The silver messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1890-1912, 1904-08-09
MISS TRYPHOSA.
M BY
HELEN FORREST GRAVES.


2c1<a ND you have actually prom
Ball y Used to marry young De
[s a ( lan nor, .u.. ,,,,,
@G(S Mrs. Hartford looked up
|ne win grave surprise into Helen Mays
soft brown eyes.
Helen was a slight, rosy little dam
LXsel, with cherry lips. cheeks bright as
a June sunrise, and general pretti-
ia ness that was very attractive, al
ply though it scarcely deserved the name
cot beauty.
|nd "But, Helen, he is poor and obscure,
|thwhile you"
| The "While 1 am only little Helen May,
| Hquite ready to be contented with the
| TX love Of a true and manly heart. In
sh deed. Aunt Mary, Robert Delano de-
Eseryes q better wife than l."
| IL ''The world judges these things diff
differently, Helen" said Mrs. Hartford,
| We passing her hand fondly over Helen's
|ualbright hair. "By the way, isn't he
|lcsome relation of yours, on the fathers
|swtsideT'
| tie ~Only distant cousin, Aunt Mary"
| iy IF it was essential to your happi-
|edness to bear the name of Delano,"
! rsaid Aunt Mary. roguishly, "why didn't
|esyou take his brother Clarence? 1 am
Wsure he isymuch the handsomer of the
m'two.p
4 don't think so, aunty. Clarence
~ is too conceited-too proud OF his own
talents. He thinks little Helen May
ian Insignificant country girl, and won
ders at Roberts folly in selecting me
as a wife. All, 1 am no fortune teller,
aunt but Clarence cannot hide his con-
| victions from me-"
sHushp said Mrs. May, lifting I'D
her finger. 'There is a ring at the
! bell. 1 rather thing, my dear, that
Robert and Clarence are both coming
mere to spend the evening with you"
n And Helen ran out of the room to
smooth her brown hair, and to rear
range the ribbons at her throat before
| greeting her lover.
\. BY the way, Miss May" said Clar-
cnce Delano that same evening as he
sat yawning by the bright anthracite
4 nre, you come from Pennsylvania,
r. don't you? Dorchester. in Pennsyl-
|. xania p
|h n believe SO, Mr. Delano"
" wei, now, I'll tell you what" said
| Ularence, running his fingers through
his scented curls, "that's regular CO.
Ia incidence. Did you ever meet our rich
e. cousin, Miss Tryphosa-the old miser-
ess, if there's such word, who owns
half the countyY'
|e Professionally" laughed Helen.
ID wei, l was telling Bob this morn
ing when he was lamenting the need
d or little ready cash to help him start
hi the world as a man should start If.
L VINO intends to get marriea-don't
% aroNN, at me, Bob, it's Gospel truth,
and you darent contradict me"
sc on" said Helen, merrily.
was saying, why shouldn't we din
our hands into the old cats boards?
Let's make use of our relationship
we are fortieth cousins rye hoard
POP ana will write dutifuI, cousinly
.etlers, and borrow, say, ten thousand
dollars each"
always suppo sing that Miss Try
b phosa will lend it."
"Yes. of course, always supnosIng
that she will lend 1t, for I've an idea
b mat she's stngy old harridan. Once
borrowed, why, nobody's ruined If
we never repay it,"
Robert Delano's square, handsome
|c prov had been contracting as his
brother spoke. and at this juncture
ne interrupted him.
"Clarence, you are talking in a man
ncr that for one cannot counter
anee. If should apply to Miss Try
phosa for money, should regard it
p ~ sacred duty to repay the loan as
early as possible-the kindness never
n could repay"
|hi clarence arched his eyebrows with
angry scorn
ID Bob always was up in the Clouds"
|ds was his muttered comment. what do
you say, Miss Helen? Would the rich
CD maid lend the funds If we wrote
nice, cousinly letters?"
should think 1t very possible that
n che might"
It's worth trying at all events"
And the next time Mr.. Clarence De-
iapo met Miss May. she archly asked
him:
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