The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-05-09

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responded the cheerful Mr.. Lewis; .'tifty'll
get you a thousand any time, my lad. It's
a lead pipe at twenty to one. But say.
with all these Petroleum Pete oil-stock
grafters and Dawson City Dawes with
| frozen feet and mining stock in their
mitts. a mans got to play them close in
| to his bosom to win out anything. Com
petition is killing this place. my boy
In the Turkish room Percival found
Mrs. Akemit, gowned to perfection, glow
ing, and wearing bunch of violets big
| ger than her pretty head.
| s'I've just sent cards to your mother
ard sister," she explained. as she made
room for him upon the divan
! TO them came presently Mrs. Drelmer,
ell-groomed and aggressively cheerful
! How de do! Just been down to Wall
street seeing how my other half lives,
and now I'm famished for tea and things.
All! here are your mother and our proud
western beauty And she went forward
to greet them.
Its more than her other half knows
| about her.. was Mrs. Akemits observa-
ton to the violets on her breast.
| Come sit with me here in this corner
DEAR" said Mrs. Drelmer to Psyche, while
| Mrs. Bines joined her son and Mrs. AXE
nit. I've SO much to tell you. And
| that poor little Florence Akemit, isn't it
too bad about her. You know one Of
those bright French women said it's so in
convenient to be widow because it's
necessary to resume the modesty of a
young girl without being able to feign her
| ignorance. No wonder Florence has a
| hard time OF 1t: but isn't 1t wretched of
| me to gossip? And I wanted to tell you
| especially about Mr.. Mauburn. You know
of course he'll be Lord Casselthorpe when
the present Lord Casselthorpe dies; a
splendid title, really quite one of the best
In all England; and, my dear, he's out
and-out smitten with you; there's no use
In 1nt S,hpr \ IT.
to me about you; really these young
men In love are so inconsiderate Of us
old women. All! here is that Mrs. Enrol
who does those fascinating miniatures Of
all the smart people. Excuse me one mo-
ment. my dear; want her to meet your
mother
The fashionable miniature artist was
presently arranging with the dazed Mrs.
Bines for miniatures of herself and
Psyche. Mrs. Drelmer. beholding the pair
with the satisfied glance of one who has
performed a kindly action, resumed her
tete- a-tete with Psyche.
Percival, across the room listened to
Mrs. Akemits artless disclosure that she
found life too complex-far too hazardous
indeed, for poor little creature in her
unfortunate position. so liable to cruel
misjudgment for thoughtless, harmless
acts, the result of a young zest for life.
She had often thought most seriously of
q COlScIil, IuSou she Hdu- ana. really,
Mr. Bines. I'm amazed that I talk this
way-so freely to you-you know, when
I've known you so short a time; but
something In you compels my condolences
poor little me! and my poor little con-
hdences! One so seldom meets a man
nowadays with whom one can venture to
talk about any Of the real things!"
A little later as Mrs Drelmer was leav-
ing, the majestic figure Of the Baron
Ronault de Palliac framed itself in the
handsome doorway. He sauntered in, as
If to give the picture tone. and then with
purposefu1 air took the seat Mrs. Drelmer
had just vacated. Miss Bines had been
entertained by involuntary visions Of her
self as Lady Casselthorpe. She now be-
came in fancy the noble Baroness de
Palliac. speaking faultless French and
consorting with the rare old families Of
the Faubourg st. German. For. despite
his artistic indirection. the baron's man
ner was conclusive. his intentions unmis-
taxable.
And this day was much like many days
in the life of the Zines ans>Jn the life
Of the Hightower hotel. The scene from
parlor to cafe was surveyed at intervals
by quiet hammered person with watch
full eyes. who appeared to enjoy it as one
upon whom it conferred benefits. Now he
washed his hands in the invisible sweet
waters of satisfaction and murmured
softly to himself. Settlers and BuyersI'
Perhaps the term fits the family of Bines
as well as might many another coined
especially for It,
| When the three groups in the Turkish
room dissolved. Percival with his mother
and sister went to their suite on the
| fourth floor.
"Think of a real live French noble
mani! cried Psyche with enthusiasm,
land French must be such a funny Ian
guage-he talks such funny English. I
wish now I'd learned more of it at the
Gem, and talked more with that French
Delpasse girl that was always toasting
marshmallows on a hat-pin."
| THAT lady Mrs. Drelmer introduced me
to- said Mrs. Bines. 's an artist, minia-
ture artist. hand-painted you know, and
she's going to paint our miniatures for a,
thousand dollars each because we're
friends Of Mrs Drelmer"
"Oh. yes exclaimed Psyche, with new
enthusiasm. land Mrs. Dremer has prom
Used to teach me bridge whist if Til 20
to her house tomorrow. Isn't she kind?
Really. every one must play BRYCE now,
she tells me-
well. ladies'" said the son and BROTH
err. TIN glad to see you both getting some
of the white meat. I guess we'll do well