Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1904-06-15
) Ia the Spring S;
5 By A. S. RICHARDSON
s Copyright, 1903. by T. G. Mcclure.
By A. S. RICHARDSON
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS,

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ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
North GLASGOW had never taken Ma
bel Farnham seriously nor known her
to take life seriously, yet there had
been lingering hope in the minds of
the gossips that when it came to the
question Of matrimony the pretty
daughter of the big mill owner might
be sensible for once.
But, then, North GLASGOW did not un-
derstand Mabel, and Mabel cared pre-
cious little whether it did or not. She
cid not feel called upon to detail her
daily life nor analyze her motives for
the edification of town gossips That
was why 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 merry
greeting. Nor could they dream that
the young girl who danced when op-
portunity offered until almost morning
tripped downstairs in the most be-
witching negligees to pour her IA
theirs coffee and smiled sleepily, but
good humoredly, across the table at
him. What they did hear was that
Mabel lay abed till II o'clock (Which
was quite true, for she went directly
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en- away and sent to Boston for wrap
apers and coffee Jackets of lace and
silk, such as no respectable. hardwork-
ing woman in all North GLASGOW ever
dreamed Of wearing. They did not
dream either that she wore cherry rib
bons in those same negligees, when she
loved blue best just because her ador-
ing father had once remarked that red
was the only color in the rainbow
worth considering.
At regular intervals what was known
as the social set of GLASGOW went in it's
best array and as many carriages as
the town could support to be entertain
ed in state at the mill owners brick
and stone pile on the hill and came
away to discourse on the shocking
waste Of electricity, the absurdly mas
sive decorktions Of American Beauty
roses, the dreadful expense Of ca
terer from Boston when Miss Louise
Croker could have managed the whole
thing for half the price. And Mabel's
gown! The brocade had surely come
from Paris, and it was too deliberately
trimmed for SO young a girl. Well, it
was a pity that Mrs. Farnham had not
lived to steady down this frolicsome
daughter and keep restraining hand
on the household expenses of Donald
Farnham.
Little they knew how hateful the dis
play was to Mabel, how she longed
sometimes to, close down the house,
with it's 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
pinafores We're short and his working
hours long. He was master of North
GLASGOW today, and he reyeled in his
sense Of greatness and power.
1t was just when Mabel was hunger
ing for broader life, when North
GLASGOW seemed unbearably narrow
and when she had dazed it's gossips by
some particularly unconventional frol-
les that Harold Barndt came into their
life.
For reasons not stated the elder
Barndt wished his son well out of New
York, for the winter at least. One Of
them was certain pretty chorus girl
who had settled herself in a little fiat
unpleasantly close to the great apart
ment house wherein dwelt the Barndt
family Mr.. Farnham was indebted
or imagined he waste Mr.. Barndt,
and a position for the younger Barndt
was made somehow on the clerical
staff at the mills. And quite as nat
urally young Barndt made for himself
place in the Farnham home Twas
the only fit place in the town, he ex-
planned to himself.
Mabel had always been accustomed
to admiration, but now she woke up
to the fact that there was keen rivalry
for her hand. Young Barndt fretted
a week or so for the pretty actress,
and then decided that, averaging up
points, Mabel had a trife the best of
it, to say nothing Of her financial pros
poets, as the only child Of the mill
owner. Jimmy Crawford had loved
her ever since the first day he had
opened the big mill gate for Mabel,
a dainty vision in white and cherry
sash. Jimmy had been bobbin boy
that day. Now he was superintendent
and a better superintendent did not
boss mill in all New England, said
Mr.. Farnham. which went to show
that the owner Of the mill judged the
young superintendent by his ability to
get work out Of employees and not by
the state of his affections. The latter
would certainly have given the sell
made man much concern. He meant
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