The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1894-04-20


ion or not ~ Her foot tapped the
floor impatiently and her face was
crimson up to the roots of her coarse,
pale-colored hair.
"N0, | am not gOing-I send the
victim this"-with a bitter little smile
--"who asked me my refusal to-day"
Without another word the wicked
old face and frillcd figure were out of
the room with bang Of the door. In
few minutes the girl heard her
descend the stairs with her maid and
the retrcating wheels of her carriage
soon told that she was on her way to
the club. Then Marion arose and did
deliberately some very interes ting
work. There were quantities of hand
some things on her dressing table.
Silver an ] gold toilet articles studded
with gems and gold jewel case full
of sparkling trinkets that must have
cost small fortune. She gathered
them all together, then she went to
her closet and hauled out a lot of
boxes and cases and laid each article
in its proper receptacle, tied them up
and directed them. When this was
done she touched the electric bell be-
side her.
In a moment it was answered by a
gentle knock. Come in, Miles," she
said to the old butler.
"Now, Miles, want you to take all
these packages down with you and
lock them in the pantry tonight, and
tomorrow early, before anyone is up,
carry them down and express them.
Here is $40. That will pay the ex-
press and leave you something after
ward"
The man of silence bowed and de-
parted with his charge. The girl
turned and looked at herself approx
ingly.
Gracious" she said, 81 haven't felt
SO free and happy for a long while,
but | must not stand here philoso-
phizng," and suiting her action to hel
words she dropped off the graceful
blue gown in which she had looked Sc
pretty and so comfortable and begaI
dressing very rapidly. Her completed
toilet was simple, dark blue sergt
with Il neat white shirt and collar
and IA natty silk tie anda light, stylish
little blue straw hat made her toile'
complete. She put all the things slt
needed in her travelling bag, locket
her trunk, picked up the satchel ant
opened the door just as she heard /
certain queer little whistle in the
street outside.
"Just as | am" she said softly t(
herself as she stepped down the state
ly stairway
1T was very funny" said crybodl
when they read that sensational ac
count of Marion Oldhart's elopemen,
with Ridley Denhan in the papers
Why all Marion's friends had forgot
ten that she knew Ridley Dcnham, II
had been such a leng time since they
were sweethcarts. He wasn't in Ma
rion's set, you know: just a poor
young lawyer, who had been in love
with her when they were children.
The old ladies sighed and shool
their heads and were sure that nc
good could come of Il runaway match
The old ladies, however, were mis-
taken this time, for Marion Dcnhan
was a far happier woman than Marion
Oldhart had ever been. Her husband
was clever and ambitious, and they
soon had a pretty home of their own
a place, as Marion said, "where people
were not entertained because they
were rich and important and coult
return the hopitality, but because
they were compensating IN them
selves" Marion's mother has forgiven
her, but she is disappointed woman
with a grievance now-with griev
ances, I might say, for her creates
cross is that Marion's little girl |!
being taught such strange ideas about
unselishness and love as will make lie
in turn guilty of girlhood untaintct
by worldly greed and marriage moi
made by mammOn.
MAUDE ANDREWS.