The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1898-09-18

slculars ais to sir GaIahad. so long as
that interesting parsonage was expected
any day to appear and answer for him.
self it behooved Hodge to be measurably
guarded in his statements, to keep with
in the limits of his authorities, but one
day there came letter from lady at
department. headquarters to Mrs
Brooks, and tefore Brooks himself was
made aware of the contents, he being
at the clubroom playing "pitch" and
therefore beyond the pale Of feminine
consideration, the news was going the
round of the garrison.
Mrs. Pelham, who was spending the
winter in Washington, had written to
an old and devoted friend of Major
Waite's some very interesting news
about Captain Barclay. The captain
was in Washington a whole week, but
had not called on Mrs. Pelham, though
she had done everything she could think
of for him when he was wounded. The
Pelhams were then at Mcpherson and
near old Waite's summer camp, but no
one ever heard of her ladyship's ever
taking the faintest interest in Barclay
until after he developed into q mine
owner and had been Tilted by Laura
| Waite. But let Mrs. Pelham talk for
herself, as she usually did, as well as
] for every one else. He spent the first
week in February here leaving just be-
! fore poor Captain Lawrence came. No
| wonder he didn't wish to meet him /!
| And Mrs. Waite was there, buttonhol-
ing everybody to get her pension in
creased and wearing the costliest Grape
you ever saw, my dear, and-think Of
/ itl-solitaire diamond earrings with it
She had room in . house where sew
era1 prominent congressman boarded and
was known as the fascinating widow. ,
She sent to Barclay-wOuld you believe
/ it?-and begged him to come to see her
and he actually did, and Mrs. Cults,
who lives in the same house, told ne
that you ought to have seen her that
day-no solitaire earrings or handsome
Grape, mind you, but tears and bomba-
zine, and Mrs. Cuts vows that he gave
her money. That woman is angling for
another husband and has been ever
since poor Waite's death, and if any
thing were to happen to Mr.. Winn it S
just what Laura would be doing too. 1t
runs in the blood, my dear. You know,
and know, that all the time she was
at Omaha barracks and the major in the
field shea woman with a grown son
and graduating daughter-was dane
ing with the boys at the hops and rid
ing-yes, and buggy riding-with bach
elors like those wretches Gates and
II = [,o,
pardonab1e sin in Mrs. Pelham s eyes
she being "too massive to sit in any
thing short of the side seat of an ambu-
lance" as said a regimental w.t. and
Mrs. Pelham looked with eyes of disfa-
vor on women who managed to keep
their waists as Mrs. Waite did.
"But let me tell you about Captain
Barclay" continued the letter. Gen
eral Corliss called to see me two even
ings ago and said he heard that Barclay
was actually a millionaire; that he had
large interests in Nevada mines that
were proving fabulously rich. You can
understand that WASH at all surprised
to hear that the general had intimated
to Mr. Ray of his staff that it would bt
much better for him to go and serve
with his regiment awhile. Ray would
not be an acceptable :on-in-law. He
has no money and too many fascina
tions, and there ara both the Coriis!
girls, you know, to be provided for. ant
Miranda is already passe and Ray has
resigned the place, and the place is va
cant, for-would you believe it?-they
say the general rendered it to Barclay
and Barclay declined. Why, when W,
were all at Mcpherson there WASH
anything satirical the Corlisses didn'
J say about Barclay, and now that he ha
! money they bow down to and worsh'
} him" (''Something Mrs. Pelham
wouldn't do for the world" said Mrs
/ Brooks to herself, with an odd smile.
, ''And when the general was asked abou
, It yesterday he couldn't deny havini
/ made the offer, but said the reason Cap
} tain Barclay declined was that he woul,
very probably resign in a few weeks
his business interests being such as t
r render it necessary for him to leave tn
l army. So, my dear, you won't have th
millionaire in Texas, after all, and
fancy how deeply Laura Winn will b