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1t was finished and on the followir
day she copied 1t and sent 1t to tt
editor Of The Wellsbridge Sentlne
Miss Pettibone, whose literary fan
as yet had not extended beyond Ii
pent-up Utica which contracted he
powers as an authoress, had he
stories published in that paper, and Q
Milly wanted to put her story befor
the same readers, she would patroniz
1t, for this once, but she felt that
future 1t was simply justice to he
newly.discovered ability that sh
should seek a wider and more cult
waited audience.
1t did not occur to Milly until to-
late to correct the oversight that sh
had omitted her name when copying
her story. But somehow she felt pee
pie would recognize her through th'
story. She felt that she had SO writ
ten her personality into 1t that by
Milhcent Spencer" was not really nee
essary to reveal Its authorship.
The story appeared in the next mum
Der Of The Sentinel. Milly read II
over with thrills Of delight tingline
through her veins. 1t seemed to read
better In print than in manuscript
She even wept over 1t a little,
The next Sunday evening John
called. She felt sure that her story
had done the work laid out for 1t
when she saw him coming. She even
felt inclined to be q trifle sorry for
poor Miss Pettibone, whose literary
reputation had been SO suddenly
eclipsed.
She expected John to say something
about the story, but he did not. She
was quite disappointed at this, but
when he asked her to walk in the
garden with him she almost forgot
her literary triumph in the pleasure 1t
afforded her to be alone with him
under such sentimental conditions and
influences.
Half an hour later her triumph over
Miss Pettibone was complete. John
had asked her to marry him, and she
had accepted.
1t was midnight before John went
away. Not a word had he said about
her story. She could not let him go
without being sure that he recognized
her in it-though of this she really
had no oubt-therefore, as he lin
gered at the gate at parting-time she
said:
"You read that story in The Senti-
mel, John?"
"Yes, did," answered John. "And
t makes me mad now to think Of it.
always gave Miss Pettibone credit
or fairly good sense, but when | read
hat gushy, slushy thing | made up
ny mind that I'd given her credit for
more than she deserved. | never
want to read any more stories of hers.
suppose the Sentinel editor was glad
0 get it to help fill up the paper, but
! he keeps on publishing such stories
S that he'll lose most Of his sub.
know I'd stop my paper"
Poor Milly listened to this criticism
her first literary effort with a curl
us mixture Of feelings. She was
for she had hoped he
ould like the story-indeed, she
ould not see how he could help do
g so--and she was inclined to be
lgry at his harsh criticism Of 1t, for }
le couldn't bring herself to believe
! at once that 1t was either "slushy' y
"gushy." But, running through her Il
elings Of resentment and disappoint-
ent was one Of self congratulatlon.
Tough her story had not influenced Il
hn as she had planned to have 1t, :, :,
had, after all, answered perfectly .
9 purpose for which it was written, y
"Oh, but wasn't 1t lucky that my u
me didn't go With it?" she thought u
she sat In her room alone after v
hn had gone. IF he only knew that al
7rote 1t! But he never shall-never 81
YER! Miss Pettibone may deny Its NJ y,
thorship, but no one would ever VI
nix Of laying 1t to me, so I'm safe. Al
it's rather hard on poor Miss Pet "
one. It's damaged her reputation ne
an authoress, and It's been the Sp
ans of her losing possible lover pF
she isn't one bit to blame for 1t. sp
an instance Of what they call the eh
ny of fate, I think" added Milly
b little laugh, but her cheeks tin. ap
even yet as she thought Of Johns ae
icism Of her literary effort. "Slushy olo
ushy" kept rhyming in her ears. Ola
hey tell us that. woman cannot cas-
, secret, But this is not true. OH
utter falsity Of the assertion is prl
red by the fact that Milly, though Vol
has been Mrs. John Mead for the aof
five years, has never told to any p
lg being except me what she gre
VS. about the authorship Of the eml
by which, in all probability, she !
ed husband. For she isn't sure nus
he might apply for a divorce II den
vere to find out his mistake, even wen
this late date; therefore, she ly I
MT dare to tell what she knows. prol
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