The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1898-08-12
A Family Affair.

I
asked the typewriter one day.
why, why. my dear, what DO yo'
mean?" stammered Mr.. Dunlap; "wer'
you reading my thoughts?'
"Oh, no." said the typewriter. Mis-
Sweet, smiling demure!y. Il was only
thinking a little for myself Is your fam
lily a good family. Mr.. Dunlap"
THE finest in this country" said Pete
Dunlap. putting out his cheeks and swell
ing out his chest. land we have beer
bankers in the City Of st. Louis fol
sixty years, one Dunlap following The
other"
"And-and-were your wives also bank
ers?" murmured Miss Sweet as sweetly
as her name.
Peter Dunlap looked at her sharply and
coughed.
My mother" said he, was a banker :
daughter; her mother was the daughter
of Lady Cadogan Of England; her cous-
ms were related TO an Earl. and the
Earrs children intermarried again into
our family. We are. l might say, Miss
Sweet, Of noble descent"
Yes, yes. I thought so,' Hsped Miss
Sweet very sweetly.
| It was no secret in the office, nor TO
Peter Dunlap, nor to Miss Sweet herself,
that there was something more than the
clicking of the keys between the propri-
etsr and his pretty typewriter. Touch
ing 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 a crisis
between them. Miss Sweet thought she
loved the proprietor; indeed, she was pref
| ty sure that she did, and as for Peter
Dunlap. he was very certain that his
| in
was under the neat shirtwaist worn by
Miss Sweet.
! You see, my dear for 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 a
yachtsman and cup-holder, and 1 must
uphold the family name. Now, my dear
| for the twentieth time-I repeat to you
that 1 love you very dearly, and If
could 1 would ask you to be my wife,
but-but-you see just how it is
ITO be sure" said Miss Sweet, with
ready show of that sympathy for which
the banker loved her among other quail
ties II understand all about it. Mr.. Dun
lap. the rich banker of Chicago, OF the
proudest family in the west, cannot Gre
ate a social sensation and shock family
traditions by marrying poor typewriter,
who was so penniless when she came to
him that she had to live in a working
girls home"
Eyes. yes, exactly; that's the way it is,
though you put 1t rather harshly."
otherwise you love me?"
Better than my life
'I see So my life is to be spoiled, and
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 sub
ject 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.
What is good family Mr.. Dunlap" re-
peated Miss Sweet twice in one day. IT
think have asked you that once be-
fore"
"Why, one that is-er, why, good fam
lily is-a good family don't you know?"
Eyes, exactly" said Miss Sweet, but
I was wondering if we agreed on the sub
ject. Now, my family is, well, I 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 look
ed at his typewriter.
1--WE often asked you to tell me-" said
he
I'll tell you more about It tomorrow"
said she; now I am going home"
A minute later he saw her whizzing I'M
der his office window on her bicycle.
Strange she would never tell me any
thing about her folks he unused.
The next afternoon when the other
clerks had gone he asked her again
30, I don't know" said she, ST was
thinking about a relative OF mine who
was a bankers daughter, and another one
who was a daughter Of Lady Cadogan
of England and several others who were
related to Lords and Dukes and Earls
and plenty of rich people in this cour-
try"
What DO you mean?" demanded Peter
Dunlap, turning around in his chair and
facing her.
81 suppose you never heard OF a branch
Of your family named Sweet, did your
asked Miss Sweet prettily.
Sweet 1t seems TO me that I have!
There was second cousin of my mother
who went away and married a school
teacher, a college professor. or something
like that. He died and left her and there
was a little girl. I believe"
YES" said Miss Sweet. there was a
little girl
1T isn't possible-it isn't"
Yes, it is
"Why haven't you told me before?"
60 1 enjoyed hearing you talk about
fun of my own
A few weeks later Mr.. Dunalp's sister, I
the AdmiraTs wife. received a letter from
very distant little cousin in the far /
West. She had been left an orphan with 1
small means, and wished TO come to ST. |
Louis on a visit
The Adnirars wife said TO her brother. /
"Of course I shall invite her to come for /
a long stay. She must make her home !
with US, poor little thing. for she says
she is only 19 and next winter, If she is /
pretty and presentable, I shall bring her /
out. I should really enjoy having q nice
young relative
so should l." said Mr., Dunlap, beam
ingly.
II was quite a society romance. They
tell It yet in ST. Louis. how the wealthy /
middle-aged Peter Dunlap fell in love
at first sight with his fourth cousin on
his mothers side, and how she. though /
less than half his age, returned his sf-
lection.
The wedding was a pretty one, and Mrs.
Dunlap. nee Sweet, was an imposing per-
sonage in her long veil. her diamond tira.
and her magnificent silk dress. the first
OF which was loaned her by the wife of
the Admiral. who said that al Of the
brides OF the house OF Dunlap had worn
that veil.-Frank T. Somers in Spokane
Chronicle.
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