The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1892-10-02

isn't worth while for her to quarrel @ith
man on whom she NAV De forced u rely
| for al! the happiness she can have
Forced! Who can force her -
Father. mother. a whole household.
And break her heart
Has she any hearth" biting his s:ious-
| tache as il he meant it All injury.
Heart? Honor Humphreys She
| well. You are the last person TO defly II !
| ~ What have I to do with it 2"
''Oh, certainly-if you have been mean
ing nothing"-frightened into the pro-
| priety she had forsaken IN her desire to
| help roth Honor and herself.
Meaning nothing? L? What dc you
mean ?" exclaimed Ted, suddenly facing
her. You know | am meaning eome-
thing! You know love Honor with all
my heart and soul! You know ] you'd
spend my life for her. You krnw l
haven't dollar in the world
Il know she loves you, whether you
have a dollar in the world or not! And
the next instant Ted Dane, in thoaght-
less, breathiess ecstasy, had clasped
Marian TO his heart for one swift second.
On such an avowal is was absolutely i'm
possible not 10 embrace some one.
ION, Marian" he said, you are the
best friend a man ever had ~
mo, no, not" she gasped, pink with
her bushes. What do you do such q
thing as that for! On, / am sure Mr..
Chipperiey saw you.'
"What if he did! What do care for
Chipperiey? Oh, Marian. you have faade
me the happiest man in the world J" And
Mr.. Chipperiey. whom some dancing fell
low had robbed of Honor, saw the ae. and
heard the words as he came down the
orchid house, and noticed for the first
time that Marian Marcy, in her h1isty
toilet of lavender satin and ttllie,
was really most attractive per-
son and most becomingly dressed.
He knew that Marian had little
or nothing of her own except her mothers
jewels, and that II was owing to Hoftor's
determined insistance that she had every
thing as if she were a daughter OF the
house. and it only made Honor seem Eaore
charming still. How we'll that young
woman would spend big income. With
what generosity. what nobility
AS for Ted, when Honor had finished
that dance he was awaiting her. And
what took place out in the grand hall
where two people sat on the pedestal of
the Psyche and Eros group. in the broad
glare of the candles. one opening and shut
ting her fan, the other leaning toward iler
eagerly and taking the fan into his ewn
hands at last. all the world might see. but
only two of all the world might know
1T is time." said old General Him.
phreys to his daughter, a week, perhaps.
after that night, shat Mr.. Chipperiep had
definite answer. He is very impatient.
Your mother thinks your conduct is fast
becoming scandalous." And he cleared
his throat and Strengthened his collar in
preparation for the fray TO which he had
been deputed.
"She will think it is quite scandalous be-
fore am through, fear"
II can't imagine your objection to q
man of Mr.. Chipperley's WORTH
"Oh, he is worth too much"
"fhis is not an occasion for tFiffing,
Honor
"Well. then, the chief objection is that
/ prefer someone else," said Honor, care
lessly swinging her lorgnon.
Someone else!' and the eyebrows like
epau!ettes lifted themselves and fell again
Ominously.
Yes. I presume that at least my pre-
ferences are my own"
MAY l ask who this someone is? 2"
"How can l hinder your asking, papa 2"
LET me know the name at onceP'
at is Theodore Dane"
"Great heavens!" cried the general "A
fellow with nothing but pedigreet A
man of family without q penny, lawyer
without brief, an idle dancing. driving,
shiftless"-
II wouldn't talk so. papa, about q man
the relation of father" said Horror,
calmly. a"e
Never! The day you married that
fellow you would cease to be my daugh-
teri"
Nonsense, papa. you are just like my
mastiff! Old Proudfoot's bark is very
much worse than his bite. How can I
ever cease being your daughter?" And
then she had her arm about the old hero's
neck. You know very well, papasy. you
would never wish to make your dear an
happy"
mo. certainly, no; of course not, no."
disengaging himself. sand that is the
very reason l wish you to marry a man
quite suitable in himself. and who can
indulge all your extravagant tastes and
hinder you by and by from the unhaepi-
ness of seeing your mother and your ais
tiers deprived of all their qualifications on
my death"
going to die! It's perfectly ridiculous!
with father and mother that lived to
be ninety, and their father and mother
before them. / won't listen to such
talk! Besides-if worse came to worst.
mamma and the others could live with
us. We shall have home of some
sort"
"Shall?"
Eyes, We shall live in an old house of
Ted's in the country-an old place OF a
river-quite place once-and had such
lovely gardens. He will come into town
to his office every day, and shall raise
asparagus"
'You-Honor" he groaned. ''Do you
and dried 2"
Yes, papa" she said, and again made
the movement to imprison him. Bat
General Humphreys caught her in ti.ne
and held her off at arms length, looking
straight in her eyes.
do you mean to say you can talk this
way without blush"
"You know | can't blush, papa. I'm $50
dark. l can turn purple, if you want
me to-"
i've as good mind as ever had 70
eat to call in a Justice of the peace asd
marry you on: OF handr'
II wish you would" she cried, so
Theodoret'
But as he released her, she flung herself
upon his breast. Papa, papa" she crieA.
"You must help me! love Ted hate
that old Mormon And OH should
think you would find it such fun TO get the
better of mamma-and you remember tie
traverse she worked on you when You
wanted De Puy 10 marry Kate Appletos,,
and she arranged it all for Henrietta Won
Trump
II dom, know what that has to do with
this case. Your mother has much tie
best sense OF all of Us. De Puy's has turned
out very comfortable marriage, If he Is q
little henpecked. Yours"
+''Oh. papa, | shall simply throw myself
in front of the train if you make me marry
Mr.. Chipperley! | should like to haze
some identity OF my own. Just think of
three poor ghosts lowering round cd
Chipperieyr" And as the ghosts did not
seem To move her father she had to Resort
to the last argument, tears.