The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1904-05-27
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In The Spring.

ID 4le spring.
North GLASGOW had never taken
Mabel Farnham seriously nor known
her to take life seriously. yet there had
been lingering hope in the minds of
the gossips that when IL came 10 the
question of matrimony the pretty
daughter of the big mill owner might
be sensible for once.
But, then, North GLASGOW did not
understand Mabel, and Mabel cared
precious little whether it did or not.
She did not feel called upon to detail
her daily life nor analyze her motives
for the edi6cation of town gossi ps
That was the sharp tongued women
of the manufacturing town did not
know that when Mabel went tearing
through the main street on her little
mare or trotted past in her dogcart
she was pretty sure to drop into her
fathers dingy Office with kiss and a
merry greeting. Nor could they
dream that the young gill who dane
ed when opportunity offered until al
most morning tipped downstairs in.
the most bewitching negligees to pour
her fathers coffee and smiled sleepily,
but good humoredly, across the table
at him. What they did hear was that
Mabel lay abed till IL o'clock (Which
was quite true, for she went directly
back to be d when her father had driven
away and sent to Boston for wrappers
and coffee jackets of lace and silk, such
as no respectable, ha1dworking woman
in all North GLASGOW ever dreamed of
wearing. They did not dream either
that she wore cherry ribbons in those
same negligees, when she loved blue
best, just because her adoring father
had once remarked that red was the
only color in the rainbow worth con-
sidering.
At regular intervals what was known
as the social set OF GLASGOW went in its
best array and as many carriages as
the town could support to be enter
tained in state at the mill owners
brick and stone pile on the hill and
came away to discourse on the shock
ing waste of electricity, the absurdly
massive decorations of A american Bean
ty roses, the dreadful expense of
caterer from Boston when Miss Louise
Crocker could have managed the
whole thing for half the price. And
Mabel's gown! The brocade had sure
ly come from Paris, and it was too
elaborately trimmed for so young a
girl. Well, it was pity that Mrs.
Farnham had not lived to steady down
this frolicsome daughter and keep a
restraining hand on the household ex-
penses of Donald Farnham.
Little they knew bow hateful the
display was to Mabel, how she longed
sometimes to close down the house,
with its gilt furniture and plush hang
ings, and to join some Of the girls she
had met at college in their trips
abroad, where the world was old and
rich in art and book lore. But this
was her fathers life, the life for which
he had longed in those early days when
her p,nafores were short and his work
ing hours long. He was master of
North GLASGOW today, and he reveled
in his sense of greatness and pow
er.
1t was just when Mabel was hum
gering for broader life when North
GLASGOW seemed unbearable narrow
and when she had dazed its gossips by
some particularly unconventional frel-
les that Harold Barndt came into their
life.
For reasons not stated the elder
Barndt wished his son we'll out of New
York, for the winter at least. One OF