News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1903-10-07

Glied with gratitude to you. My moth
er goes into the smallest details In her
lett ers, and she described your every
word and action during that transac
ton in your Office. | could tell Just
where her eyes Oiled and her throat
chOked Up by her dulvering handwrit-
| ing. / declare, | Looked On you as
sort Of king with unlimited power. If
| were man. I'd rather use my brain
to help suffering people than TO lie
made president Of the United States
and be mere fgureAead You must
not think | ain spoiled by all this gilt
ter and parade down here. The truth
is. | heartily Gesp:se it. | wanted to
be at home so bad when got that let
ter that cried myself to sleep"
"Yeu mxst not forget that your broth
er conceived the plan" Miller protest
ed, and that only
"Oh, yes. | know Alan thought of it,"
she Interrupted. hut without your ex-
pariencP and firmress it would have re-
ma;ned in his dear cid brain till the
Lord knows when. The idea of their
being in debt was slowly killing my
| father and mother, and you came to
their relief just when they We're I'M
able to bear it any longer. I'm so glad
you thought of borrowing that money"
Just then a young man half a head
shorter than Adele came up hurriPdly.
ooh. here vou arer' he exclaimed in
gasp of relief. i've been looking for
you everywhere. This is mine, you
| knOw-the grand march. They are all
ready"
Adele smiled PLEASANTLY. Il hope
You'll excuse me from 1t. Mr.. Tedras.
tie" she said i've just met friend
FROM home want to talk with him,
rld"--
But, Miss Bishop, r.
~ asked you TO please excuse me,
Mr.. Tedcastle." Miller saw her face
'-a"dPn as If from the sheer of con,
tempt that passed over it. IL hope it
will not he necessary for me to explain
my reasons in detail until have lit
tie more time at nay disposal"
'Oh, certainly not. Miss Bishop"
said the young man, red with anger,
Us he bowed himself away.
whats society coming to-" Adele
| asked Miller. with a nervous little
laugh. Does lady have to get down
on her knees and beg men-little jump
ingjacks, like that one-to excuse her.
and to pet them into a good humor
when she has good reason to change
her mind about an engagement? That's
sort Of slavery l don't intend to en-
ter"
you served him right" said Miller
who had himself resented the young
mans childish impetuosity and felt
like slapping him for his impertinence.
Adele shrugged her fine shoulders
Lets not waste any more time talk
ing about him." she said. II was going
to tell you how happy you made them
all. When l read mothers description
of their return home that night-how
she went round looking at each object
and touching it that she might realize
1t was hers again, and how father sat
up till past midnight talking incessant-
ly about it, and all the droll things I'm
Gle Abner said-I cried and laughed by
turns. l longed to see you, to tell you
how felt about what You did, and yet,
now that I'm with you, all say seems
utterly weak and-inadequate."
at seems wonderfully nice to me-"
Miller declared. IL don't deserve any
thing, and yet-well, l like to hear you
talk" He laughed. whether de-
serve it or not, | could listen to you
for a week on a stretch"
In truth Rayburn Miller had never
in all his varied social career become
SO suddenly and startlingly interested
in asy woman. 1t all seemed like a
dream, and most delicious one-the
gay assemblage, the intermittent
strains of the music, the touch of the
stately creature on his arm, the per-
fume of her flowers her hair, her eyes.
He suddenly felt fearful of the passage
of time, the leaving of his train, the
approach Of some one to claim her at
tention. He could not explain the spell
she had thrown on him. Was it be
cause she was his friends sister and so
astoundlngly pretty, frank and sensi-
BILE, or could II be that
His train of thought was broken by
the approach Of Miss Ida Bishop,
Adeles cousin, rather plain girl who
with her scrawny neck and scant hair,
which rel eled against being made
much of, would have appeared to bet
ter advantage in a street costume.