Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1891-06-20
CHANGING HER NAME.


my name" said Phebe Warland.
q She spoke in tone no louder than
her usual wont but il so happened that
the piano. violin and cornet. engaged
by Mrs. Dupre for her little Informal
dance had just finished the waltz num-
bers with final crash, aud during the
unnatural silence that followed Phebe's
voice sounded clear and distinct
Every ybody looked in her direction;
she looked confused and turned red.
Most young ladies haven't said
Capt. Casserly, mischievously.
"It depends entirely on who asks
you, eh. Phebe?" laughed Mildred
Payne not without spice OF malice in
her voice.
Uric Perry looked at her with a
cold, disappearing glance.
OF all things he valued delicacy and
refinement In u woman. and up 10 this
time he had firmly believed Phobe
Warland to be pure. sweet lily of the
valley among women. Aud now this
bold and startling declaration savored
OF the fasl-youug-lady type which he
particularly disliked.
As for PheEc herself she sat silent.
the rosy bushes sulfusing her fair fore
head to the very roots OF her hair.
"rm OF tho same opinion myself.
Phebe." called ont Fairy Falkland.
ro@p mSa Vim. IN the ' ,o@s ss' oniy
had the courage to declare it before
folks"
Here's the lanciers," said Casserly.
Miss Falkland. will YOU honor mep-
,,;th al, ,,nHarstandinn that
I'm not prepared to ask you to change
your name"
There was general laugh, and
when Uric Perry looked around for
Miss Warlaud her place was vacant.
1T is very strange" said be, II had
written my name down on her card
for the lanciers. Now / cannot find
her."
Its always the way with these prim
prudes," said his sister, Mrs. Lovejoy,
with toss of her head. There's
more than one side to them. / dare
say she's flirting with that young
Cuban officer out in the hall"
Uric Perry was very silent when
she came home from the Dupre party.
Cilla. her sister. was in unusual
spirits.
II say, Phebc," she cried. as she
brushed out her masses OF auburn
curls, "what sensation you made"
Phebe made no answer.
''But il was a ridiculous speech.
wasn't it?"
Phcbe bit her lip.
You might. at least, have spoken
up to defend me. Cilla."
Cilla shrugged her shoulders.
What could sayr That you were
stesdfastly determined to make fool
OF yourselfp Thank you. don't mean
to be the first to declare that fact to
the public"
"Oh, Cilla! After the dreadful lau-
guage that butcher used to mamma
Yesterday"
''Tradespeople always make them
selves disagreeable."
"Aud that poor ,lressmaker crying
80 over last summers unpaid bill!'
"All put on" complacently mur-
mured CilIa. the brush still passing in
aud out among tho cleaning masses Of
her rich hair. but there's one thing
what you say or don't say won't
make much difference 10 Uric Perry
after this"
mo, know that it won't" Phebc
listlessly answered.
"You saw that glance OF his. thenP"
xnd Phcbs went to bed aud cried
herself noiselessly to sleep.
1T is very strange" said Mrs. Love-
| 10Y to her brother. Uric Perry, sew
eral weeks afterward. ''but one never
sees that Youngest Miss Warland IN
society any more"
| perhaps she is out of town"
NO for met her lately"
Mrs. Lovejoy looked kecnly at her
brother. Ulrics lace was rs impassive
us that OF the Egyptian sphinx.
Just about that time the lace window
| draperies in the Perry mansion needed
renewing. aud when Mrs. Lovejoy
heard that her brother was going to
Philadelphia she declared her inlcn-
ton Of accompanying him.
.And you will 20 with me to Beau
clerc's" said she. coaxingly. ''and
give me tho valley cashmere shawl
| you've promised me so long. Do.
| ulric, there's darling"
What could Uric do but yicldp
The shawl department at Beauclcrc's
was crowded. aud the smiling shop
walker called one Of tho attendants
from an adjoining room to act as lay
figure for the adyantagcous display Of
the 81. 600 shawl on which Mrs. Love-
Joy had fixed her fancy.
Miss Denton" he called, ''be 30
good as to step this way. Therer'--
finging the shawl In sumptuons folds
over her shoulders you can scarcely
fail 10 SEQ tho effect now"
Mrs. Lovejoy gave little start.
| .Ulric." she softly whispered. ''it is
Phebo Wariand."
Hut he had turned away, aud was
apparently occupied III scrutinixiug y
rare old piccc Of German tapestry dis
playcd IN tho window.