The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1900-11-04
ONE Day IN
. p SOCIETY GIRLS LIFE.
} WHYAMHN OF MILLIONS WAS REJECTED.

+ around him." went on Miss spriggy in
mock heroics.
"Rubbish." said her friend. You speak
as If you were to be sacrificed to a bloom,
ing bIood,hirsty monster. No one Is forcing
you to marry Billy Raymond"
Every one expects IL" returned sprigGy,
! inaiTerently.
Naturally" replied Mrs. Trixy. The
whole world has seen for a year that you
have but to hold on; your hand for the Ray
mend Millions"
"Trixy." said Sprisgy, a shade Of weari-
ness on her fair young face. "af you only
knew how absolutely revolving"
Don't them" replied her chaperon.
DROP it. Bat remember. my dear girl. that
an alliance like this does not always come
ones way. There was Amy Stewart. You
know how she treated Chauncey DeIano.
Absolutely threw away all that money.
And see how faded and passe she is. No
one wants her now"
"Trix." said Spriggy. laying her hand on
that OF her friend. IF 1 had only known
what love is 1 believe. l should feel DIFF
ferently."
"La-!a-la." said Mrs. Trixy. frivolously.
~ IA ~ AtNA &AsbS sSNAIp WV - oAA
very well In It's way. But it's not in 1t with
bonds and stocks. Love keeps no carriages
and sails no yachts. Don't forget that.
Marry old Billy and queen it royalty. You're
born for Il leader. You would be out Of
! your sphere in a Harlem fiat. Here we are
at Ulivia's. She IS making such a delicious
mauye chiffon for me! All tucks with gar
! lands of orchids. Come in Tor a half hour.
nh .:t, ,.-ol - CIarr,-f1 o,I Oh
Spr.ggy. You do not mind stopping at the
ChilGren's Hospital with me. do you? You
know / am J. patroness and l haven't been
/ there for months. l really must go in for a
few moments. Sure, you don't mind? So
sweet Of you"
For an hour chifsons and orchids were
! discussed Ia al their branches and bearings,
and then the two women rustled into tho
palm garden at Sherry's. where In a dim
cool corner and to the soft languorous
strains Of Gitana melodies they slipped am
bcr liquids and trlied with anbrosial It'd
Its.
Look Mt Fred Middleton" said Mrs.
TriXy, suddenly, as a tall. biase. gray
haired man, with tired eyes, came il with
q blond beauty, whose face was familiar to
a.st-nighters: Il hear he is going to marry
her. Perfectly infatuated! Jack says it's the
talk or the town. She's 4 stunning creature.
But marry her! All! well, he must be fright
fully in love"
THAT same love at which you Knocked an
hour ago. said Spriggy.
oh, but this Is quite another story" re-
turned Mrs. TriNy. fippantly; "a rich wod-
over like Fred can afford to fall in -ove. 1
should think. though, he would be tired OF
il. Hes done It so often. But with you is
quite different. You arc not a wodower. You
are not horribly rich. You are a beauty and
cut out for u giande dame. You can't afford
TO fail in love. Your face is your fortune,
;~3priggy, dear"
Into the wide. sweet. cool hospital ward
frou-froCed Mrs. Trix. followed by her
friend The two dispensed smiles and. flow
ers to the tiny. helpless. pallid children look
ing up with suffering. appealing eyes and
hands that tremblcd with delight.
AS they came down the great room Sprig-
~ saw Il sight she never forgot. y big,
handsome, strong-iimbed young ply stefan.
with I Gibson face. kind blue eyes and SYM
pathetic mouth, was tenderly holding and