Chicago eagle. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1889-19??, 1902-12-13

occupy hereafter. The moment the words
were uttered Irene regretted them.
Who was this young man? His friends
would in all probability say he ought to
look higher. She was only a puddlcr's
daughter. True--she thought. as long as
she did not assume anything, she was
just as good as another, but she knew
too well what the world said. And she
knew, too. that 1t would he best for him
and her; il they could not command the
respect of the world at the outset, il
they could not begin the world indepcn-
dent Of the world. they would be sub
jccted to unfriendly criticism. And why
place themselves in a position that would
warrant that? The man thought only:
How can win this woman?
The conversation driftcd to things inn
material. remote: then suddenly the lover
surprised the object of his love by re.
fcrring to a marvellous artist, one whose
name was known all over the world.
Would she do him the favor to accompany
him?
Now, the one longing Irene confessed
to herself was the desire to see this fam
Gus artist. But would IT be wise to nc-
cept his invitation? If she did there
could he no drawing back. Ii would be
a great pleasurc--but what might hap
pen? or rather what might have taken
place already? She had vague impress
sion that her father was ashamed to meet
Mr.. Mayberry; that he was inclined to
bow to wealth. spite Of all his denuncia.
tons OF ovcrrcaching. grinding capital.
lists.
He had laborcd years on his patents
he longcd to see his process in operation.
not alone for the money II would bring
him: then. and not till then. could he DEM
onstrate his superiority over those who
knew nothing. and who, spite of their
ignorance. sncercd at him as a vision lry.
Yes. certainly her father would father
see her married to man of means than
any Of his own class. Irene knew this.
And now. when young man well cdu.
Gated, member of a family whose place
in society had been recognized many gen.
e:ations ago. was brought near her by a
strange chance. Irene somehow appre.
hended he would not be as cordially wei.
coined as one occupying humble sphere.
"You have not answered me-" said
Maybcrry. looking at her.
Excuse me-" said Irene. with an in.
voluntary sigh. II was thinking. No! I
cannot 60"
"CannOtY'
"Mr. Maybcrry. I think II would be
best not to accept your kind invitation.
at least until We know each other bet.
ter"
"You mean, until your father approves
my calling here"
He was as honest as she was coura.
geons.
"You have said the truth. We have
no callers-unlcss except one or Two
Of fathers old friends"
"You are right" said Mayberry. II
will wait until your father knows me net
ter. will wait--as long as Jacob served
for Rachel"
She blushcd carhation at that. md
Maybcrry, now that he had blurted out
all that eye and tongue could utter In
awkward confusion. suddenly reached out
a hand imploringly.
II have said II. Miss Atherton-1rcne,
IL you will not be angry with me-this IL
something did not dream Of saying. but
I cannot help It. have tried to keep
II back"
II do not sec what there il to ask par.
don for now especially" said Irene with
bright eyes. "You have been making
strange speeches ever since YOU sat
down."
Then he took one Of her hands. She
did not withdraw II; she simply looked
aside. And ut that moment. when Ar
thur Maybcrry got his first glimpse Of the
heaven OF love, a loud knock came at
the door.
CTO he continued.)