The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1903-11-26


1 lretties cup of hottest tea.
tsor once, l am worth TT She nodded
1 he~ head in citation. Guess the news
! tiris-a story accepted. That what de-
/ .ayed me- was so overcome. And now
I am wondering whether to invest it IN
bair tonic or a growing laundry bill
/ That's the trouble with having money.
The question is how to spend il"
-Poor Jcnne had the blues Mary
Good-on announced. we all have decid-
Ell that We have nothing TO give thanks
for on Thursday"
But you have" the new conner cried;
your re all single
OH There was not much triumph in
the exolama ton.
l suppose you are all dining out that
day."
NO" a trio of mournful voices rang
out. Mss Somerset faced them in amaze
mcnt
'tWhat-not one of you?''
"No"-another disco.d Of lugubricus
:ones.
And not ore of you has man f-ienu
who cures e. cugh to ask you to go OFT TO
tiPner that aay? No? Wen. rev ~
Miss Somerset lapsed into her chair ard
burst into a merry laugh.
Neither have L" she gasped between
her paroxysrns of mirth. Not a man in
the world cares whether I am living or
dead On, this is funny
Funny. Kitty" Three reproachful
voices interrogated Miss Kitty Somerset
gathered in long skirts high in one hard,
and for the edifcation Of her friends per-
formed a wild intricate little pas seul
She stopped abruptly with a very red face
and waved slip of paper in their midst
Girls she declared, oratorically. ''th s
precious bit Of paper that represents
nothing else but the within cf an editor,
or an evidence OF his appetizing lunch
is too precious TO be purified by a laundry
bin, or applied TO a hair tonic. 1 dedi-
cafe it to Thanksgiving, when you are all
invited to dine at my house at o'clock
sharp, and our guests will be DO
you remember the bachelors Oh istmas?
well, each Of you girls must bring
man. Just as those men each had TO
procure girl Dig up the past. open the
old fiesh-pots. and examine a man. Some
one you used TO know-ene Of the few
who never married. VIII you come
Three pairs of eyes stared abstractedly
at the Eoor; what shldowy faces of the
past met the gaze no one knows. A
mass of falling embers on the hearth
aroused them to their everyday sur
again.
Il should like very much to christen
some new pale blue stationery, thank
you" answered the hostess.
q am charmed. Mary Goodson said.
And J." said Jenne, sententiously.
shall perform a veritable Frankenstem
act and make Il man-out of the past.
Girls, I viii take off my pride-it is shah
by anyway, from its three years steady
wear-and I shall put it in the deepest
pile of dust that / can find. Kitty, you
are certainly better than stimulant. l
thank you"
Clyde Dorrance was sitting in his office
the next day watching the heavy, gray
clouds lower over the towers of the city.
Below him throbbed The duh noises of the
street, pierced by an occasional news
boys shrnl cries; in an outer Office. the
Ineessant. irritating click of the ticker
grated hrashly on his ears. He had just
completed successful stock translation.
Practically, he was forever beyond the
each of want, but the ambition that he
had been so long in attaining had now
ost its sweetness. There was no one of
MS flesh and blood to help him enjoy
i or take pride in his success DimIy he
felt his lack of enthusiasm was his own
fault. For within easy touch were now
The thousand and one golden dreams of
his youth cid hopes may be realized
ong cherished plans executed But
alone? The bitterness of solitude filled
him with fear. in the throes OF business
he could forget his loneliness, bat sepa-
'ated from it. his life seemed grimly emp
~ and devoid of cheer
And for Thanksgiving? For what
should he give thanks? \ broken heart,
desolate life. and forever mockinely be
lore him the face OF one woman in the
world for him, who. unconsciously. had
been the cause Of his discomfort the frus-
ration of his dreams. He disposed of it
Ill by deciding on a generously sized (
heck for the poor. In the deep abstract /
ion into which he fell he tried to analyze /
his feelings. She had not cared to accept
ound another for whom he cared sufii- /
,iently to offer them.
I'm getting pessimistic' he told him
elf. with adamant notions and opinions. /.
md Grabbed. seniIe ways. Who could |
ike me anyway
\ quick step sounded at his door; one +
If the Office boys Knocked on the panels. /
Come in cried Dorrance.
a letter for you, sir, and the colored /
nan is waiting for an answer" the boy 4
old him. as he placed the missiye in his I
Employers hand
y letter for me. a woman's writing /
,lue scaled wax and for me- solnoquized +
)orrance who on earth thiaks enough 4
II me 10 write such q pretty looking let /
err" He opened it. The bold fashionable +
etters stood out in strangely familiar
When he reached the sig /
nature at the bottom Of The page there
vas an unrepressed thrill at his heart
hat quickened his breath in very un-
igrfhed manner. ''Jenue Forshay - he 1
aid Was it voice answering some T
I his unsatisded longinES Tor the past
euue, lie Ieaut his head in n jumul. of
ceiling on the desk. seci7g again her
roud head and her white-robei figure s
lie talked win him That day long ago.
lie had never understood wonen's ways;
afterward occurred 10 him that no had
xaggerated her seriousness N refrs ng
i'm. what if he had clumsily made
1istake? Hc would i.oc eco. ar'ii-e tn
uture. There was an elatiou within hiu
hat he had never married He would
ccept ths invitation to b. her guest the
ext night Torrance j;mped eNCitetB
o his feet after ne ha5 dashed OF o note
q which he managed 10 establish Ike TACT
hat n would b. very f1-Ch pleased Il