The World. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1891-1896, 1892-04-06


The feeling entertained by Anthony
for Miss Beverley paled into utter in
significance before the depth and ear
nestness Of the dislike with which she
distinguished him. In vain, IN extenua-
tlon Of his conduct. Mary suggested the
blenders palpable lack Of familiarity
with social amenities, and argued that
SO small an affront was beneath the mo-
tice Of gentlewoman; in vain she be
sought her aunt to dismiss the whole
occurrence from her mind-it was an
noying certainly, but after all it was q
trifie, not worth any great prodigality OF
thought or speech.
But Miss Cornelia could not see it in
that light at all. In her circumscribed
life every incident was an event, and
when connected with herself an event
of magnitude. So far from Diminishing
the evildoer from her thoughts as utterly
beneath wellbred contempt, she allowed
him to usurp considerable portion OF
her mind and nearly her entire CONVEX
sation, until poor Mary, with her pa
thence worn to tatters, was forced
through sheer WEAKNESS and aggrava-
ton to constitute herself sort of cham
pion Of the man for whom she had no
admiration and very little liking.
~ wonder where he comes from?
pondered Miss Beverley, one day, using
no name to designate the subject Of her
thoughts, since in aversion, as in love,
the object speedily attains the dignity of
q pronoun and becomes the sole repre-
sentative Of b sex.
WHO, auntieg" questioned Mary alb
sently, her hands busy with o torn
blouse, her thoughts with the contents
of an old trunk of clothing of her hus-
bands, from which she proposed TO
evolve certain garments needed by her
children.
THAT odious Mr.. Anthony Of course.
Who else? replied the old lady, with in
dignation in her voice. "You never viii
pay the faintest attention to me, Mary,
or listen to single word say. For all
the companionship have, | might just
as well live in hollow tree on the top
Of the Blue Ridge as in this house. You
haven't an idea In your head beyond
those tiresome boys--their clothes, their
manners and their mending. You don't
care an atom for anything outside Of
them and their concerns, and ! ought to
be used to it by this time. My thoughts
and conversation are never worthy Of
attention"
This was true, although not in the
way in which the resentful old Lady
meant; her thoughts were commonplace,
and their expression about as worthy OF
attention as the rafting Of beans in an
empty gourd, and yet they met with q
consideration often denied to better
things. Mary smiled placidly and broke
off another needleful Of thread, leaving
her reprehensible motherhood unde-
Tended.
HE isn't gentleman" pursued Miss
Cornelia; anybody can see that with
half an eye. And If he was swaddled
in bank notes, and had Kohinoors and
moonstones strung on every hair Of hi:
head and of his hideous brown beard be
sides he wouldn't be one. l wonder
what family of Anthonys he belongs to
There are Anthonys in the southwestern
counties. connectionsof the Beverleys By
marriage. He doesn't belong to them
\ | know, because Judge Wilmer aske(
him about it, meaning to trace out tn,
connection for him. Very officious il
the judge, must say, considering thu
number Of disagreeable kin people CO,