The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1906-12-29

Moons, but she did join the family oc-
CasiOually al the theater or in viewing
art exhibitions. And 1t was after one
of these rare occasions that she real
lied the full extent OF her happiness.
She had been hunting congenial work
not an art career. She knew now that
her small talent for drawing had Of
fered her only an excuse for fleeing
an unhappy home life-but that she
never would have become a great artist
while she was competent manager Of
the Cartwright Brown home. She sent
her aunt's allowance regularly and gave
no thought TO the futuTc-until the two
young people came home from college.
The daughter was a mere butterfly, who
neither appreciated nor resented Anna
bells position in the household The
son was grave-faced chap, who seemed
suddenly oppressed by the response
bility Of his fathers wealth. He had
studied theoretical sociology in college.
and on practical lines among the gilded
youth OF his class.
b. this time the Cartwright Browns
We're at their country place, and Anna
bel found that her early morning rides
were subject TO interruption, not I'M
pleasant. but disturbing Norman
Brown insisted upon unloading upon
her capable shoulders, as his mother
and father had done before him. the
burden OF his personal problems. But
they were no longer burdensome when
he found that AnEabel shared his
ideals about the use of wealth. and he
boldly carried his plans 10 his father.
mo more college? You're going into
the WOrks7 say. what will cur rich
friends think?"
I am more interested in knowing
what the men at our works Will think,
And Miss Annabel says
Cartwright Brown waved his hand as
If TO dismiss the entire subject.
"Oh, If Annabel says you are right,
neither heaven nor earth could move
you. 1 declare that girl has this family
hypnotized.'
Nothing Of the sOrt-and you know
it," replied his son holly. she has sim
ply taught us how to make the best Of
our money
And cured your mother of nervous
prostration. Gracious-when I think of
those old days! Oh, try it. if you like. 4"
Letter from Miss Molly Sewell to An
mabel Maitland:
80 We were inexpressiblv
SiiONhNN- VI tOulSt L Udu WdlCftO TOT
your name under some magazine illus
tratiOns or for some work you would
send me, and when none came I sent
Dan Martin 10 Denver to find out what
you were doing. You, a Sewel and a
Maitland. hiring out as mere servant
You must come home at once The
| Westfield bank will pay so cents on the
dollar and we can get along somehow,
and IL you show some signs of settling
down I think Dan will marry you after
all. He isn't like some men, holding a
grudge"
Letter from Annabel to her Aunt
Molly:
- The wedding took place YES
| terday afternoon. I wanted to have
you come, but we were compelled to
| hasten matters There is trouble at
the Blackstake smelters and Norman
wants TO be on the ground at once.
He is a prince among men, dear aunt.
and you viii learn to love him, when
we come TO see you, forgiying the fact
that this prince found his Cinderella.
not behind the kitchen stove, but in his
mothers boudoir. I am not ashamed
of my work in the past year-for it
brought me the greatest happiness that
can come to a woman. We were mar
ried with the full consent Of his
parents, and cannot write more. my
cup Of happiness brims over and blots
! out mere words" MOLLY"