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

Two-thirds Of the warm summer day
Anita had spent in the hot kitchen, do
'gE up wild plums, and now, her weari-
less sustained by comforting sense OF
Arty done, she was prepared 10 enjoy a
Fsli earned rest ia the large hammock
hat was swung across the shaded sit
ing room.
The innovation Of this hammock in
BE house, with its suggestion Of trOpi-
.al Incidence, would be q thing 70 stir
- Aunt Martha'S most OutSpOken dis
tDuroval, the niece reflected as she
Lowly swayed herself back aud forth
With the toe Of one Slippered foot. All,
well, she was now Mrs. Bartels, and
this was her own home, thank heaven,
with thrill OF exultatiOn az the thought.
II was for her 70 say how her house
should be arranged-lDxury Unspeak-
able after the repression OF her girl
hood.
Notwithstanding her brave face TO
Donald, Anita was by no means well
pleased at the prospect Of entertaining
this kinswOman, whose goodness, not az
all uncommon 10 its type, carried a lash
FOR all whose ideas or methods differed
from her own. She would have her nose
IN every crack, seeking an outlet for her
restless business, and a finger in every
pie, with frankest and most pungent
criticism upon the composition Of the
gasty.
The Van Zandt family, Of whom Miss
Martha cOmplacently counted herself
chef, had never quite Outgrown the
habit Of regarding Anita as brand
snatChed from the burning. Her father
had been the black sheep Of the flock,
who had escaped the climax OF his er-
ratio career BY marrying and settling in
Mexico. There he had lived happily
enough on the great hacienda OF his
father-in-law until Anita was ten years
ola, when he had been thrown from his
horse and died in an hour, while his
sd0r.ug wife, who since her beautiful
eyes had first rested upon him had
never been content with him out OF her
sight, soon found in 8 fever q path 20
follow him. IL was 81 this point that
her New York relatives came forward
and rescued the unwilling little Anita
from the ignorant bliss OF suppoSing
that life was simply given 70 live and
!oyeand De happy.
Each Van Zandt wOman-and there
were five sisters, married and single
heroicallV resolved 10 be a mother TO
The unhappy child, who narrowly es-
capped the proverbial fate OF the broth
coucocJed by too many cooks. 1t was
tacitly accepted that all the sins Of the
father had descended upon the child, to-
gether with awful possibilities Of others,
more 20 be dreaded because but half i'm
sgined. from the dark mixture OF Span
ish blood that glowed In her tawny face;
and five moral straitjackets OF differ
ent cut were determinedly devised 70 ht
the case. The sweet, dreamy religion OF
her mother, half superstition, but wholly
ceyout, was a field over which all the
Van Zandt missionary zeal felt bound 70
ride ronghshod; and the bewildered
child was converted to orthodoxy as re-
lentlessly as one race Of her fOrefathers
bad been driven to accept the religion
Of the cross and yield up their golden
idols at the jealous swordpoint OF the
other.
Five busy brains were continually 81
work contrivlng schemes to combat the
old Adam OF Incidence which was as
sumed 70 have special dominion over the
Mexican temperament; and the old saw
as % the provision OF Satan tor ldie
hands was tirelesSly dinned in her ears
As reason for the wearying treadmill OF
duties in which she was always driven
And, altogether, they lsbOred for her
good 80 increasingly, and 70 such pur'
pose, that when Anita was eighteen
Years old, when she graduated from
school with many honors, and her edu'
cation was assumed to be finished, even
the Van Zandt ladies began to regard