Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1892-07-20

| No! And she held her pretty nose
little higher aid tried To look haughtily
don't-care-ish. all the time feeling very
miserable, indeed.
And Mr.. Hicks Browr? He was
working away as though fighting time.
He never gave himself moment, if he
could help il, for thought Not word
had passed between him and member
of the Lovedalc family since the day
his wife had flung herself out of tho
house and returned to her parents. Ho
heard she had gone west for divorce,
and it made him vince, but he shut his
mouth more tightly and went at his
work still harder. There were times
when he had to think, and they wero
not pleasant times. There was one in
particular. a few months before he
had begun to build, unknown to his wife,
handsome new house in her favoritc
suburb-and the time came for him to-
occupy it, and she was not there to en-
| joy it. His younger sister, an orphan,
who had just finished school and had
come To live with him, was delighted
with everything. She ran all over the
house, fairly gushing with pleasure,
and did not know that her brother. sit.
ting amid the confusion of furniture in
the front hall, was thinking of how
much some one else would have been
pleased. And there were two big tears
on his checks when he remembered
himself and arose to superintend tho
work OF arranging furniture.
Everybody who reads the papers re-
members the tliclSs-Brown divorce trial
how the defendant paid no attention
TO the suit; how the Judge, in granting
decree without alimony, scored tho
fair plaintiff for seeking n divorce ON
such trivial grounds, and assured her
That he allowed decree only because
1T was plain TO be seen that IL was n
case of incompatibility; and how, two
days after receiving her decree. tho
plaintiff left suddenly, and everybody
said: Il told you SOL knew she'd 90
rs soon as she got it."
But everybody does not know that
the reason she left SO suddenly was that
she received n telegram announcing her
fathers death, or that when she reached
home she found that no had died n
| bankrupt.
Hicks-Brown knew IL, and his heart
ached with the longing to go to her aid
and then the Hicks Brown pride
came to the surface, and his heart
hardened with n cold snap, and he bent
himself to his work harder than ever.
One morning, as he rode into town.
Henry Hicks Brown was thinking how
lonely his sister must be, sometimes,
out there in that slow little suburb, and
| NJ loo,
thought, Its the very thing. There
are lots of nice girls who would iump
Mt the chance to be companion to so
jolly girl as Lottie." And he STONED
at the Sol Office and left want" adj
vertisemcnt, which stated that young
lady desired n companion who was able
TO speak French and possessed sundry
other accomplishments; must furnish
best references; would receive liberal
salary, etc. Apply in person at resi-.
dence, No. - Grove street"
Mabel Hicks-Brown, discussing WAYS
and means with her mother at their
SHINY furnished breakfast table next
morning, saw this advertisement. ITS
the very thing, mamma, and I'm going
to see about it to-day. Something must
be done, and I'm the one To do it, So
"But, Mabel, it seems so-so-why,
the idea Of"
There, there's no use saving word.
mamma. We can't be chooscrs any
more. And so il was settled.
At four o'clock that afternoon Mabel
Hiclls-Browu rang the door of the house
in Grove street, indicated in the adver-
tiScment, and was admitted by trim
maid, who seemed to know her GRAND.
and ushered her into a pretty drawing
room on the right.
Somehow the room had n familiar
| look At least, there were things in il
that seemed familiar That picture in
the dark corncr-shc must have seen it
before. She rose to look Mt il, and "a
she did so, some one came hurriedly
into the room. Eir<ling. she stood face
to face with Henry Hicks Brown.
For n full half minute they stood
staring at each other, stunned. Then
Mabel, weak from the strain of the
weeks and months just passed, gave a
Shuddering sob and sank TO the floor.
Ten minutes later she found herself
upon the divan in the corner. with n
pair of strong arms about her and n
very dear face close TO her own, while
a deep, trcmulous voice whispered:
Mabel can't wc-can't we make it all
up? Tell me, little girl"
She told him right then and there;
and, half an hour after .hat, they stood
IN the study of the parsonage close by
Hicks Brown would have it so-for
all the world like pair of clippers. and
what had taken nearly five months to
unite was rctied in five minutes.
And that was the real end of the cell
ebrated liclls-Brown divorce case-thc
part that only small minority of the
newspnPer-rcading public knows about.
r. l.. Ketchum, in San Francisco
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