Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1898-01-01

.Aiav I ipo :, sis, what your objec-
t,on IL 10 ~ good wishes Of your
friends. and Nv o desire to destroy
that Gift of ameroa's?" / inquired,
poking up thI fire.
"why. how n the world did you I'M
ont he sent q" asked Sue, in wide
eyed surprise
l silently 4 pix the cover OF The box,
which Law cd the table, and turned it
toward her. Her name, written in Her
bert's big CHI racteristic scrawi' was a
sufficient exclamation.
81 am" sal Sue, in a low and sub
deed tone. ehging close TO me on her
divan, ~ ami in an awful %quandary!
Something positively terrible! have
been half wild over it all day long; and
| YOU we're so mean as to stay awey up
| to this hour-four o'clock in the after
noon!"
Now, considering that | had gone most
reluctantly on an urgent telegraphic
summons from an old invalid client
(aud a wealthy one), who desired.
knew, some alteration in his will; that
| had done without breakfast, so as to
catch the early train; had driven SIX
miles out from the station, in the teeth
of a biting north wind; had worked hare
all day, and had hurried back to. town
to dine this special evening at home
with my unreasonable young sister, i
seemed to me | hardly deserved hel
present keen %reproach, one intensified
by the look.
But here, as in the matter OF age
women have their own special way o
looking at things; and If they tumble VI
circumstances" with "volitions." lin
tent" with necessity" it is doubles
owing to their aloofness with the har'
problems of life, those terrible conun
drums of bread winning which force Il
to be more cautious in our apprecia
lions and lucid in our differences.
"Just So" | remarked, without a
tempting an explanation of the why
aud wherefores of my enforced absence
"As | am here now, suppose you tell N
what the trouble is, little one"
"It's awful" again CIRCULATED Susal
impressively, and | began to believe
really must be, for there was just II
SUSPICION of a dimness in her big, gra
eyes. 49,,
: ] began to feel a dim, stern animosi'
" awake in the bottom Of my heart towal
Cameron. If that man has caused ar
grief to my winsome, joyous pet ! W
neither forgive nor tolerate it, if hume
Intervention is OF any avail.
"Awful!" repeated, lightly, %scanniI
. closel-cue's lovely, flushed, perturb
face. what is the catastrophe wifi
has beiallen during my absence? IL
n burglar carried off your diamond
or have your dressmaker and tail
spoiled your new gowns? Say the wo
and I'll cable to Paris and London"
"Neither, you silly boy answer
Sue. "It's worse. Just read that
Sue tossed over to me an open {
velope containing a note or letter, a
fixed on me a look of surprise and d
} pair.
|. well" | said, turning over the N
7 sive without reading it. u can't
how this can interest you so keenly'
it is not addressed to you.'
RI" On the envelope was written in Car
ly, ron's abominahle handwriting IN
SIS Louise Morrison"
red THAT'S exactly it." said Sue, tie
ere fully. 81 opened and read IT,
by | looked at Sue in establishment
knew her to be that exceptional TN
To a strictly and scrupulously honora
|ig- Young fellow-woman, meant TO s
my The idea Of Sue deliberately open
her friends letter, especially when
an. knew-well, never mind.
less | was now fully determined MOI
emf tolerate Cameron's early and late "
IS | any longer. would not have him S
lar dollhouse flowers to Susan, and la
'onn like attentions on Miss Morrison at