The Somerset reporter., 1889-12-05

"'Oh, he's gone! he's gone!' and Miss
Phlpps was horriflcd tn see the girl sink
into chair, and give way to
passionate weeping.
what has happened, poor child" she
exclaimed.
81 have quarrelled with Jack,
sohbcd r Dse.
"Well, what made you? Dear me, don't
take on so"
II didn't. He did," was the spasmodic
reply. "lIe dared to say that had told
him Isabel and Henry were friendly and
that he might come tonight. As II
wouldn't give anything-ah. ~ Rose in.
terrupted herself as Mrs. Midway sudden
ly entered the room
MY dear Rose! At last, What does
this mean? Why are you crying" asked
the new conner, advancing and embracing
her sister.
1T would be useless to tell you, Isabel
what 1t means. You would not care"
Mrs. Midway did not press the point.
well, come now and battle your face,
dear. am SO glad you have arrived al
last, Mr.. Weldon has already been here
twice to see you. and expect every mo-
ment that he will come again"
Rose regarded the speaker with desper
ate eyes.
Are YOU still giving that good man the
impression that shall marry him," she
asked.
Isabel did not reply.
II have kept my promise that would
not write to him, but | warn you that the
first time that | meet him | shall tell him
the truth"
Then you will offend us very deeply
blight your prospects in life" returned
Mrs. Midway, firmly. "Of course, Mr.
Weldon will he estranged from you, and
you cannot expect assistance from Henry
after disappointing him so deeply"
''Ah, that is it, cried Rose. Isabel,
you married for love, and you would have
some feeling for me were it not for Hen
ry's mcrcenary designs, which blind him
to his own hard -heartedness. If he did
not need financial assistance from Mr..
Weldon"
"Rose, you are beside Yourself" eX-
claimed her sister, angrily. remember,
we are not alone. | suppose you have
made the acquaintance of Henry's amt,
Miss phipps. Please excuse me, Aunt
Deborah, while | show my sister to her
room"
After they had gone, Miss Phipps con-
tnued to sit bolt upright in her chair,
staring into space. She put one hand to
her forehead confusedly
81 wonder if have walked up YETI" she
quercd. at all seeuis about of a piece
with that fellow with the telephone head,
and suppose | did dream of him
After little more reflection she shook
her head.
81 guess am awake" she remarked,
"and the fact is I've tumbled right into
the middle of novel"
She suddenly clutched the arm of her
chair. "For-cver." she exclaimt d, in a
different voice, as the explanation of her
experience flashed upon her.
Her face slowly redeemed, and for min
ute battle was waged within her be-
tween her kind heart and her wounded
vanity. Then she rose and looked once
more in the glass.
"There is no fool like an old fool" she
dryly; then she walked ener-
getically from the room, put on her bon
,;ct ait. shawl, ard started for her
nephew's Office,
An hour later she re-entered Isabeps
pleasant morning room 70 her satisfac-
Jon it was still vacant. Walking ST aight
10 the telephone she rang with firm
hand.
"llello," she said, give me One Four
cen"
Fortune favored her, and after very
short time One Fourteen responded with
l weary "Wel?"
Miss Phipps-This is Mrs. Medway's.
One Fourteen eagerly Are you Rose?
Miss Phpps-The last rose of summer;
lut wait, take an interest in your Rose,
Are you Jack?
One Fourteen-My name Is John.
Miss Phpps-Well, | am Mr.. Medway's
aunt, and like you.
One Fourteen-Pardon me, | do not re
member you
Miss Phipps-Your memory is short.
You met me in this very spot this morn
ing.
One Fourteen-I don't understand.
Miss Phipps-Yes, you said all those
pretty things to the old auntie.
One Fourteen (explosively) What
Why did you not undeceive me? You
don't know the trouble it has made.
Miss Phipps-Yes, do; but | can ex-
plain that to Rose. / am ashamed of
Henry Midway for making her so much
trouble.
One Fourteen (fervently)-So am |.
Miss Phipps-I have just been down to
his office. 1t seems he needs some money
help. Well, I'm going to let him have it,
instead of Mr.. Weldon. His securty's
all right. Do you begin to understand
One Fourteen-I'm afraid IN dreaming.
You don't seem real 1t is too good to
be true.
Miss Phpps (dryly)-.Just what |
thought this morning. but In your case it
won't prove so. Come up this evening
and see.
One Fourteen-W What! Shall l really
Gomez
Miss Phipps-Thats my advice.
One Fourteen-Ob bless you. What
can | ever say or do to express what
feel?
Miss Phipps - Don't wear telephone
head, that's all.
One Fourteen What?
Miss Phipps-Nevcr mind.
With this, Miss Deborah hung up the
rec. liver She beamed complacently as
she sought Roses room. The girl had a
bound around her aching
but Miss Phipps words banished
all signs Of woe.
If sir. Medway's aunt had stepped into
a novel she had certainly gained the hero
ines place, and tina; evening, sitting be-
tween Rose and the eloquent-eyed Jack.
Mr.. and Mrs. Midway cycling the group
she told herself that she had
reached the pleasautest experience of her
life. clara Louise BuFnhdm in "DreSS'