The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1905-02-25
The Confessions Of a Club Woman
Copyright, 1904.

| fly all right if you had wings, and you d
was written.''
"Ye-es, I think T could read it all
right,' I returned.
eyes, and look a perfect picture
while you were doing it," she an
swered.
"Thanks; but the writing Of it-well,
frankly frankly. 9o oy;, how is it going to be
She sobered at once. care you really
in earnest7" she asked.
Never more q SO in my life; and i
"See here" and her tones were very
|businesslike now. "I've written many
a club paper. How much could you
pay2'
This bold proposition made me gasp.
thing. askea, ' Meakl Se as Mone eae
you know nd-square. For, Of
course, it would have to go under my
"of COURSE she replied, coolly.
"And it would be yours, wouldn't it,
if you paid for it, Come now.
Yes? Well, you needn't be disturbed
about that. Lots Of them do it. Why,
it's an open secret that even your
president-general or chief dame-in-
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her speeches written. 5Didn t you know
that2 Well, 1t IS a fact. "A funny thing
about it is that her first speeches were
all in the forid, perfervid style OF a
well known southern writer with whom
5she had the sense to quarrel a little
later; whereupon her style suddenly
|changed to thatsof a crisp New England
me to write your papera Of course,
4 it'll never be known unless you tell it..
I certainly shouldn II care to spoil my
/ market by blabbing.'
4 After some further parleying we
came to terms, and she agreed, for a
lgood, round sum, to write spicy, en-
PERTAINING, paper on 'eHThe Club Won
ans Ideal which was, of course, to
90 on the program as mine. And when
she left, I telephoned Mrs. Parsons that
q 7 had decided to accept her very kind
proposal to be put on the program at
her credit. But I did not deem it
necessary to tell her that Minnie Nor
rison had lunched with me that day.
CHAPTER TX.
Mothers are usually ambitious for
the social success of their daughters,
and SO, weeks later, when 4 confded
to mine my intention Of going to the
1DACuA1cIA, cInu C1AO AcbSO UAA0U A1OA udu$,AVVA
was down on the program for paper,
she was proudly sympathetic and de.
MED herself new spring clothes to adj
to my wardrobe. We agreed to say
nothing to Joe until the last moment,
and it required no little management
to get my outfit ready for the notable
event, But my husband was always
esfs with it'll n%9 Mrs and Prs1 with tay
, in selecting, was soon provided with
prettier clothing than ever before.
"You're really very well dressed,
now," was Mrs. Parsons comment.
"You We developed wonderfully this
past winter, if you I'll pardon my frank
, ness. And now, may l make another
HCertainly; anything" I answered.
that have developed me---if I am de-
veloped," I added, meekly, altho not
without certain inward reservations.
"Well, then, my dear, just drop that
awful Kansas name Mrs. Joseph IS
common not to say plebeian; Mrs.
j. Johnaphene is impossible. Mrs. Johnnie
Henning is childish; one imagines it
sallow, callow youth. But Mrs. Jack
now, that has some style to it. Call
yourself Jackie, or Mrs Jack That
just suits YOU"
liked the suggestion and said So.
4 "There are noted society leaders in
) Boston and New York known as Mrs.
Jack" she went on. "Why not in
Chicago?" IL
i I could not suppress thrill Of fiat
tered pride which nearly suffocated
me, and she saw it. I do not know to
this day whether she said those things
merely to fatter me, or to further her
own ends by making me her abject
slave, or yet, whether it was because
she honestly liked me. Perhaps a lit
tie Of all these reasons entered into
} her calculations. But from that hour
I was known by the name. And when
the newspapers of Omaha sent on,
: weeks in advance Of the Biennial, for
! my photographs and some account Of
4 my humble career, / sat for my photo
lgraph in evening dress, and Minnie Nor
rison, my newspaper friend, sent back
/ Ia glowing story regarding the ancestry,
Ilife-history and the accomplishing Of
the "well-known social favorite and
i wife of one of Chicago's capitalists,
Mrs. Jack Henning." It was fortunate
flor me that the real masculine head of
! my family didnot read the Omahapapers.
= To Be Continued Next Saturday.