The Globe-republican., 1891-04-22
A HERO WORSHIPER.
DENIES Little Scheme, and What
Came Of It.

''That man was hero.'
Adelaide De Forrest sprang up from
the sofa and began pacing up and down
the room with the morning paper in
her hand
''Who is that man. Addie?" asked
her brother.
This poor fellow who rescued four
women from burning building at the
risk of his life. The name of such a
man should live forever! If 1 were one
of those women l should 60 down on
my knees to him and beg to be allowed
to be near him and serve him while l
lived
But if all four of the women did
that, Adelaide, there would surely be
trouble"
Il would like to marry such man as
thatr' said Adelaide.
but he has wife already. it seems,
and five small children" said her broth
.er. with his eyes on the paper.
How small it makes the men seem
whom one knows" said Adelaide, un-
heeding-''the dancing men. the lily
fingered, cigarette-smoking, languid.
tailor-made specimens one meets in So
ciety. Think of the contrast between
them and this brave fellow, who was
only poor plumber"
"a poor plumber, did you say. Adder"
climbing down the ladder through
a sea Of fire bearing his burden Of
of"
-Four women" put in Bonnie.
''Of clinging female helplessness
Oh. wish l could meet that man and
thank him in the name of womapkind!'
Bonnie contemplated his sister for a
full minute.
That might be arranged" he said.
Adelaide De Forrest paused in her
walk and looked at her brother with a
curious expression. She was mag
nificent-looking girl, over five feet nine
inches in height, and she held her
head high and gloried in her stature.
Her brother was full two inches short
er. and slight and boyish in appearance.
Il wonder if you have any idea what
it is that woman worships in man?
if you have any conception of what a
hero isl"
Bennie redeemed little. but made
no reply.
1T is strength, bravery and daring,
that a woman pre-eminently desires in
the man she loves. Without these quail
tiles he is on level with herself, and
without these qualities it will be hard
for him to maintain even that level"
Strength, bravery and daring were
not strongly marked traits of Bonnie De
FORESTS character. He was cookbook
ing fellow, with a passion for horse
racing. and luxurious tastes which did
not tend to increase his bank account
But whether he was hero or not he had
won the heart of a charming girl; and
though he did not mind much what
Adelaide said OF thought, his mind in
stantly reverted to Lucy Daniel, and
he wondered if she had ideas like to his
sisters.
Adelaide seemed to divine his
thoughts, for she began to laugh.
And all women think alike on this
subject" she said as she left the room.
That was the whole conversations;
but the subject fingered in Bennie's
mind all day. His sister had become
very intimate with Lucy Daniel since
Lucy admired and looked up to Ade-
laide. What if the latter should instill
her peculiar ideas of hero-worship into
the mind of his affianced? He did not
like Adelaide's laugh as she left the
room. and sudden feeling of resent
ment against his sister famed up with
in him.
That night. at the Union club, he
took Jack Lemon into his confidence
Jack was Bennie's particular friend,
and as unlike Bonnie in personal APP
pearance and character as can be i'm
agined. He stood six feet one inch in
his stockings, and was darkly handsome
as Amadis of Gaul He had a heart
brave as lions, and an eye soft as a
woman's, and he would do anything for
his friend, particularly tonight. as
Bonnie had just given him pointer on
the Suburban. Jack heard Bennie's
scheme through in silence. Then he
looked out of the window a couple of
minutes before he spoke
''Humph! l wouldn't mind going into
the thing for lark. The only point l
dislike is frightening slip of a girl out
OF her wits
"A slip of girl" CALCULATED Bonnie.
"Wait till you see my sister Adelaide.
She's nearly as tall as you are, and can
row and fence and ride as well as You
can. She isn't afraid of anything
Can she shoot?' asked Jack. little
anxiously.
Indeed she cam replied Beunie:
''but she hasn't got revolver. The
only firearms about the house are those
in my room"
Indeed. Well, you see naturally
thought your sister was like you. Ben
ME. But have you thought of the po-
ice?''
''Yes. I've thought of everything. 1t
Is very simple. The safe where her
jewel box is stands in the back parlor |
This | will open, and you will have the |
box when l discover you. Then you |
rush upstairs, through the hall and into |
my room at the end. to the left dash |
after you, you jump into the closet, and |
/ run to the window and fire two shots !!