The Press., 1902-08-28
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AN EASTER
DISCORD
BY GRACE @. KlNcAlD
Copyright. 1901. by 4. C. Mcclure

II Copyright. 1901. by 4. C. Mcclure y.
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The GOODNESS between Mrs. Went
worth and Mrs. Drewelowe was begin
ming to occasion remark. They met
frequently, for Mrs. Drewelowe was
the gracious mistress Of a beautiful
Euclid avenue home. while just around
the corner, upon short and unpreten-
tious side. street, stood the smaller
house rented by Professor and Mrs.
Wentworth.
Years ago they had been girls to-
gether in the little village of Mayville,
when she OF the stately mansion had
been only Maria Duzenbury. daughter
of the most shiftless man in the viii
lage.
In those days Mrs. Wentworth had
lived on no side street, but In the state
~ white pillared mansion which
crowned the highest hill In Mayville
and which was pointed to with pride
as the home of Judge Titus. Fate
plays strange tricks! After the death
of the Judge, when the lawyers were
quite through, somehow there was lit
tie or 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 new house.
The trouble began at the Culture
club. Mrs. Wentworth had felt sure
she had detected a most peculiar smile
upon Mrs. ,Drewclowe's face at the
precise moment when she stood up to
read her paper OH Egyptian Archi-
lecture" Then. later in the afternoon,
Mrs. Roberts. also of Euclid avenue,
had leaned over and said laughingly:
Mrs. 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 a 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 man.
sion, and Mrs. Wentworth did not re
ceive cards.
But the climax was reserved for Eas-
ter morning i'll the vestibule of the Eu-.
cid avenue church.
Mrs. Drewelowe and Mrs. Wentworth
met. and, remembering the sacred
threshold. bowed less coldly than
usual, then gasped and stood trans
Tc1x tn, md
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 vestfbule door.
were courteously awaiting them. They
had cordially shaken hands, for it i'll
became ,dignified men to notice wO
mems small quarrels.
Mrs. Drewelowe was first to recover
"a beautiful morning." she said in her
sweet, even tones, and a bar Of purple
and yellow flashed from the window
across the violets in her bonnet as she
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 If
her bonnet, that had cost her SO many
economies. was really upon her head
or upon that Of rich Maria Drewelowe.
She felt that now, as ever since they
had lived in the city. Mrs. DrewelOwe
had the best of her.
A little path had opened through the
garden Of spring millinery across the
congregation. and through it she saw
Mrs. DreWelowe turn and stare direct
ly back at her. smile in superior way,
then whisper something to Mrs. Rob-
erts'in the pew just behind. whereupon
Mrs. Roberts laughed most immoder-
ately. considering the time and place.
The hot blood rushed to Mrs. Went
worth's face in such force as to make
her quite dizzy. She knew what Mrs
Drewlowe had said as well as though
she had heard every word.
"Annie Wentworth, never content
with running after me, has managed
in some way to copy my bonnet, and
don't you think. Mrs. Roberts. it is an
outrageY
Alas! Annie Wentworth. daughter
va oHGSC ItuSs ~ UC Illus OpCAAy uOQI-
ed by a Duzenbury!
1t was bad enough to be reduced to
living on d side street. to watching her
In the lead Of the most exclusive set in
the city. but to be accused Of copying
her clothes-that was the last straw
Move! Indeed they'd move the LIST OF
May! She would resign from the Cul.
ture club! They would go where she
might never meet this regal. queenly
daughter OF aimless. shiftless old Du
zenburyaor her husband. who had made
his fortune In Kerosene
The minister soared away in mag
nificent flights of oratory. but Mrs
Wentworth's mind constantly returned
to the problems of how the bonnets
came to he alike and what Mrs. Drewe
lowe had whispered to Mrs. Roberts Al
last she solved the first question Mrs
Drewplowe had discovered her treasure
the little milliner who made 1T possible
for her. the wife Of Professor Went
worth. TO appear. for $40 in bonnets
which looked as though they had cost
$50. the poor little relic of better days
who lived In the old tumble down brick
building behind the cathedral and who
had wonderful knack for copying
expensive bOnnets. To place her old