The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1903-08-22

is STAYING n the nearest town In a hor-
rid public house on purpose 10 see me.
from Sir Rupert Cecil too-anOthtr OF
my young men. nnd q very keen one He
is cominE down, to0l Isn't u funl
think shall ask them both 10 stay with
me. and lot the.n hight it out
Would n be proper ] asked In my
weighty manner.
"Oh. what a hothetl DO sou mean 20
cav that Mrs, Grundy haunts even an
OUT Of the way place Ike th,sT'
think they would gossip In the Wiz
''Thon / snail have 10 send for mamma.
after an. and mamma and ] are suaan-
tasonistc You are lucky g.ri 20 nave
no mother"
j was aghast.
"How can you say 80 when it is tho
eorrow Of my life that my poor. beauu-
ful mother died when she was no older
than you arog'
.You don't know what you're talking
about sad Louise. lightly III you
that squat beetle hrowld black haired
htle nend incnrnaic my father WAS 20
thankfui to be froe of the like"
WHAT "a she dark. when you are SO
iairt' ! questioned my m nd pX'ng on
not .eemed 10 me the most anomalous
"of coarso she is dark. Did you ever
hear of n fair Biancheg And. Il course,
che is short. hecause an other American
women are divinely tall and most di-
Like youiso ! suggested
Yes. liko me. said Louise laughing
"Oh. why couldn't my father have mar
ried typical American-one I should
nave been proud 1f aud who would have
shown on her dinmonds2 one blessing
~ the diamonds are TO be mine when
marry, and that iuciines me TO holy mat
rimQny more than anything else in the
Of mo7 10 be willing te give up my lJ-
erty for the sake Of doing justice TO the
ulamOndnl hut why should we waste out
time talking about mothers when we
mighi be talking about young men2
zone can have more than one young
man-you seem 10 have dozens, but one
t. oly niys ono l9no1Tnsf Gstortea'
But she did not send for her mother.
all the same Every day she said, ITO
morrow" like verltabie spanlafi; and
the market town and spent the forenoon
and luncned with her: adl every day
slr Rupert cecil walked acsoaa the fields
from the vicnrugc the vicar being an
old tutor Of bis. suer,t the afternoon and
evening with her. They never met.
MI Browne is a penniless subalterni
and Sir Rupert Is pennilees baronet."
remarked Louise. reaectiveiy 'All nice
men are poor
Yes but an poor men are not nice"
/ had that very day met Mr. Browne
and conceived a distinct dislgs for him.
lie trod on Warlock s tail without apol-
the remark That collies were- useless
dogs. He walked down 90 meet me as ~
were child N the nursery-an Insult
which sixteen bitterly resents, and made
undisguised efforts 70 get rid OF me-
revenged myself by sitting Ia Louise 3
poclsc, all the morning. and glarng at
him.
'Mr Browne IS so much better looking
than Sir rupert Cecil. murmurcd
Louise, - do so like man over six
foot high and so adorahly fair. We
should mike such a upFfnVt rDun.nf'f
1 did not laugh over this naivotte But
y was dreadfully disappointed when
saw Sir Rupert that very afternoon. for
he was a very short man ana very spare
and wore an evegbtys-my speclnl defes-
tation. Mentally nnd morally. howc~er,
he recommends Tmself TO me for he
assured me that he could see at a glance
thaf Hero wha had won i've nrsts. was
a prize dog and he asked me my opin-
ion on several rural matters listening TO
my words OF wisdom with evident atten-
Ton
"To be Mrs Browne would be odious
but Lady Cecil would he lovely name,
remarked Louise, who seesa awed In her
favor from one suitOr TO the other, ac-
COrding to which was freshest IN her
memory but what does II ma terri
she went on. throwing ont her arms IN
one OF her careless. un-English gestures,
and starting a peacock almost into hys-
terica ~ shall never be elther the one
we were standing on the terrace after
dinner. The harvest moon shone on the
lake. and the yewa stood up black and
ftin IN the foreground Ike "a row OF SEM
tncis Across the lake IN the park a
nightingale WAS singing. In such SUR
rouudings Louise was apt TO become se-
rious ana self-scornful
1T is not myself, Il Is my money, that
they want she said "No one loves
woman with money; they take her be-
bsr rhey teii her they love her, OF
course; IT IS part Of the rules OF the
game And perhaps II she Is fool she
bel ewes them i never do i know better.
Every thing can be bought in this world
"rhtu ! shouldn't marry either ot
them" / returned, conciaely / did not
think Il could be a saor ice. Louise's low
ers reminded me OF Helga the Marsh
Kings daughter, the one was beautiful
20 look a. hut II not az feroeieus, eer-
tainly quite as unatuact.ve IN eaaracter
as she while the other merits OF diepo-
sition were handicapped by his appear
'I shall not think. when it comes 90
the point. / shall never marry and-tnd
show on tho diamonds said Louise
with a rueful laugh Women like. me
never see che true Their money is Ike a
window paue with a tlaw in it. through
which they see everything distorted
IN this mood I almost loved her. ] put
my arm around her and told her tu no
c0mforted. Tor that there were worse lots
than apiustcrhood, speaking with me
confidence OF youth. She cried little.
Then she shlyercd. and said night wind
WAS getting up ana chlls would ever
take us both. ln the drawing-room she
was as artificial as her own French fur
Rut few days after that she came
down me drive 20 meet me, bursting
with news
"They are both gone-hoth sone
Didn't u ten you2' she called out as soon
aa i WAS within carshot
"GQne!' 4 echoed stupidity. "Who2--
how o.
eMr Browne and Sir Rupert Of course.
puoseNi J knew how ~ would be. And.
! rhylls. there "a more news.
"Oh. what9' I exclaimed, sceutluB or
! anee blossoms from another quarter,
~ Will toll you AN about IT, said lou-
ise settling down into her slow willowy
walk by my side. and causing mr brick
steps 10 slacken. But then did not wear
I French shoes. you know diant you,
/ thar / he'd a grandtstherF
] nodded.
rNNcn no Is very rich, you know, but a
perfectly dreadful OLD mani He lives in
) Chicago. an by himset and luckily never
: wants 90 nee mamma or me lie Just lives
FOR making money, not Tor spending H.
nn lets ua do that SO lucky. for lc u