Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1900-01-14

just thought the Lord had sent you
straight to me, to show me how ! could
stay right on here in the only home
I've ever known. And you will stay,
won't you?"
Her clasped hands and pleading eyes
touched the hearts of both her hearers.
Mildred looked at her brother. He, in
turn, looked ferociously at a hideous
terra Gotta pug dog that decorated the
hearth rug. Harriet's next words were
addressed Immediately to him:
You come to Colorado for a good
long stay. didn't your"
Indefinitely. 1t depends on Milly."
well, l know they can't make her
| as comfortable at D%avison's Crossroads
| as / can"
He remained silent so long that Milly
answered: II think we might be as
frank as Mrs. Monette has been, don't
you, L~edyard?"
And this gentle spur put Mr.. Fielding
in the confessional in his turn. Eyes,
l think we ought to be. Well, then,
Mrs. Monette, when l concluded to
bring my sister away from New York
City | advertised for a locality in Colo
RADIO where a gentleman might help
make his expenses by teaching a local
day school. Milly and 1 are not rich.
My only application came from Davi-
| sons Crossroads, and the secret of our
yearning for that particular ~juncture
lies revealed before you"
Harriet's face was luminous. as
that all the objection you've got to
staying on here withr me?"
THAT is the only one possible. l
must make expenses while l am out
! here"
ooh, then I'm all right and things
| will just fit in lovely. 1 guess you
thought / was driving you round this
morning just to brag. But I was not.
l know I've got more than l can look
after. I've got foremen and ranchmen,
and all that sort of thing, just as Mr..
Farindale left them, but l stand a first
rate chance of being swindled out Of
my eyes, between them ALL"
Il am afraid you do" said Fielding
with real feeling, unless you are an
exceptionally good business woman.
81 amt any sort of business woman"
| she answered bluntly, "and l said to
old Mrs. Warren yesterday, when she
was badgering me to give up the house
and come over to Tedsbridge to live,
that I wasn't going to turn my back on
the old folks graves and Sadie's grave
as soon as they were gone, but would
look about for a smart mar with a
wife, who would take the place of gen
eral superintendent of my estates"
If the word my estates" sounded a
trife sumptuous, who car blame the
new possessor of them?
$50, you see, l really need you" she
said, looking at him most ~winningly.
"And as for the matter Of pay, I guess
can make that as satisfactory as a
| school out at Davison's Crossroads"
Fielding flushed and ficked the ash
from his cigar with an impatient finger.
| What a mixture of fascination and
| coarseness the was! At one
| moment, when she had looked at him
silently, letting her beautiful eyes plead
for her, he could have promised her all
she wished, out of pure good nature;
at the next, with her blunt boast OF
being able to employ him at high fig
ures, his whole soul rose in revolt. She
was crude, desperately crude, and-the
position she offered him had its perils.
He remained silent so long that Har-
riet turned anxiou5ly to his sister.
what do you say, Miss Fielding?
Don't you think your brother would be
better off g~alloping over the ranch on
a good horse than setting still all day
hammering A B Cs into stupid child
ren's heads?"
Mildred nodded silently. Secretly
she hoped Ledyard would accept the
SUPPLEMENTARY, but she was not going
to influence his decision by word or
look. Her evident determination to re-
main neutral nettled Harriet.
81 think you might speaS. Any
brother who cared enough for his sis
ter TO throw up a New York law prac'
uce would be apt to let her have her
way in other matters" I'M
To which Fielding replied stifly: Il
think my sister is right in trying not
to influence me. If you will give me
half an hour to consider your PROPOSE
ton, Mrs. Monette, l will give you my
answer He had risen while speaking
and lowered majestically over the two
little women He was selecting a fresh
cigar from his case.
81 am going out into the yard to
smoke this one. / can think better in
the dark, and, by the way, Mrs. Mon
cite. it is not altogether just to Milly
that l should pass for a martyr in her
necessities. | left New York as much
on account of a-of trouble of my own
&c ~ " barc Che hos a Craat trick Of