The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1900-07-24
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Oh, I know. l know lot of men, and
the men of the Far Westchester set are
so tiresone."
ooh. thanks" said he lamely.
But you mustn't be tiresome. Dc i
you see that line there? That's Sandy
Hook. know it. have seen it that
way dozen ti:1Cs. And-I must be
going below Oh, have been so much
interested"
And she went away brightly smiling, |
and he felt suddenly the least like a
fool. The feeling was increased when
he found in the hustle Of landing that |
she had only cool hand and distant
$50 glad to have met YOU and no ac-
acknowledgement of the fact that he had
asked to call, which she plainly had
evaded He felt revengeful and bit
of an anarchist. And the next morning
when he was reporting to Mr.. Winfield
his success in London and being COM
plimented by the companys head his
success seemed cheap. He had pic
ture before him of a bright, high bred
looking, eNquisitely gowned young wo
man surrounded by fippantly gay per-
sons whose world was not his and new
err could be, for when one is making his
way ploddingly, with no particular
capital. he can't reasonably expect that
way to be made before he may be gray
and all the desire for pleasure. life's
good things, quite gone.
1t may be supposed that Miss VOL
verton put the young man of the At
lantic out of her mind. Perhaps she
had some thoughts of him or else she
never would have repeated the story he
had told her at a dinner where her ia
Their was most unusually her escort.
At a dinner one owes it as duty to do
his part. Nell did not care to be lack
ing and wanted her bonnet to be as
natty as another's and her story as
spirited. For she waged little strife
to make the world she knew hold her
clever. Now she couldn't, try as she
would, think of another story than the
one Melville had told her.
"Mary Winfield introduced me to a
very entertaining man on the Lucania,
a man who does things you know
"What does he do, horses or yachts?"
/ you don't mean that serious faced chap
/ you We're incoming about with so
much?"
"The very man." Miss Wolverton
said without turning color.
And she told Melville's story,
"How extraordinary" gasped Mrs.
/ Pemberton. You do meet such strange
/ people at sea-"
Business methods are oftentimcs
pously. yet
"Your story isn't funny enough"
criticised BERTHE Townley.
Samuel Wolverton-I should say
Sam" the great Sam-held his nose
in his port He's thin sharp featured,
silent man, and looking at him one al
ways wonders how he succeeded in
possessing such a daughter.
\ Driving home he said to Nell:
"If were you. don't think I'd try
to tell stories ut dinner"
"Why, papa"
''1ts undignitied.'
''Do you think 500" she said petulant
ly. She usually had him we'll in hand.
what did you say that mans name
is?" he asked after Il moment.
Burke Melville"
Suddenly she turned.
Papa, you We're in California;"
Eyes. What of it,"
did you ever hear story like
that?"
, Il have heard lot of stories. Cali
!, fornia is full of 'em. Read Bret Harte
AS for your acquaintance, he was prob
ably yarning."
mo. no; he wasn't"
"What makes you think that?"
, Gle isn't that kind of man."
"Nell. 1 think that you can take car,
, of yourself, but don't believe you cal
judge men,"
p ooh. trust me for that" she said airily
and at the moment she was indeed try
! ing to judge no less q person than he
father. She had thought that she IN
derstood him. Had she? He was fon,
of her. He denied her nothing, and sh
= loved him. But-there We're depths sh
= could not fathom. and she knew II
:, more of his real life, even less, than a.
outsider.
= But now sudden fear possessed hel
4 She rushed up stairs to a little ROOF
: which she used for her writing tabl
Y and her cooks, and eagerly she locke
n for a paper in a certain English maga
zine. american AIillionaires, No. y
d Samuel Wolverton," Had she bee
: mistaken? And then she read: 9Th
beginning of this extraordinary fol-
: tune was in 'G6 in Red gulch Califol
q mia. Melville and Wolverton wer
o storekeepers who exchanged a SUI
h posedly bad debt for the now fame
/. Bulltinch mine. Wolyerton bought OF
+ his partner"
For minute the room seemed t
j swim.
ooh, if mamma We're only herew II
II girl said moaningly.
s It's true--true. This is all his an
j. not mine, every penny of it, And Ii
e knew when he told me. He knew"
s And she stole down to her father.
a Size went toward him the mooazir