Western liberal. (Lordsburg, N.M.) 1887-1919, 1902-10-03


and Mrs. Drewelowe was begin
o occasion remark. They met
itly. for Mrs. Drewelowe was
lclous mistress of n beautiful
VENUE home, while Just around
er. upon a short and unpreten-
side street, stood the smaller
rented by Professor and Mrs.
Itworth.
Years ago they had been girls to
her in the iirtle village OF Mayville,
en- she Of the stately mansion had
an only Maria Duzenbury, daughter
the most shlftless man In the vii
age.
In those days Mrs. Wentworth had
lived on no side street, but in the state
white pillared mansion which
owned the highest hill In Mayville
I'd which was pointed to with pride
IS the home Of Judge Titus. Fute
plays strange tricksi After the death
OF the Judge, when the lawyers were
quite through, somehow there was lit
tie OF nothing left for the daughter. al
though one Of the lawyers took his en-
tire family abroad within the year and
the other built himself a new house.
The trouble began at the Culture
club. Mrs. wentworth had felt sure
she had detected a most peculiar smile
upon Mrs. Drewelowe's face at the
precise moment when she stood up to
read her paper on Egyptian Archi-
lecture" Then. later in the afternoon,
A. naTnWNu u1un nF Erqn1fn uunuffn
had leaned oyer and said laughingly:
"Airs. Wentworth, Mrs. Drewelowe
says she doesn't believe you ever wrote
that paper. 1t was so good she thinks
your husband must have written it."
ANY clubwoman knows this is q most
grievous insult.
Mrs. Wentworth gave charming little
teas in a modest, side street fashion.
and the bitterness ranked in her heart
TO such an extent that she left Mrs.
Drewelowe off her list the next week.
Then there was an elaborate social
function at the Euclid avenue a
sion, and Mrs. Wentworth did not re-
ceive cards.
But the climax was reserved for Eas-
ter morning in the yestibule Of the Eu-
cid avenue church.
Mrs. Drewelowe and Mrs. Wentworth
met, and, remembering the sacred
threshold, bowed less colby than
usual, then gasped and stood trans
fixed. Taking in every flower and
knot Of lace, they realized that their
beautiful new Easter bonnets were ex-
actly alike,
Their husbands, balancing their hats
carefully in one hand and with the
other holding each a vestibule door
were c~ourteOusly awaiting them. They
had cordially shaken hands, for 1t III
became dignihed men TO notice wo
mems small quarrels.
Mrs. Drewelowe was first to recover
"a beautiful morning" she said in hel
sweet, even tones, and q bar of purple
and yellow flashed from the window
across the violets in her bonnet as sh'
turned and swept after her husband.
Mrs. Wentworth bowed in silence
biting her lips in vexation, and raised
a delicately gloved hand up TO see 1
her bonnet, that had cost her so many
economies, was really upon her heat
or upon that OF rich Maria Drewelowe
She felt that now, as ever since the!
had lived In the city, Mrs. Drewelow'
had the best of her.
A little path had opened through tn
garden Of spring millinery across tn
congregation, and through 1t she saw
Mrs. DrewelOwe turn and stare direct
ly back at her, smile In q superior way
then whisper something to Mrs. Rot
erts in the pew just behind. whereupo
Mrs. Roberts laughed most immodel
ately, considering the time and place.
The hot blood rushed to Mrs. Wen
wOrth's face in such force as to max
her quite dizzy. She knew what MFR
Drewlowe had said as we'll as thong
she had heard every word.
"Annle Wentworth, never confer
with running after me, has manage
in some way to copy my bonnet, an
don't you think, Mrs. Roberts, it Is a
~outrageT"
Alasl Annie Wentworth, daught'
OF Judge Titus, to be hui openly hou
cd by n Duzenburyl
1t was bad enough to he reduced
living on a side street. to watching h
IN the lead of the most exclusive set
the city, but to be accused Of copyiI
her clothes-that was the last stra'
Move! Indeed they'd move the LIST
Mayl She would resign from the O.
ture club They would go where 81
might never meet this regal, queen
daughter OF aimless, shiftless old ID
Eenbury or her husband, who had ma
his fortune In kerosene.
The minister scared away In ma
nihcent flights Of oratory, but Nj
Wentworth's mind constantly return
to the problems OF how the bonn'
came TO be alike and what Mrs. Drew
lowe had whispered to Mrs. Roberts.
last she solved the first question. NJ
DrewclOwe had discovered her treasu
the little mlflner who made 1t possil
for her, the wife OF Professor We
worth. 70 appear for $40 In bonn'
which looked as though they had c.
$50, the poor little relic OF better da
who lived I'm the old tumble down br.
Building behind the cathedral and "
had a wonderful knack for copy
expensive bonnets. TO place her Q
est customer in such a humiliating
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