The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1904-10-09
lBIE, Made. [HdL0 10 [dTEssIIITsW lDIEFT !.
ENgG[DTyJ[YEgIIEgIa WNJpBOlLkG


Goodness. mamma, what's the matter?'
This diversion was caused by the young
ladys mother coming up and pinching
her daughters arm. Mamma had over
heard the conversation and tried to stop
the disclosure that the young lady had
not remembered me and did not know to
whom she was talking
More in sorrow than in anger I bowed
myself away, and soon saw mother and
daughter depart, after telling Aunt Sarah,
who was matronizing, what a lovely time
they had had
little later, refreshments still being
served, was cornered by another mother,
bringing her daughter with her-to guard
against such a mistake as had just been
made, pehaps My dear Mr. Lacknead' -
began mamma. Dora would make me
come to you with her to ask about that
delightful turnip sugar your mills MAKE.
Dora's fond of all kinds of sugar, but
since she's heard that you make turnip
sugar she won't have any other kind in
her tea
Possibly you refer to beet sugar. mad
am, said, somewhat austerely, for do
not consider beet sugar proper subject
for Jest, nor ignorance on the subject an
excuSable sim
Beet sugar. to be sure exclaimed
mamma. I'm always mixed on such
matters, but Doras up ON that and every
thing, Aren't you, dear?''
Dora, Who seemed to be struggling not
to cry with rage managed to answer,
Yes, mamma
And Dora's so fond of the West, too
we went to Hoboken once. But I dare
say your hot houses for tur-beets are
further west even than Hoboken. Aren't
you, Dora 90
Eyes, mamma
And politics. Dora quite went beside
herself with excitement when she read of
your entrance into politics. We had
coaehman once who became too weak to
attend to his duties, and Dora got him
place on the police-sne;s quite a poll
tician- Aren't, you, Dora?,
Yes, mamma
And history! Dora was just raving
about the history books on your shelves.
She reads all the histories When Mrs.
Wigs the Virginian Had the Leopard
Spots and Dorothy Vernon, or the
knight of Haddon Hail. and-and-oh.
everything historical. Don't you, Dora?"
But those are not the kind of histories
on Mr. Larkmead's shelves" Dora said,
feeling for safe ground.
'tOh my darling. history repeats itself
But If you and Mr.. Larkmead insist on
talking literature and leaving me out of
the conversation I'll go and get plate of
salad" and with an encouraging smile
she glided away, leaving me alone with
Dora
I lacked words to better the situation,
and for time Dora seemed equally at a
loss, but finally she said, 81 think : A Mad
ness of a Duchess is too sweet, don't
you?'
"Is it a new candy?" 1 asked.
NO" she replied. looking surprised.
"Ah. a new game
ITS the biggest six SELLER she retort-
ed, with some spirit. Everybody has
read it."
"Ah,'' I said, and after while she said
she must find her mamma.
The afternoon proceeded with some de-
gree of gayety, and before it ended it is
likely that nearly all those there knew
who was their host. Before she left Mrs
Lacauerre came to me and said: "Reu-
ben, you have done well. 1 saw you re-
pulse a number of attacks by old time
campaigners and you must be tired You
may come and dine with Frances and me
if you've nothing else on for this even
ing. and We'll agree not to talk turnip.
sugar or history to YOU She smiled in
a way to inform me that at least two OF
my encounters were known and agreed
to accept her invitation l had just
dressed for the evening when Martin in