The daily morning Alaskan., 1902-01-24
Pleading For Another

advised Hardy. "Who ever heard of one man persuading q woman to marry another mang Since the days of the stern parent. that is."
 "well. Cyprilla likes me well enough. only she's Q person of whims Doesn't want to marry. Is sure she isn't in love, Intends to devote her life to orphans or suffrage or somethingl don't want you to go to her and tell her that she ought to marry me. can attend to that part of t .nyself. But she respects your judgrnent. you know. and believes in your views. Just laugh her out of her eman. ripated notions. won't youf Then I'll attend to the rest"
 "Cyprilla will outgrow her present rrochets just as she has half a dozen others. Don't you remember when she plunged into Italian and determined to be great scholari She thought of noth- Ing but Dante for six months, and then athletics became her hobby. Be patient and shell come around all right"
 But won't you try a little guying or somethlng3 That will hurry along the end" Walters tone was little plead Ing. and his cousin yielded.
 "welL I'll do what can." he agreed wearily. But you understand that | l can't really do anything"
 Walter acQuiesced joyously. He had as great confidence In Hardy Graham's powers as the elusive Cyprilla had in his judgment.
 Cyprilla was out in the garden weed ing when Mir. Graham was announced.
 ''Tcll him to come out here" she com handed the maid. and in few minutes the grave. correct Mir. Graham was stand ing in the garden path and thinking that | Cyprilla looked rather well in farmers hat. Then it occurred to him thPt the face under the grotesque straw brim was thinner than usual in spite of it's rosy color. and that the bright gray eyes were A little sunken. Probably she was begin ming to regret Walter already, in which case Mir. Graham felt that his labors would be considerably frightened. He did not find it easy to begin conversation with her. It occurred to him that per haps. after all. Cyprilla had right to her whims and that 1t was impertinence to interfere with her. So he talked about the lateness of the spring and the fresh ness of the garden instead. By and by Cyprilla threw away her trowel and stood erect. She slipped on the sheep skin gloves and the biz hat and showed damp little rings of brown about her forehead.
 "I'm tired" she announced. "l guess I'll let Thomas finish that bed"
 "You usually get tired of your under takines. don't you?" remarked Mir. Ora ham quizzically. Cyprilla flushed.
 "Yes, suppose do." she admitted with unusual humility.
 1t makes it a little difficult for Thom' as when you leave things half done | But what difference does that make pro vided you have succeeded in amusing yourself for an hour or sor continued Mir. Graham thoughtfully. He felt lit' tle dismayed when Cyprilla didn't Hash out retort. She only looked little red and uncomfortable Then he went on:
 Do you think Thomas minds tbe extra workT'
 "No." said Cyprilla shortly. "Now I've offended your exclaimed | the contrite Mir. Graham. Cyprilla did not deny it. Have offC ldcd youT he asked remorscfully.
 Cyprilla turned her eyes toward him They were full of tears.
 "Cyprilla. I'm brute" he cried. "You know wouldn't hurt you for worlds | I'm a miserable busybOdy. l had no right Co taunt you if you had broken a dozen engagements with Walter. Please, ! dear. don't cry. Don't you know wouldn't have Cyprilla. my dear child. dOn'tw
 For Cyprilla. the faddist. whose latest whim was to be emancipated. had seated | herself on the lowest one of the steps leading Co the piazza and was sobbing. Mir. Graham sat beside her. He was conscious of a strong desire 10 take her in his arms and let her sob there. But the knowledge that he had had impulses ct that nature before made him distrust the apparent pity of this one. so he sat qpits rigid and listened to Cyprilla's sobbins. By and by her voice emerged from b+ hind her arms. on which her face wa buried
 "I couldn't help it." she Sobbed. @ couldn't. don't-don't love Walter. ] wish did Oh, wish l didi I'd de anything for him - except - mar-marry him. You know that. don't your she suddenly demanded. looking at Hardy. He only nodded. He couldn't trust him self to speak.
 But l don't-I can't" pursued Cyprl- la. And I can't undertake marriage and make failure of that too" Then she began to cry again.
 "Cyprilla." said Mir. Graham as calmly as he could. do you love any one elsef' Cyprilla blushed furiously and then grew quite white. You have no right to ask" she said. and her voice came from c great distance.
 "Cyprilla." cried be. seizing her hands and looking into her eyes. "Cyprilla. you | do love some one else-and"-
 Cyprilla jerked herself away.
 'You have no right" she said broken ' ly. "when lam so-miserable-to-to- surprise Will you go awayT
 "I will" said Mir. Graham gladly and triumphantly. ''l will go at once and re- .ign a commission which bear, and when come back. in l5 minutes | Thomas, Thomas. call me a cab-when l come back I shall have right. and you need not be surprised"
 Then he fled. and Cyprilla forgot to be miserable.
 ! And now Walter believes firmly in the u V.