The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1900-12-09

ranged thing, you see. Old Hepburn has
great ideas Tor his daughter-and. of
course, we know a lot Of people and go
everywhere
George sighed deeply, and, taking a
pipe from his pocket, began to stuff it
with tobacco. The pipe was aggresstvely
new and cheap. L watched him sorrow-
fully. Then [ leaned forward and
touched the atrocity.
rs it as bad as that?" I inquired.
81 can't afford CIGARS"
I took out my case.
eff an old friend might?
Thanks, no; you see, I can't return
the compliment. Besides, must get used
to this kind of thing
For a little time we smoked in silence
Then George said:
What do you advise, Hetherbridge?
Do you think that 1 could get into
bank?'
"a hundred year," exclaimed
George shivered.
COR take a shop" he said, with the
air of man nerved to some desperate
deed.
1 put my hand on his arm.
''Much better take Miss Hepburn I
said.
''Tt would be awful
'Not a bit. You couldn't get the other
one, anYhow-not into the shop" [ said,
following Georges wandering thoughts.
Then what shall 1 do?"
1 attempted to put the case judicially.
"On the one hand are work and penUry;
on the other hand wealth, and
Miss Hepburn. There's a lot on my
hands just now" said George YEARLY
What would your-your people say
about it? Your sister would despise and
hate me, know"
Now, I had my doubts as to whether
my sister would ever despise or hate
Master George. But 1 contented myself
with remarlling airily:
"Oh, girls are so silly about these
things"
George rose and began to walk up and
down like a Gagged lion.
II can't do it. won't! She would
hate me-"
The other one?'' I inquired
yes"
I left my seat ard joined him, draw
ing his arm through mine.
THAT would surely be for the best, v
1 said. ''Now, you asked for my advice
I say, marry Miss Hepburn. You're q
drone in the hive; that's the fault Of
your early training. You'll make her 2
good husband, 1 know, and she'll be
| happy. The mater will be comfortable
and you'll settle down and enjoy life
| with plenty of money to grease the
Wheels
George did not reply. but walked mood
lily at my side.
Think it over" I continued. ST mus
hurry away now, as L want to catch ;
! train home this afternoon. Come, don
| look so mournful surely drew q, para
Disc
But George refused to be comforted.
| You left out Eve" he said bitterly.
The world looked very beautiful tina
afternoon as I walked from the littl
country station, bright with flowers,
the old house perched on the whit
chalk cliffs, where my ancestors ha
dwelt for many centuries. I have alway
supposed that they came over with tn
Conqueror, and, being tired with the voy
age built a house where they lande
/ and stopped there. 1t would be jus
like a Hetherbr1dge-to be tired. I cam
| over the vast expanse of green by tn
path which cut it with a thin, whit
line, through the old gray gates, and int
! the garden There 1 found my sister
| Isabel. She was looking out over tin
sea, her book lying unnoticed in her lar
! and made pretty picture in a frame @
! green. 1 found myself wondering Wha
Miss Hepburn was like, and my pit
for George increased.
REFUSING her from her reverie, I pro
| cceded to tell my news.
L saw George this morning." I said
''Is it as bad as-as-you thought? p
asked Isabel anxiously.
Worse; they have lost almost every
thing"
Isabel said nothing.
There is only one course open,"
continued; George must marry
Marry! Whom?"
There is a lady in the case alreadv
certain Miss Hepburn