The Globe-republican., 1903-10-15
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say, SlS, tnere goes your 'Ielle
a.ridin' out with Miss Pettibone agin,
sung out Billy Spencer from the gal
den, where he was supposed to b
pulling weeds, to his sister who wa
practiclng at the piano in the parlor
"If you don't hump yourself, she'
goin' to cut you out, an don't yol
forgit til"
"Billy Spencer, | should think you't
be ashamed of yourself said Millicen
from the window in wrathful tones
II wouldn't wonder II they heard ev
cry word you said. You're just the
most provoking boy / ever saw. How'd
you feel, If you were in my place; II
they did hear what you said?"
MAD, | s'pose, just as you do," an.
swered Billy "But wouldn't be mad
at a feller for tryin' to help matters.
I'd be mad at my beau, an the wom-
an who was tryin' to cut me out"
"If John Mead wants Miss Pettibone
he's welcome to her, for all care"
retorted Mllly. "But don't fancy
the idea Of having you shout your
opinions to the whole neighborhood.
You'd better attend to business and
let other folks look out for them
selves" Then Milly shut the window
with a force that gave some color to
Billy's claim that she Slammed It,"
and went back to her practlcing.
But a discord had found Its way in
to her music, and kept interfering
with Its harmony. Try as she might
to concentrate her mind on her exer-
else, she could not help thinking about
the couple who had just ridden by.
Was John Mead inclined to fall in love
with Miss Pettibone, she wondered.
1t certainly looked that way. True,
he came to see her nearly every week,
the same as before he began to be at
tentive to Miss Pettibone, but she
thought perhaps that was more from
force Of habit than anything else. Per-
haps he hardly knew his own mind
and was trying to decide which one he
cared most for. Maybe he didn't care
for her in the sense she had believed
he did, and came only as a friend.
But then, friends are not inclined to
be lover-like, and John Mead, though
be had not talked love much, had cer-
tainly looked and acted 1t, and given
her good reason to think he had "seri-
)us Intentions" But a fish is never
'eally caught until it is landed, and
young woman Is never really sure
If her lover until he has bought her ,
IN engagement ring-and sometimes
lot then. So If John saw fit to pay ;
ttentlons to Miss Pettibone he had )
me kind of right to, but she couldn't
elp feeling indignant about it, all the ,
ame. But Milly Spencer was too :
roud to wear her heart upon her !
leeve. No one should know, If she r
ould help 1t, how sorry she was over n
he prospect Of losing John. For q
lough she could not be positively n
ire as to his regard for her, she p
new very well that she cared more ~ ~
" him than she ever expected to for n,
ny other man. - =,
Il suppose Its because Miss Petit q,
'ne can write stories," she told her. If
'lf' as she sat in her room and ir
ought 1t all over. "Men always like W
omen who write, l guess. But | gl
mt see what there Is in her stories Or
admire. To me they're silly. | j
ally believe | could write as good
es, myself"
An idea came to Milly at that mo- ke
ent that was almost like an inspira- ~
m. Why not try her hand at story. DR.
iting? If she could write story, sh
she believed she could, she might las
I'VE to John that Miss Pettibone liy
dn't the monopoly Of literary ability kn
Wellsbridge, and the discovery that sto
could write might turn the current gai
his fancy back into the old channel b,,t
] enable her to get the start Of her he
al. ot
I'll do IT," she decided. It'll think doe
my plot this evening and begin +
TX on my story bright and early to-
ROW. ! wonder what kind of
~ would appeal most strongly to I
M" con
hat evening she shut herself up met
Ter room and thought out her plot. and
was hard to decide between the in !
ly brilliant ones which submitted init
nselves for consideration, but at teri
she chose one which seemed to the
best fitted for the purpose she had in Il
hind. She wanted her story to be and
Of the haunting" kind--some. lishl
6 that John would read and not be sam
to forget, So, full Of pathos that mea
ould bring teafsto his eyes as we'll tage
owe to his heart for the woman mer,
could write SO beautiful a thing.
'efore she chose for her story o
that hinged on love In Its most In
etics aspects, and was delightfully."-, are
mentally gloomy and fearful. "A drinl
I thiag,' she ttppldsssshsfself, 1t spen
d be q success, 9sheldknew. AL. with
she began NJ fssls the enthu- 5000
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