The Scranton tribune. [volume] (Scranton, Pa.) 1891-1910, 1896-04-11

In a watery custard. brought forth
string Of uncomplimentary observa-
tions upon vegetarianism in general
and the meal in particular. from the
Seccombe's guest. whose face. now
ever, cleared when the stolid Jarvis ap-
peared with dish Of stewed cranber-
ries. "Ah!" he cried. something one
can eat, at last: ..- So.
Jarvis expression as he placed
small glass dish containing white
LIQUID in front of Foxwell attracted
Gertrude's attention. 1t was SO prefer
naturally stolid, and that. with
glance of intelligence between master
and man, caused her to wonder to
what lengths the farce was to be car
ried.
"Ah! cream; very good" said Fox
well, helping himself literally from the
dish before him and then pushing II
over to Gertrude. excellent with stewed
fruit"
A burning pang shot through Fox
wells mouth and throat at the first
mouthful.
Hang it all, man, do you want to poi
son me?" he cried. jumping up with
such suddenness that he upset the
chair, the tears running down his
cheeks.
Gertrude rose. too, an angry fiush
upon her face, but sat down again at an
imperative gesture from her father.
"Horseradish is good for the blood"
said SeccOmbe. quietly.
Yes" echoed Gertrude: "horserad-
ish Is good for the blood" And. ignor-
ing Foxwell, she walked out of the van.
An awkward silence followed which
after u few minutes, was broken by
Jarvis.
Lady Gertrude would be glad II
You would go to her, my lord" he said
to Seccombe she Is In her coach"
Seccombe frowned. and glanced APP
prehensively at FoXwell as he left the
table. Five minutes, later Jarvis re-
turned. saying: Lord Amberthorpe
and Lady Gertrude Seccombe will be
much obliged If Mr.. Foxweli will ex-
cuse them"
Foxwell's jaw fell. There was no
ity had given place to a triumphant
grin. All the world knew Of the &c
centric Lord Amberthorpe and his
daughter. who lived in u caravan and
pretended to forget their titles; and he.
Percival Foxwell. had openly scoffed at
the father had patronized the daugh-
ter, and, to complete his fatuousness,
had AS openly sworn at their food.
Visions OF what might have been had
he only heard their name flashed across
his agitated mind; but the situation
was impossible. and, SELLING his nat,
the scion of the soap-boiler withdrew
with as much dignity as he could mus
ter under Jarvis expression or con-
temptuous amusement.
81 am sorry to have been obliged to
shatter your ideal so ruthlessly,
Gertrude" Lord AmberthOrpe said
next morning to his daughter but
have heard Of the young man, and
thought prompt measures necessary.
l can only hope that the strong medi-
cine has cured you of any wish to be
merely mediocre, and to be hedged in
by the thousand restrictions such a
man as Foxwell ordains for women-
Of his own class
Yes; l am quite cured, thank you."
Lady Gertrude answered. 1.-The apos-
tie of responsibility behaved abomina- =
bly,"
That day Lord Amberthorpe wrote
to his nephew, Lord Archdale:
Gertrude was suddenly smitten with an
unusual disease a week ago. fervently de.
string to spend the rest Of her existence
in the most approved suburban manner.
A drastic cure has been effected, and II
and catch her on the rebound
Some years later Lady Archdale con-
fessed to her father that she had found
that man possessed Of right instincts
and no theories made most admirable
| husband.
(The End)
"The Little Green Door," a story by
Mary e wilkins, will begin on Monday.