Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1905-09-30
The Stinsiness
Of Grace
By MARTHA HUMPHREYS
Copyright, 1905, by Z. C. Mcclure

money you nave III JllS WOrlQ the more
you want She doesn't look like a girl
who thought Of nothing but money.
Misery people are supposed to have
steely gray eyes and sharp chins, and
she has the softest brown eyes and .
dimple in her chin"
"Who has 'em?' asked Tom Bliss,
rolling over languidly in his steamer
chair.
81 was talking about Grace Patter
SON."
HAS she dimples and brown eyesY
asked Tom innocently.
His sister flung him a scornfu
glance.
"You ought to know. You have beer
hanging around her ever since you
came down."
"Well, a fellows got to do something
when he's on his vacation" said Ton
easily. "You can't expect him to turn
woman hater when he's the only mar
to twoscore of pretty women"
"That's just why I'm complaining,
With so many pretty girls here don't
see why you should devote yourself tc
one"
Margaret Bliss would have objected
to any woman her brother might have
selected as the object of his attentions
Her love for the six footed bachelor,
Oldest of her brothers, was distinctly
selfish, and she was glad the occasion
had arisen to prove Miss Patterson far
from perfect. Tom lighted fresh Gig
arctic, and the hand which tossed away
the match patted his sisters head IN
patronizing fashion.
sand how has your ladyship been Of
tended?"
'You know Jim Green, the man who
has been on the beach boat for two
seasons, died last night. All the board
ers knew him, and Of course we looked
right into the matter and found out
that he left his family almost penni-
less, so we are going to give fair for
their benefit. We asked Miss Patterson
to make something for it, and she said
abe was too busy; then we asked her to
preside at one of the tables or to rattle
or the embroidered sofa cushion Mrs
Marshall Is going to donate, and she
said she didn't believe in raff1es"
''My opinion Of Miss Patterson i'm
proves" said the aggravating Tom
"Many a time and Oft have been done
at your fairs and raff1es"
Margaret rose angrily.
ttT YniUhf houo lynOUUp che xvoc m q r.
ing some sort Of grand stand play.
That sort Of girl only cares to please
the men,"
Tom leaned back in his chair and
smoked dreamily. He had rather en-
joyed Miss Patterson's society, be-
cause she knew enough to steer boat
and not to screech when it shipped wa
ter. Now he felt curious desire to
know her better. A girl with tender
brown eyes and dimple in her chin
rarely held decided opinions on such
grave matters as hotel benefits and
raffles. But she was not in sight at the
present moment Then he recalled that
his stationery needed replenishing, and
cheap imitation Of the city, depart
ment store, and as he was passing the
dress goods counter on his way to the
stationery department he heard IA
n1iliar voice say:
"Is that the best quality of nuns
yelling you have"
'It's enough better than anything
she's been used to having" said the
middle aged woman behind the coun.
ter.
Tom Bliss stopped short, an amused
smile on his lips, fer he could see that
Miss Patterson was flushing indignant
" at the woman's rudeness.
"Mrs. Green may not be able to buy
to select something that will wear well
and not turn rusty"
Tom woke up. 'Green, Greenw Why,
that was the name Of the man who
had handled the life saving boat. Why
was Grace Patterson shopping for his
widow? He drew closer.
II think the henrietta cloth is better.
You can give me ten yards Of that and
three yards of the Grape; also four
yards Of that lusterless black ribbon"
She turned suddenly, almost bump
ing into Tom.
won't you let me help?" he said,
with a note in his voice that she did
not recognize.
mo, thank you," she said, blushing
prettily under his earnest gaze. 81
think we have everything" He no.
ticed the 1--WE" and liked it.
"But the children" he urged =
'oughtnt they to have something; say,
little black frocks?
"No, there would be no time to make
them. The funeral is tomorrow, you
know. Besides, they're such babies to
wear black"
ut would please the mother" he
urged, possessed of a sudden madness
to share in this shopping expedition.
Miss Patterson's eyes smiled frankly
into his.
"Well, if you are so determined, we
might get some ready made white
dresses for the children with black rib
h. Il