The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1906-06-06
PART FIRST
: O Love Will Venture In!
CHAPTER I,

CHAPTER I.
THE things that know least about
is my beginning. For it is pos
Sible to introduce Ethel RaWdOn
in SO many picturesque ways
that the: choice is EN- arrassing, and
forces me: to the conclusion that the
actual circumstances, tho commonplace,
may be the most suitable. Certainly
the events that shape our lives are sell
they steal upon us unannounced, and
begin their work without giving any
premonition Of their Importance
Consequently Ethel had no idea when
she returned home one night from
rather stupid entertainment that she !;
chapter in her life. Hitherto that life
had been one Of the sweetest and SIM
plest characteristic lessons and sports
of childhood and girlhood had claimed
~. her 10 years; and Ethel was just at that
wonderful ad age when, the brook and the
first swell of those irresistible tides
which would carry her day by day
to the haven of all days.
81. It was Saturday night in the January
Of 1900, verging toward IL O'Clock. Z
that one Of the windows was open, and
she stood a moment or two at it, look
4 ing across the straight miles Of white
lights, in whose illumined shadows
thousands of sleepers were holding their
! lives in pause.s - X
5s.It is not New York at ALL she
whispered, sit is some magical city
that I have seen, but have never trod.
It will vanish about 6 o'clock in the
morning, and there will be only COM
mon streets, full Of common people, Of
dow. and leisurely removed her opera
cloak, !" of course, this is only dream
=. ing, but to dream waking, or to dream
sleeping, is very pleasant: In dreams
we can have men as We like them, and
all the world happy and beautiful
movement She had been in a crowd
for some hours, and, was glad to
be quite alone and talk to herself
ally relinquish all the restraining gauds
of fashionable attire, and as she leis-
urely performed these duties, she en-
tered into conversation with her own
heart-talked over with it the events
Of the past week, and decided that it's
fretless days, full Of good things, had
been, from the beginning to the end,
woman's heart is very laxative, and
requires little to make it eloquent in
its own way.
In the midst of this intimate com
paHlOnSH1p Sne turned 1er' neaQ, ana
saw two letters lying upon table.
She rose and lifted them. One was an
invitation to a studio reception, and
she let it futter unfortunately from
her hand; the other was both familiar
and appealing; none Of her correspond
ents but Dora Denning used that pc
culiar shade Of blue paper, and she in
stantly began to wonder why Dora
had written to her.
s'I saw her. yesterday afternoon"
she reflected, "and she told me every
thing she had to tell-and what does
she mean by such tantaGzing message
as this9 Dearest Ethel: I have the
Immediately. Dora. How exactly like
me immediately-whet you are in
bed or asleep-whether you are sick or
well-whether it is midnight or high
noon-come to me Immediately. Well,
morrow. is Sunday. and I never know
what view father is going to take Of
Sunday. He may ask me to go to
church with him, and he may not. He
may want me to drive in the after
noon. and again he may not; but Sun
and I make a point Of obliging him in
regard to it. That is one Of our family
principles; and girl ought to have a
few principles of conduct involving
self-denial. Aunt Ruth says, Life can.
not stand erect without self-denial,
and aunt is usually right, but do won
der what Dora wants! cannot mag.
inc what extraordinary news has come.
must try and see her tomorrow-it
may be difficult-but I must make an
effort and with this satisfyin res
olution she easily fell asleep.
When she awoke the church bells
were ringing and she knew that her