Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1898-02-27

duction to call Alfred's mother Mad
ame," with the emphasis upon the
second syllable. 1t was secretly re-
ported that Alfred's wife had adroit-
ly assisted his efforts to make her
Madames daughterin-law by first
mastering the elements of the French
language and then reverently begging
Madame to teach her "the real Pari-
sian accent" before Alfred was allow
ed to sound his mother about the
match.
To this so-far comfortably peaceful
and united family came Miss Carroll
from Chicago. Miss Carroll was col
lege chum of Mrs. Alfred, so much we
were told; we could see that she was
a gentle, sweetly disposed young wo-
man, with a quiet charm that grew
upon one. We, the more intimate
friends of the family, could also see
that this charm had grown with par
ticular vigor upon Eugene Landon,
Alfred's younger brother, and furth-
ermore we OWNED that there was a
hitch. and that Mrs. Alfred could, if
she would have told what the obsta-
Gle was.
On that dreadful afternoon it seem
ed to me- coming in when the cups
were rafting, and the chatter should
have been at its highest and merrlest,
that there was an unpleasantly sur
prising lack of animation about the
proceedings. Madame, to whom after
noon receptions were at best an unG )n-
genial form of entertainment, seemed
to be under the depressing influence.
"My dear" she said, as we shook
hands, 81 hope you will tell them some
OF your amusing stories. Yes! Inc
assembly is most sad to-day even
feel it, my dear, who have SO long
lived in your sad country" Then, as
another man came up to take ms leave
che said to him: "Ah, you must go so
soon, oh.-Miss Carroll goes, ana SO
all must leave us.
aRut !" r said. II thought Miss Car
roll was to be here until after Christ
mas?"
aThat is how too thoughtful to-
dav-how she received letters, dis
nafches-what do | know. my dear!
She is a sweet girl, you think SO, en-?
And so good to me always. Ask Ma
tide about her.
went and asked Mrs. Alfred for
coffee and explanations, She sale,
anb 7 don't know, Mr.. Barker. No
supar9 | forgot. Here comes MIS-.
RIVERS That's blessing anyway
non,t ask her why she's going. Per-
hans they won't all run away now
! must say, she is just too brave. .
And then Mrs. Alfred went to receive
Mrs RIVERS. while | drank my coffee
and composed neat theory that Miss
Carroll had simply refused Eugene
Landon.
There were about twenty people in
+ha room at the time. Fewer than
,,r,,al at Mrs. Alfreds Wednesday af-
tarnoons. None of those twenty have
evar forgotten what they saw, and
Inv more in our city know by hear
say what happened. rs,
Mrs. Tiyvers brought with her her
hahitual subdued and apologize air,
.nd che was besides, more than usually
distrait. Madam was gayly begging her
~ Az something to lift the gloom. Mad
ana evidently did not then, at least
regard Mrs. Tivvers' peculiar gilt 9TH
erwise than as resource 10 mitigate
fbe sadness of American life in gen
eral and in particular, of this gene tea
,sartv Mrs Alfred took hardly less
+,innant view. / had seen more of Mrs.
rivers than either Mrs. Alfred or
Madame had.
Not far from the tea table stood Miss
carroll herself As ! watched her
recalled her friends mysterious en-
.onium Of her nerve, for only by care
mi observation could one see that she