Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1897-07-28
"Thinking," was the laconic reply.

AlIS. SdI QOMA ANA UP "AS%@
a merry rattle.
AN, ah." she laughed, Il might
have guessed that. Thinking the
thoughts of all brides-gowns, furnl-
ture-"
The remark seemed to be an unfor-
tunate one, for Miss Tamworth's finely
drawn eyebrows contracted and her
pretty little mouth puckered in an an
cry pout. -,
You seem to forget, Myra, that I'm
not going to be bride, sne said, peeV-
ishiy.
not in the eyes of an effete civili-
cation, perhaps, my dear, SAID Mrs.
Linton, cheer1ly. But you must re-
member that your union with Cyrll
Brownlow is the true marriage-the
marriage of hearts and intellect-not
the mere animal bondage in which man
has held woman for centuries past.
Sybil raised one hand with a tired
gesture, as though the subject mad
wearied her, but her companion was
not to be stayed.
II grieve, my dear child, more than
| can say. TO find that even at the
eleventh hour and after three years
teaching of the fundamental truths
concerning the natural relations OF man
and woman, you banker after an aD-
surd doctrine; ridiculous, exploded
theory which makes the mumbllng OF
a formula in a church necessary al
junct to love"
But. Myra, you must admit gave
yav at once about the church part OF
if. | never tried to combat your ideas
on that question" cried Sybil, IN her
gentle. hute-like voice But surely,
dear. it's not too late TO arrange that
Cyril and / should be married at reg
istry Office"
"Sybil ramworth, I'm ashamed OF
WON'T exclaimed Mrs. Linton. I'm
not going to allow you to pander TO
the demands and beliefs OF an enete
social system. Marry at a reglstar s.
Why, my dear, you might as well have
st. Georges and bishop to bless you
at once. No, Sybil, I'm not going TO
let YOU turn tail at the last moment on
the cult in which you've been so care
fully educated for three years. why,
for months past you've been longing
TO show the World-our world - the
strength and reality Of true love and
the falseness OF vow which Dlnds
a woman like a heirling for her Ire.
Mrs. Linton was now on her feet,
and her superior height and tine pro-
portions seemed to overwhelm the
Slight. pale girl curled upon the sofa.
"A few women-braye hearts ana
noble souls-have done what you are
going to 90. They linked their lives
and futures with the men they have
loved and trusted-and they have not
been betrayed. They have cut path
way-faint and narrow IL you will
through the tangle of superstition and
the rank growth Of man-made laws.
But they have been humble, poor, un-
known. and the world has branded
them with the mark of shame. 1t
has been left to you, my Gear Sybll, 10
walk erect of bearing and firm OF step,
through the path these pioneer women
have made. You come Of an old fam
lily; your fathers name is honored
and well known. Your own wealth
and position raise you above the lower
motives which might actuate less we'll
placed girls. Your character is above
suspicion, and"
Il am TO lose everything" walled
Sybil, two big tears running down her
cheeks.
'Pshaw! Nothing of the kind. You
will be the acknowledge savior Of our
sex. the pioneer of the grand new
movement which is to free the whole
world from the degrading bond of a
useless legal union. Listen! All Lon
don is reading about your opinions on
the marriage question at this mo-
ment!"
Through the fog the saucous voice
of newspaper boy rang harshly. Mrs.
Linton touched the bell, as the voice
neared the house.
Strornary affair in the West End.
A baronet's daughter implicated. Hin
terview with the lady" bawled the
vender down the street.
Get me the evening paper at once"
ordered Mrs. Linton Of the servant.
A moment later the monotonous
shouts drifted away, and paper, damp
and smelling of the fog, was brought
III.
Mrs. Linton turned at once to the
middle page.
"Ah, here it is" she cried. ga
Mayfair Mystery. How funnily these
paper people put things. Interview
with Miss Tamworth.' There, my dear,
would you like to know your opinions
on the marriage question-as it is, and
as you intend it shall be-"
She tossed the paper onto Miss Tam
worth's knees.
But live said nothing about it"
said Sybil, staring with startled eyes
at the page before her wherein her
name figured-frequently in large type.
I've never been interviewed about
this business"
NO, dear, but l have. and at this
juncture the opinions come better from
you than from me. I've been with the
editor all afternoon touching up the
proofs"
AS Sir Geoffrey Tamworth crossed
the pavement from luggage laden
cab to his mothers house in Eaton
square shouting boy fiuttered pa
per in his face.
strange affair in Mayfair. Extra
speshul."
sir Godfrey bought the paper, re-
curing with instant ease to habit
which ten years in India had not kill
ed.
a moment later he wsz being greeted BY