The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1903-04-02

aaU-Iusuty SktSnoo0s Aoy~. WV
pleased TO know you, Miss Wright"
She had lifted her lorgnette and wns
looking NJ the radiant young face with
eyes that did not soften. "Poerhs--did
understand you, Mrs. Baker. to say that
you have written--poemsr Mrs. Bals-
er was not famed for her tact. Indeed,
today she was decidedly Illustrated"
The ordeal Of entertaining the great
Mrs. Delamere had proven q tar on her
ordinary discretion.
"You must have read them!" she
cried. They were published in q little
blue and gold book year ago. The IT,
tie was Forest Flowers $3.50 sim
pie and-aRd sweet. don't you think7
You surely tanxiously) recollect read
ing it,
Mrs. c. Browning Delamere dropped
her lorgnette She compressed her thin
lips. Then she said H. n loud and chilli
ing voice: Never heard Of III"
With rash impulisveness the wife Of
the druggist came valiantly TO the res
cue. IT'S q beautiful book. Mrs. Della
mere! We are proud TO have Miss
Wright Braxvil!e girl"
"Y-es?" mumured Mrs. G. Browning
Delamere. in n tone OF laconic indiffer-
cnce. Paulina had grown very white
She gave the sleeve Of her defender q
supplicating tug But her friend was
not to be suppressed.
Some Of the poems would make you
cry" she insisted. There's the one
about my little Willie that died! I've
made myself sick crying over that!
And there's"
Mrs. G. Browning Delamere stifed a
yawn. "IIave you" she was looking
around with a steely smile, "any other
--ah-celebrities-i Braxville?"
Paulina blazed with indignation. She
drew up her girlish form I'm its pretty
gown Of dark blue silk and Persian
trimmings. She was whittier than ever.
Her eyes were like dusky stars. All
present heard the clear, ringing young
voice.
We have gentlewomen In Braxville,
Mrs. Delamere! Occasionally we bring
celebrities here-and pay them for
amusing u.s."
Then she bent her proud head slight
ly, and turned away. But once In the
. dressing-room, she felt her fortitude
slipping from her. She had been 80
Lappy--so confident! Now she felt de-
feated-humiliated. The day had dark
ened. II was going to rain. Mott was
raining! She had on thin shoes. She
had not brought an umbrella. But she
was going home-straight home! She
hurried on her hat-her jacket. She
slipped out of n side door. She lifted
the train OF her dress. walked swiftly
away through the driving downponr
Her home was on the edge OF the vii.
, lage. She would be wet through! Hel
new hat would be ruined! What a con.
ceited creature she had been to think
anyone who was not n personal friend
ot hers would find merit In Forest
Flowers" She would be out of place ir
city. She had not been brought NJ
in the society Of those who pirate glibly
of new schools Of thought and of ar
as they have known II from childhood.
, How cold II was growing! She shiver
ed. And there was stiil almost q mile
The sound OF horses hoofs behind he,
of rolling wheels. ceased. A maj
/, sprang out Of the buggy-was besid'
her.
Get in. Paulina!" cried John Litner
~ was going to wait until the meetin,
, was over. but the hardware man sal,
he saw you pass when the reception
o could only have about begun. Are yo'
, sick? Why were you going homer" III
/ had her In the top buggy. was draw
. Ing the robe over her. You'll get
dreadful cold out Ct this! Your
, drenched-and shaking. Get up. Jerry!
How good II was to hear his friend
ly voice! How warm the clasp Of hi
hand!
How sweet TO feel his tenderness Ell
, yeloping her-to be cared for by him!
: RRulina paid price for her expert
4 ence. She was hoarse for a week. TIL
. plumes Of her hat we're straight an
!, sorry objects. And her self-esteem ha
n suffered. But she learned. too. that he
life's best happiness must come to he
: In Johon Litners love. and In "Th
!, sweet, safe shelter Of the househol
1 fret"