she stopped as Katie ap-
pea2ed at tie door.
kate she said, in her thin sharp voice,
Il was looking for you. think you might
help re to pot the jam. Smith may not be
E,rc tonight, and if he comes let him wait
How r%!e YOU look! | can tell you, my
dear, that ycur q. ':2C:,:::nce has not improved
since yCu tocl: w. with FitZherbert."
stood With freezing blood behind the cur
ta:ns. wondering what awful revelation va
about to wreck !:.y life's happiness. In {.
lightning fash of jealous imagination | saw
F.tzherbert No doubt he was one of the
sJel!s Katie had met in London. A military
swe,l-one of those handsome, naughty
cuardsmeu | had read about in society
novels.
Miranda" said Katie, "don't you think !
ought to tell Jack about Fitzherbert!"
No, cont" said Miranda sharply. ~
H. - 70,
to be risked in q collision with the narrow
middle class prejudices of Mr. John Smith"
Katie's voice sounded little weary when
she spoke again;
You know, Miranda, you were Mortified
yourself when l first told you about Fitz-
her5erts proposal"
Miranda replied in tone Of cold superb
GRITTY:
Il was more open to conviction than you
would find Mr, John Smith. We who have
been rooted in English soil for eight cen
turtles naturally take larger views of life
than mushrooms Of yesterday. Besides,
your conduct il this affair is justified by the
example and crn~ovnl of women in the best
societ;."
What a world Of whited sepulchres! l
never loved Miranda, but | had always re-
spected her However skeptical might have
been about her personal charms, had never
doubted her principles. Miranda taught a
class in the Sunday school, worked district
on strict charity organization principles, and
was decorated with the Order of the Blue
Ribbon. Yet here was this seemingly virtu
Gus Miranda applauding her younger sisters
falseness to a true lover, because 1t was the
-, fp
trample upon honest hearts.
Il hate concealment," said Katie; land
Jack is so truthful himself that can't bear
the idea of deceiving him. Oh, Miranda,
dear, was so happy when Fitzherbert made
me the offer that l never stopped to wonder
what Jack would think about it, but now !
am so miserable that l sometimes think
must give up Fitzherhert."
Rubbish" said Miranda, land selfish rub
bish, toe. wonder, Kate Rogers, how you
can talk in that way, when you know how
useful Fitzherbert's money is to your poor
father"
Oh. this was too awful! Kate not only
false to me- but actually so mean as to take
money from her new lover. could stand ii
no longer | wrenched myself from poor
little Bob's grasp, and stood sternly facing
the two girls
Miranda fed from the room. Kate stood
| white and still.
Pray do not give up Fitzherbcrt on ny
! humble account" said, scornfuuy. DO no;
let my vulgar preju>Lce in favor OF truth
| and honest interfere with the wider moral
! ty of the best society. Marry FitzLcrbert to
! MORROW. If you Ike, and be as happy as you
| deserve to be
The color rushed back into Katie's face
! Tho light sTarkied in her eyes. She actually
L..Chel.
'.TtanE you very much, Jack" she saii
'1'I. rTea =. a YOUR kind permission, can
.-.:..vr- +. 1eI't. The fact is" and he,
+ J..c c~es danced, "Fi.zherbert is married.
And you d&re to tell me-" cried in viii
rage chat YOU Lave not only accepted love
L money from a married man"
She ,oo.:ed straight into my furious fac
with LEI i1uy,@i:.S e-cs.
"Fitzhero,rt Is rot a married man." sh
said.
Il was never good at guessing riddles"
said, loftiiy; and as ana not in the moo
for them tonight, | give this one up. l
Fitzherbert is not a married man what, il
heavens name, is FitzherbertT
Clear came the answer in the sweet, gay
girlish voice:
"Fitzherbert is a married woman"
Then, with the crushing consciousness o
having made fool of myself, listened hum
bly, to Katies story.
''Fitzberbert is a west end milliner, an
was Aunt Clara's maid before her marriage
Her name is not really Fitzherbert, bu
something quite ordinary, like Brown Q
Smith-oh, l beg your pardon, JackI Sh
was always fond Of me- and l amused my
self IookiEs through her new fashions. On
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