The Londonderry sifter. (South Londonderry, Vt.) 1883-19??, 1898-11-11
FRIDAY MORNING, NOV. II, 1898
A FAMILY AFFAIR.
.If she were only Of good family"

Peter Dunlap said this for the hun
dredth time, glancing at his typewrit-
er, said typewriter being nineteen
years old and pretty.
what is good family, Mr., Dunlap?"
asked the typewriter one day.
why. why, my dear, what do you
mean?" stammered Mr.. Dunlap; were
you reading my thoughts?"
"Oh, no." said the typewriter, Miss
Sweet, smiling demurely. 81 was only
thinking little for myself. Is your
family good family, Mr.. Dunlap"
1.-THE finest In this country said
Peter Dunlap, putting out his cheeks
and swelling out his chest, land we
have been bankers in the city of st.
Louis for sixty years, one Dunlap fol-
lowing the other"
"And-and-were your wives also
bankers?" murmured Miss Sweet as
sweetly as her name.
Peter Dunlap looked at her sharply
and coughed.
my mother" said he. was bank
er's daughter; her mother was the
daughter of Lady Cadogan, of Eng
| land; her cousins were related to an
| Earl, and the Earl's children inter-
married again into our family. We are,
might say, Miss Sweet, Of noble de-
scent"
Eyes, yes, thought So" lisped Miss
| Sweet very sweetly.
1t was no secret in the office, nor
to Peter Dunlap, nor to Miss Sweet her.
| SELF that there was something more
| than the clicking of the keys between
the proprietor and his pretty type
writer. Touching the ivory buttons,
Miss Sweet had touched the heart of
her employer at the same time, and for
the last six months matters had been
coming daily to crisis between them.
| Miss Sweet thought she loved the pro-
| prietor; indeed, she was pretty sure
that she did, and as for Peter Dunlap,
he was very certain that his heart was
| only in one spot, and that spot was
under the neat shirtwaist worn by Miss
Sweet.
Most young women under the cir
cumstances would have felt very much
miffed at the thought Of being loved
and rejected for reasons which they
could not help, but Miss Sweet was not
like other girls She viewed the fact
of her poverty with equanimity, and
was undisturbed by the knowledge that
it was only her poor social position
that kept the banker from proposing
to her. Not that she was unaware of
the state of affairs; in fact, they had
talked it over.
"You see, my dear"-Peter Dunlap
called Miss Sweet my dear"-"it is
this way: My sisters are very proud.
Elsa is the wife of an Admiral, Clara
married millionaire, my only brother
is yachtsman and cup-holder, and
must uphold the family name. Now, my
dear-for the twentieth time-I repeat
to you that love you very dearly, and
if l could would ask you to be my
wife-but-you see just how 1t is"
"To be sure" said Miss Sweet, with
ready show of that sympathy for
which the banker loved her among
other qualities, II understand all about
it. Mr. Dunlap, the rich banker of
Chicago, of the proudest family in the
West, cannot create social sensation
ap.a shock family traditions by marry
ing poor typewriter, who was so pen
niless when she came to him that she
had to live in working girls home
Eyes, yes, exactly; that's the way 1t
is, though you put it rather harshly."
"Otherwise you love me?"
Better than my life."
II see So my life is to be spoiled
and what is left of yours?" Here Miss
Sweet laughed so merrily that Peter
Dunlap looked confused, and shortly
after he put up his ledgers for the
afternoon and went out
1t was nearly three days before the
subject was alluded to again, for it was
an old matter with Peter Dunlap and
his typewriter, and one which, though
they discussed it often, did not come
up every day. This was more Miss
Sweets fault than Mr.. Dunlap's, for
the banker would have talked Il over
with the young lady. and would glad
ly have come to some arrangement by
which he could marry her without
shocking his family. you see, they
would take it so dreadfully hard" he
said to himself many times, III
should marry beneath them"
what is good family, Mr.. Dunlap
repeated Miss Sweet twice in one day
81 think have asked you that once
before"
why one that is-er why, goot
family is--a good family, don't yot
know%
Eyes, exactly" said Miss Sweet, "bu
was wondering if we agreed on thu
subject. Now, my family is, well,
should certainly have called it good
though they all died and left me poor.
Peter Dunlap turned his head from
the window where he was standing
and looked at his typewriter.
II have often asked you to tell me,
: said he.
"I'll tell you more about 1t tomor
. row." said she; now am goin,
home"
A minute later he saw her whizzin
under his Office window on her bicy
Gle.
Strange she would never tell m
anything about her folks" he unused
The next afternoon when the othe
clerks had gone he asked her again.
20, don't know" said she, Il wa
thinking about relative of mine VIII
: was bankers daughter, and anothe
4 one who was daughter of Lady Ca
dogan, Of England, and several other
. who were related to Lords and Duke
and Earls and plenty of rich people /
this country"
What do you mean?" demande
4 Peter Dunlap, turning around in HI
chair and facing her.
Il suppose you never heard OF
branch of your family named Swee
did your" asked Miss Sweet pretttiy