The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1893-05-10

| upon Harry'S handsome face as he said
Now, Margery, you were always an
agitator, but think it's little unfair
to work on my feelings so near the
end OF the year You'd be eaten UP
with remorse if you got me so un
| strung that ! couldn't pass. And any
way, old girl, fathers all right. This
sort of thing has been going on ever
since can remem Der. There's always
more or less Of q racket, but we ge,
| there just the same"
And to save him a little of the
racket-to show him that, after all, he
needn't despair of you-you'll not take
this position with Mr. Sinclair instead
of going to the Adirondacks?'
Harry only laughed. Il wasn't made
| for hotel clerk, Margery. / haven't
diamonds enough; and besides,
! promised Fitch and Morrison months
ago that I'd go with them. A gentle
man never breaks his word, you
know"
He lightly tried to kiss her then, but
the seorn in her eyes deferred him,
and his laughter subsidized under her
reply.
''BTit the gentleman may break his
fathers heart one of these days. or
tempt him to try how fast bullet can
take him out of his troubles"
Harry gave long whistle. MAR
gerry" he cried, what is fellow to
do under tongue like yours?"
But Margery knew sadly well that.
though he was neither bad at heart
nor vicious, the fellow in question
loved his own pleasure too well to do
the thing she required Of him. When
he had gone she whispered to herself:
Il shall have to do i'll It's just as
heroic treatment for me as for him,
now
A day or two later. having still
further matured her plans, she said to
her mother:
''If you don't mind, mamma, I should
like to go to Boston this week to visit
Cousin Sally. You know she's been
asking me ever since l wrote her that
l could not go to school on account of
nay eyes l am sure she will not
think it too much if 1 go for a few
days now, and go again for Commence
ment week"
Now Cousin Sally was maiden lady,
with just such radical proclivities as
were beginning to make themselves
apparent in Miss Margery. Mrs.
Emerson hesitated as to giving her
consent Then she saw the other side
of the question.
In both social and financial respects
Miss Sally Parkhurst could afford to do
as she pleased. Her favor was a thing
to be desired. Margery did need a
change; and, last of all, this often IN
wise but always loving mother hated
to refuse her children anything
Every WELL" she said; but you must
class-day dress made this week, and
you know how important it is that you
should be here TO try 1t on
''Oh, I know it's very important"
willy Margery answered, gravely;'
adding then: Il promise l will not stay
long with Cousin Sally"
According to the letter of it, she
kept her word She only stayed over
:. couple of days in the tall old west
Ind house which had sheltered several
generations of Parkhursts, but into
those days was crowded much comfort
and encouragement. From this old
house, on the afternoon of the third
day, trembling though hopeful
maiden, bag in hand, set out for Cam
bridge, and Miss Sally followed her in
spirit with some anxiety and much
sympathy.
Margery's scheme was to Cousin
Sally's liking; but handsome Harry,
busy with his own plans and ambi-
tions, had not the faintest premonition
that Nemesis was approaching him.
SO far as his gay, ease-loving dispo-
sition would permit, those days were
anxious ones even to him. But his
spirits did not suffer thereby, and il
was with an appetite wholly unim-
paired that he walked into his board
ing house, in time for dinner on the
evening of the day of Margery's pill
grimage to Cam bridge.
There were several things on his
mind just then, and somewhat de-
pressing letter from his father was in
his pocket But Fitch was telling a
funny story as Harry seated himself
Catching the point in his own quick
way, he laughed as heartily over it as
any. Then he himself told an anecdote
apropos of the otEer, and was listening
to confidence from his neighbor on
the right.
Say, Emerson, Miranda has gone
away. We have new table girl, and
she's a beauty"
Then behind him the new girl spoke:
will YOU have mullig or
lamb broth. sir"''
If he had lost his composure COM
plctely: if he had jumped up and de-
nounccd her, or even if he had tainted
before his mulligatawny could reach
him, this new table girl would hardly
have been surprised. But he did neither
OF these things.
Starting slightly. lie turned around
and looked her in the face: but though
his own rUddy cheek did change color,
there was no recognition in his gaze.
In the coolest possible voice he replied:
Broth. please
Then Morrison across the table called
out Tnockinglv: Our friend Emersoc's
struck all Of heap with SO much youth
AID beauty"
Emerson, quite in his usual manner,
answered: I'm all Of that. ! assure
you."
But all his sang froid could not pre-
vent him from finding that dinner a
bitter one; and his fathers letter II
his pocket seemed TO have gained an