Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1891-09-27

1t was growing dark when Anita came
laggingly back into the town, and the
church bells were clamoriDg their invi-
tations 20 the weekly prayer meeting,
Anita laughed bitterly as she heard
them. Let the fools go aud pray II they
woodland wake one day 10 ind ali
their cries and petitions Of no more
avail TO move Gods mercy than a puff
OF wind. How many times had she
praved, tears of passionate earnest 10
her eyes, that she might be given the
sweet power to hold forever DOnald'S
love. the only good of life she bad feared
to lose--and now, at last, she had Gods
answer.
There was sweet, dewy freshness
about the place that fell soothingly on
her fevered spirit, although she scarce
perceived it. A local ordinance. de-
signed to economic the water supply,
restricted the sprinkling OF lawns to
this part OF the day, and the cool drip
ming Of water was everywhere promising
new life to the dusky gardens, and every
clean washed tree and shrub seemed
tremulous with JOY from its refreshing
douche. OrOdelphia nuTSed its ereenery
with q fond solieitude only appreciate
In a country naturally seanty of vegeta-
ton. and, with the distinctive unreason
of humankind, enjoyed natures rich
gifts the more in proportion TO the price
she demanded.
Alta certain corner, where somewhat
pratentious modern house stood well
back beyond veivety swell OF lawn,
Anita hesitated, glancing at little man
who, with an air of. grave Importance,
was absorbed In watching the eccentric
gyrations Of new kind OF sprinkling
attachment on his garden hose. This
was the cashier of the bank where Don
aid kept his account. He recognized
Mrs. Bartels, as she irresoiutely paused,
and started to open the gate for her, his
rubber oversboes pompously pattering
on the stone walk.
s'You find me having a good time,
like a sehoolboy," he exclaimed. his
tone implying how gravely apology
might be demanded when man OF his
dignity was discovered bending himself
10 ANYTHING so small as the sprinkling
of a lawn. II nature had meant TO put
the stamp Of insigni6cance upon him,
he had never acquiesced In her caprice,
and he could not have done more 10
Danish such thought from other minds
than By his complacent air or rating
himself q giant among men. The world
in its hurry is generally disposed TO ac-
cent a man at his own valuation, par
ticularly il his opinion is blessed with a
ricb financial backing. Mrs. Bartels
might shave counted the little holes
MERGED in the crown Of his felt hat, as
he opened the gate for her, but, even
n she had been less preoccHpied. 1t
would not have entered her mind TO feel
otherwise than small beside him.
"Have you observed how men never
outgrow the weakness for playing with
fire and water?" he went on: ''how we
ALI enjoy fire, and what fun we can
have out OF q garden hose? But surely
YOU are coming IMP" surprised as she
stood still. MRS. ingalls, will be de-
lighted to see you?"
Not tonight, thanks. Icame to see
Won. Mr.. Ingalls," with dazzling smile,
Anita's face had the Mexican quality OF
alternating between an apathetic repose
that was almost dull and lifeless and An
excessive animation the more brilliantly
dazzling by contrast, when excitement
reused the slumbering fire Of her eyes
and called out the soft rose flush on her
creamy cheeks. Mr.. ingalls, found him
self marveling that he had never before
observed what beautiful woman Mrs.
Bartels was, but he was none the less
warily minded that ladies who called 70
see him generally carried subscription
papers in their pockets, and his admira-
ton did not prevent certain stifening
of his features, a subtle hint OF his ca
pacity to say no" while he waited to
hear her erraud. "But won't you come
in, Just the same?" he corrteously sug-
.gested.
"No-thanks. ! merely wanted to
know IL you could possibly cash check
for me tonight"
uThe banker, relieved Of his first ap-
prehension, smiled benignantly, lifting
bis eyebrows with slightly quizzical
expression. he regarded women as
properly classified with children and
idiots in matters Of business. ITO
night? Why, Mrs Barteis, it would be
a pleasure TO oblidge you, but you know
that banking hours ended at three
o'clock, and the cash was ia the safe and
the time lock on before i've"
s'Of course knew that this was not
the proper time for business sweetly
spolOgetic, her smile ssductively win