Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1898-12-07

Her pleading broke down even Chiu-
1ock's indil Anton. But his shirt front
ooked extraordinarily stiff and starch
d and white, rather like polished mar
lie. she thought, or was 1t only PAPER
aache. and Margot moved instructive
v little further from him as he con-
inued:
Foremost In the ranks Of our latter
lay satirlsts, James Lee Hoey stands
unequaIed She it was who practically
founded the New School. She stands
alone. Her disciples initiate laborious-
iy her brilliant dialogue. her scintillat-
ing eplgram-"
Herr the girl repeated vaguely.
"her? Why do you speak Of him az
her? Surely he is a man.
DO YOU mean he asked. '1s Il
possible that living woman exists who
does not recognize the supreme fact
! that this one of our greatest writers-I
had almost said our one great writer
honored her sex by belonging to it?'
Il never realized that to belong to
either sex was n question of ones own
volition," Margot said quietly. Il did
not know that James Lee Hoey was
woman, and. what is more, I'm not
especially proud of the fact. l don't
admire her. She Is cynical, and hard,
and morbid | like Rhoda Broughton
far, far better-I love her, in fact, she's
so human, and-and Mrs. Hungerford,
and dear Mrs. Clifford, and Beatrice
Harraden. and heaps of others"
She choked a little in her excite
ulent. trying TO keep back her tears. 1t
was all so trivial, but she had been
petted and made much of all through
her happy eighteen years, her criticism
asked, her opinion deferred to. and
now Repulsed, hurt, suffering, she
shrank away from him. His kiss on
greeting had been cold: his kiss on part
ing might reasonably be expected to be
frigid.
Size sat in outward quietude. her head
averted. her thoughts tumultuous. If
this was the beginning, what. o what
would the end be? When the curtain
rose at length it was relief, but the
relief passed when it fell again. If an
hour of him was so trying, what would
a lifetime prove? At the second act he
left her TO have cigaret in the foyer.
She sat listlessly. What fool she had
been, What mistake she had made!
Was ii irrevoca Bile? Ones people knew
sonething after all; so much she must
admit Sac had thought him cultivated,
charming They had met on a northern
visit, and he had been out deerstalking
all day: at night he was too tired to
prose over much. and his priggiShness
had passed for culture. Since their en-
gaCement they had met for the most
part At big functions. and there 1t hap
pened that. until tonight, they had re-
ally seen remarkably little of each
other.
And what an awakening tonight had
brought, She held her program in her
hand looking at it with unseeing eyes.
How blurred 1t was-how stained-how
like her future life would be, lived out
with him,
shadow crossed the page. She
looked up. A well-remembered pres
ence made itself felt.
'MarGot! Cryingr'
She sprang to her feet gladly, tri
umphantly, catching with her two
hands at the firm, protecting fingers
which gripped hers.
"Oh. Don" she said, brokenly. take
me back. Please take me home before
he comes again, dear. l can't stand
him any more. Talk nonsense. Don;
tell me I'm ripping and a brick and
Jolly in all the rest of the dear, de
lightful. slangy terms. And Oh, Don,
if you love me. dear. make love to me,
real love, for always. Don't ever, ever.
he cultured or superior
"If | love you he said.
And before the look of his eyes her
own fell. But it did not matter, for he
took her home.-The Ladies' Field.