The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1901-09-22
Tho I)onn That Turned.
Clio Graves, in the Lady's Pictorial.

Clio Graves in the Lady's Pictorial.
The Broadleys lived in a comfortable
old square house, of Georgian red brick,
stonefaced, standing In pleasant grounds
about a mile beyod the cavalry depot
town of Canterham.
There were four of the Broadley girls
-Gwendolen, Lucy Janet and The Worm
(who had been christened AleXandra).
Gwendolen was twenty-four, had dreamy
eyes and mystic yearnings, kept shelf
of Corelli romances at the head of her
bed and belonged to club of spiritual
aftinities. There were twenty male bacn-
elor members, and twenty unmarried
feminine ones. But as new subscribers
were constantly dropping in, and old ones
as constantly dropping out, and spiritual
~ welded souls were continually clipping
with fresh aff1nities, the club was SUBJ
ject to upheavals
Lucy. the second Broadley girl, was
athletic. confirmed bicyclist and a cro-
quet maniac of the new school.
Janet had mysterious complaint
which threatened to cut her off in the
flower Of her youth. ! say Threatened"
because she had never been known to
have days illness since her ninth year,
when she suffered from measles with
ChOcOlat-nOugat complications. However,
on some authority the complaint was
there. Even Janet did not know it's exact
nature, but ii was a valued possession.
One gives up things to a sister who may
be snatched from one before one knows
It. Three had TO do this, and Janet would
not have, parted with her melancholy
distinction for worlds At half-paSt it
had meant to her the liver wing of the
schoolroom fowl and the biggest orange.
At nineteen and three-quarters II meant
the smartest hat the lefthand seat in
the victoria facing the horses-Gwen-
dolen and Lucy being consigned to the
shelf of martyrdom, despite their senior
ity-and the best of everything that hap
pened to be going generally.
''EVwybOdy must wun ew wands for
Janet, said the siXteen-yea r-old young
est Broadley, to whose personality had
become attached, in some unexplained
way, the hideoUs nickname under which
She figures in this story.
1t was at the flag end of a long and
fatiguing day spent in the observance
Of Jdnet's commands IF you don't do
what she wants. she thweatens to bweak
a blood vessel She never does bWeak
one" lThe Worms RS" were conspicu-
GUS by their absence), but you don't
want to be made a murdewess-and SO
you do it. But one of these days l shall
stwile, and them
with meaning.
The Worm, I have said had beer
Christened Alexandra, which perhaps
was felt to be too long and stately
name for home consumption. She was
a tan, slim creature, with a Shetland
pouy's forelock and a tossing name Of
chestnut hair; very wide open gray-blue
eyes. a tip-tilted nose and freckles. Her
legs grew longer every day, her eyes
spite the efforts of Simmons, the sew
ing maid, who consumed her existence
in letting down tucks and applying sup
Elementary hens. The Worms education
(Which The Worm insisted had never
cOmmenced) was now supposed to be
complete. Only the German professor
OF music and the young Swiss lady from
whom The Worm imbibed instruction
I'm the French and Italian languages re-
NAMED to be swept away.
''And then she must come out!' said
Mrs. Broadley, looking appeaIingly upon
her family.
"Oh, mother" cried Gwendolen.
~Oh, mother!' exclaimed Lucy
'Oh, mother murmured Janet, clos
Ing the finished second volume of the
last new Nude, and taking the third out
of Mrs Broadleys unresisting hand
My loves, my pet. it must be DONE
grows taller every day; she has. a per-
feet scorn for companions of her own
age and spends her time in pursuits
which cannot but render her unfeminine
when she becomes a woman. Your
father is delighted with her tandem
driving, and the way in which she lands
a trout; but l cannot bable of these
things To me they are doubtful ac-
cnmplishments, in spite of all your faith
RI oh ha 20
less pleased that she has been bitten
with some theories about the sanitary
housing of the working classes, picked
up out of Illustrated paper. because it
has cost him Ga in relaying the gar
6ener's drains. When Escott could
produce a member of the family who
had actually smelt them. there was no
getting out of it. OF course, it is the
effervescence of an expanding nature,
and. therefore, if the child is to develop
harmlessly, she must be given room. L
cannot have an original uncomfortable
daughter on my hands, with spectacles
and cropped hair perhaps. and sporting
or socIalistic tendencies. And, therefore,
dears''-
Therefore The Worm is, from hence
forth, to accompany us on social cam
paigns," said Gwendolen, resignedly.
And make it five in the brougham,"
Lucy added, where there are evening
frocks to cruch.'
I wonder how father will like having
to hat, gown, glove and shoe four party
going daughters?" said Janet. Her smile
was wan and sanity, and Mrs. Broadley
met it with foreboding. LAS it is, we are
o terrible expense to him; and when all
his tenants are clamoriug for lowered
rents it makes me feel quite i'll to think
of it."
My own!" exclaimed her startled mo-
thtr. You must not brood upon these
things. 1t is not good for YOU
"One cannt always remember ones
self" said Janet, reaching for another
cushion for her head. Zone must some
times think of Others And it would have
been better for father, You know, it
would, if Gwendolen and Lucy had been
born boys. They could have volunteered
for South Africa and got commissions
and Victoria crosses and things, and re-
lieved their family of the burden Of
their maintenance.
BY getting shot with Mauser bullets
or poisoned with bad water!" breathed
the mother. Thank heaven, none of my
daughters were sons!' she add I'd piousIy.
We'll, it is settled, I suppose" said
CIV endolen, unamiably. The Worm