Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-02-22

juicy orange Is to disrobe, grasp the fruit firmly in both hands and climb into a bathtub half full of water"
 The finished epicure shuddered at the recollection, poignantly, quite as if a saw were being filed in the next room
 Mrs. Milbrey entered, news of i'm portance visibly animating her. Her husband arose mechanically, placed the chair for her, and resumed his fork in an ecstasy of concentration.
 You really must talk to Avice," his wife said.
 MT. Milbrey sighed. deprecatingly. He could remember no time within i've years when that necessity had not weighed upon his fathers sense of duty like vast powder of granite. He turned to welcome the diversion pro- vided by the rognons sautees which Jarvis at that moment uncovered be- fore him with discreet flourish.
 Now you really mustS' continued his wife, land you'll agree with me when tell you why"
 But, my dear, I've already talked to the girl exhaustively. I've pointed out that her treatment of Mrs. Wybert her perverse refusal to meet the lady at all, is quite as absurd as it is rude, and that if Fred chooses to marry Mrs. Wybert 1t is her duty to act the part of sister even If she cannot bring ] herself to feel 1t. I've assured her that Mrs. Wybert's antecedents are all they should be; not illustrious, perhaps, but eminently respectable. Indeed, quite approve of the southern aristocracy. 1 But she constantly recalls what that snobbish Zines was unfair enough to i tell her. I've done my utmost to con- vince her that Zines spoke in the way he did about Mrs. Wybert because he knew she was aware of those ridicu- lous tales of his mothers illiteracy; But Avice is-er-my dear, she is like her mother in more ways than one. Assuredly she doesn't take it from me-"
 He became interested in the kidneys. "If Marie had been man." he re- marked feelingly, q often suspect that her fame as a chef would have been second to none. Really, the suavity of her sauces is a never-ending delight to me-"
 q haven't told you yet the reason new reason-why you must talk to Avice."
 "The money-yes, yes, my dear, know, we all know. Indeed, I've put it to her plainly. She knows how sorely Fred needs it. She knows how that beast of tailor Is threatening to be uable Mrs. SWybert would be, remind ing her of that lady's generous hint about the rise in Federal Steel, which enabled me to net the neat little profit of $10,00O month ago, and how, but for that, we might have been acutely distressed. Yet she stubbornly clings to the notion that this marriage would be mesalliance for the Milbreys."
 "I agree with her," replied his wife, tersely.
 MT. Milbrey looked perplexed, but polite.
 q quite agree with Avice," continued the lady. That woman hasn't been right, Horace, and she isn't right. Young Zines knew what he was talk. ing about. I haven't lived my years without being able to tell that after five minutes with her, clever as she is. I can read her. Like so many of those women, she has an intense passion to be thought respectable, and she's come into money enough-God only knows how-to gratify 1t. I could tell it, if nothing else showed it, by the way in which she overdoes responsibility. She has the thousand and one artificial little rules for propriety that one never does have when one has been bred to it. That kind of woman is certain to lapse sooner or later She would mar. ry Fred because of his standing, be- cause he's favorite with the smart people she thinks she'd like to be pally with. Then, after little she'd run of with a German dialect comedian or something, like that appalling person Normie Whitmund married"
 But the desire to be respectable, my dear-and you say this woman has it is a mighty lever. I'm no cynic about your sex, but shudder to think of their-ah-eccentric if it should cease to be factor in the feminine equation"
 Its nothing more than a passing fad with this person-besides, that's not what I've to tell you"
 But you, yourself, were not averse to Fred's marrying her, in spite of these opinions you must secretly have held"
 Not while 1t seemed absolutely nee. e.sary-not while the case was SC brutally desperate, when we were actually pressed"
 Remember, my dear. there's noth- ing magic in those slo.0O0. They're winged dollars like all their mates, and most of them, I'm sorry to say. have already flown to places where they'd long been expected"
 Mrs. Milbrey's sensation was nc longer to be repressed. She had toyed with the situation sufficiently. Her husband was now skillfully dissectins the deviled thighs of an immature chicken.
 Horace" said his wife, impressive. ly. ''Avice has had an offer of marriage from"