The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1902-11-05
copyriGht 1890, by RoSrlr q ,Snxss SoSs

standing alone toying with her fan,
and at once entered into conversation
with that lady-a tall, handsome
blonde Of twenty or thereabouts, who
neutralized her natural advantages
by an air of conscious beauty.
when I parted from you at the
door Of my uncle's house in London.
did not think 1t would be 50 long be.
fore I should see you again. Con-
stance" l said. selzing my first op-
portunity to speak with her alone.
Nor l." replied Miss Marsh, looking
down.
But It has been absolutely un-
avoidable: I could not help myself
Gould you not have written" she
asked. suddenly turning her clear blue
eyes full upon me.
Hardly" urged; "at least not In
| q way that would have presented mat
tiers fairly to you. OF course. you
heard Of the trouble between my
father and his brother"
II heard there was some trouble
between them, and that all intercourse
was broken of almost as soon as It
had been renewed; but have no idea
what it was about"
II will gladly tell you the whole
miserable story; but not now-it Is too
long. Meanwhile, you think as well
Of me as ever. do you not" asked
~x,l<h oroof oornoofneaa
II can't say, really. am not quite
sure that ! do"
But you will when I have acquaint-
ed you with my experiences. When
win you give me an opportunity to
do so"
These people will be gone by seven
o'clock. and then I will gladly attend
to anything you wish to say. My sis
ter tells me you are going to stay In
your upcle's house for some time"
"Oh, thank you ever 50 much! Yes,
my uncle has kindly invited me to
stay with him for q while. Look.
here he comes"
You are very quiet, Ernest" said
uncle Sam, bustling up to me. DO
| you wish your countrymen to lose their
reputation for gallantry? Come with
me and I win introduce you more
particularly to some Of the ladies'"
Il think ! would prefer to remain
here. thank you, uncle" ! answered
quietly.
"Oh. you would, would you? Wen,
then, III stay with you;" and as he
uttered the words my uncle seated
himself at my side. THAT tall dark
young lady you see talking with Mrs.
Holliston Is Miss Inez Juarrez, daugh.
ter Of q rich Paraguayan mine-owner
who was shot by the despot Lopez In
1870; she enjoys a pension from the
Paraguayan Government and owns
q silver mine in her own right. That
stout young lady talking with Mr..
Rosenberg 10 Miss Bertha Kallman.
heiress of the largest brewer In Ameri-
ca: her fathers brewery near Cincin.
natl is like small city. The lady on
the right Of them. with your aunt and
Mr.. Price. IL Paulina Jackson; her
father is a banker in Chicago. chat
shrill-voiced little miss sitting next
to Mr.. Thomas Is ELY Kennedy,
daughter of Michael Kennedy the
Congressman"
What sortof manis Mr.. Rosenberg?
I asked, desiring to exhibit to Miss
Marsh my indifference to all other
ladies'.
"a stockbroker." answered uncle
Sam. He IL q German by birth, but
has lived In New York nearly all his
life. Without exception, Rosenberg
Is the sharpest fellow have ever en-
countered. My admiration for his
talents 10 unbounded. In matters OF
business ! approach him only with
extreme caution. Mather. Voorhees,.
and Gilmer are also stockbrokers;. they
operate together, but the combina-
ton can't hold q candle to Rosy.
O'Connor edits the New York Moon
and Ellis Thomas lives at his ease on
an enormous property his father left
him; he don't engage in any business.
Mr.. Stuyvesant Wollaston Is Profes.
sor Of Cosmosony at Harvard UNI
versity. and Mr.. Wollaston lectures on
Women's Rights"
You have not told your nephew
about Miss Christison," said Miss
Marsh, smiling.
"Ah. how stupid Of me"' exclaimed
uncle Sam; II quite forgot her. Miss
Christison is q doctor Of medicine. and
has practiced surgery in ! don't know
how many hospitals. BY her skill
she prolonged for several years the
worthless life Of q wealthy cantan-
kerous asthmatical cid maid, chief
pillar Of the Women's Emancipation
League. who bequeathed her Fifty
thousand dollar year for SO long as
she remains unmarried; should Miss
Christison marry, the money which
produces the income goes In bulk to
the League"
looked at the lady spoken Of. She
was not more than thirty and her
face wore u quiet. thoughtful express
sion.
You look sympathetic" observed my
uncle. who was watching me.
"Yes, ! am sorry for her. The con.
dition imposed by the old lady is alb
surd, and am surprised Miss Christi.
son accepted 1t. especially rs she has
q profession and Is clever In It."
Would you have taken the money
on such terms. Cons" asked uncle
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