The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1896-03-12
Th aa1iehita 1a1u Eagle: Thursdau glorne,

You know well enough that my name
is Marie
Excuse me, Mari-I mean Marree,
but it didl't use TO be-
That has nothing To Go with the
case" she said, with much empress
ment.
Perhaps not with the case" replied
Mr.. Cross-Rhodes, essaying dash into
society W.T., but il has with the works =
That's one of your horrid puns,
Joel" she cried, angrily, ano won't
listen to it,
Don't call me joel" be chuckled.
"You know my name Is Josephel."
This attempt restored her TO herself
at is very strange, Mr.. CrossRhodes. =
she said, naughtily, that person in
your position doesn't try to conform tc
his environments.
II do try, Marree, but you can't Learn
old dogs new tricks
''Nor grammar" she said, sarcasticaL
".
That's all right, Maria" and Mr..
Cross-Rhodes stuck TO the Maria, for
her tone ragged him.
81 should think" she went on, that
II you mad sense enough TO make all the
money you have and to live in a fine
house in Washington, you would have
wit enough to suit yourself to your cir
cumstancos."
"You just objected to my wit" he re-
torted. It's very good society average.
too, for I've been listening to some of II
and know what am talking about"
II presume you consider those horrid
stories that congressman tell to be the
only genuinely interesting and brilliant
conversation to be found in the ca pitsl."
Joel laughed deep down within him
self.
you ought to hear some of them.
Marree," ne began, with 4 good, honest
laugh of appreciation, when one look at
her face stopped him.
''Mr. Cross-Rhodes," she said. indig-
nantly.
81 don't mean that, Marree, my DEAR
he apologized. "Only. you know, some
of them are daisy-coolers."
81 have no desire, Mr.. Cross Rhodes,
to dwell on that subject nor hear your
slang. I'm sure if you kept out of that
circle and tried to harmonic yourself
with society it would be greatly to your
advantage"
. And to society's. Marree," he bowed
"but, as said before, my Settingsun-
vile manners don't somehow seem to
fit / can't say cawn't, don't you know
and 1 can't say eyether, either. Sc
what am to do about it?"
She was not appeased by this frank
admission.
you might keep your mouth shut
and people wouldn't know you were
fool she remarked.
"Oh, yes, they would. gave myself
away there when let you coax me int<
coming here. But you will admit, Mar
ree," he said, with Frightening face,
that I can shake hands quite in the
haw-fate manner. learned that shall.
ing hands with our neighbors bacI
home over stake-and-ridered fence
Mr.. Cross-Rhodes laughed at thin
sally, but Mrs. Cross Rhodes frowned.
Everything that is good form yor
think should be ridiculed, Mr.. Cross.
Rhodes" she said, land you want t1
introduce your cornfield manners into
our best circles"
Jaw, now, Maria" he begged. mock.
ingly, II don't want to do that, and you
know ! don't. If 1 did, Maria, I'd get
Il hoe and weed out few people know
Of
There you go again." she expostu
lated. What difference to you is /,
if you don't admire certain peoplef
They are good form and are rich, and
that's twice as many accomplishments
as you have"
Joel Cross-Rhodes jingled the dollars
in his pockets and grinned.
Joel and Marier combined has 'em
both, though he said, in the fashion
of his youth, and laughed in his natu-
raj voice.
Mrs. Cross-Rhodes put up her hands
as if to shut out some dreadful sight
and sound.
Don't worry about me, Marree," he
went ON, encouragingly, I'll get the
manners of diplomat after awhile"
She shuddered.
Don't say diplomat" she entreated
why not?" and be looked his sur.
prise. Amt their manners good?"
They are polished gentlemen, Mr..
Cross-Rhodes, but they are not 'diplo-
mats as you call them, but diplo-
mahs."
MIR. Cross-Rhodes got up YEARLY,
gazed alphabetically at his wife and
moved toward the door.
Diplomats is good, very good, Mar.
rec" he said, land stand pah on thai
deal. see our neighbor's tomcah sit
ting on the door-mah and guess III
get my bah and go out and commune with
him for awhile. Then III go on bah
till won't know where / am ah. Tit
for tab, Marree," he went on, as Inc
noted her frown. land, in conclusion |
let me say, regarding your pronuncia' |
ton: 'Rahs,' or, as they say it in Set
Rats" and with this |
hurled at his devoted wife !
Mr.. Cross-Rhodes left his home and /
started for hotel where the gang was
wont TO ngregate.-WashinSto Star |
How He Had Kept On.
When / first came here, said Ard |