The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1906-08-30

NNssA A4o6S. 4Ou AuOW sue wanted 10
marry Fred Milbrey, but Horace and
his mother wouldn't hear of it after
AVlce became engaged to Rulon Shep-
Ter. I'm in the Critchleys' box tonight
and understand she's to be there.
Leave it to me. Now it's after nine,
so run along"
But, Mrs. Drelmer, there's that poor
girl-she cares for me, and I like her
Immensely, you know-truly l do
and she's trump-see where she says
mere she couldn't possibly leave her
people now they've come down-even
II matters were not otherwise impos-
sible."
We'll, you see they're mot only 9TH
erWlse impossible, but every wise i'm
possible. What could you do? Go to
Montana with them and learn to be an
Indian? Don't, for heavens sake, SEN
timentalize! Go home and sleep like
q rational creature. Come in by II
tomorrow. Even without the title
you'll be splendid match for Mrs.
Wybert, and she must have tidy lot
OF millions after this deal''
Sorely distressed, he walked back to
his lodgings in Thirty-second street.
Wild, Quixotic notions of sacrifice flood
ed his mood Of detection. If the worst
came, he could go west with the fam
lily and learn how to do something.
And yet-Mrs. Wybert. OF course it
must be that. The other idea was abb
surd-too wild for serious considera-
ton. He was 80 years old, and there
was only one may for an English gentle
man live-even if it must break the
heart of poor girl who had loved him
devotedly, and for whom he had felt a
steady and genuine affection, He
passed troubled night.
Down at the hotel of Peter Bines
was an intimation from Mrs. Wybert
herself. bearing upon this same for
tuity. When Uncle Peter reached there
at two a. M, he found in his box
small scented envelope which he
opened with wonder.
Two Enclosures fell out. One was a.
clipping from an evening paper, an
nouncing the birth of twin sons to Lord
Casselthorpe. The other was the card
he had left with Mrs. Wybert on the
day OF his call; his name on one side,
announcing him; on the other the
words he had written:
"Sell Consolidated Copper all you can
until it goes down to 6. Do this up to the
limit of your capital, and will make good
anything you lose.
PETER B1NEs."
He read the note:
| Ar1ip
| "Mr. Peter Bines.
| Dear Sir: You funny old man, you
| don't pretend to understand your game,
| but you may rely on my secrecy. am more
! grateful to you than words can utter-and
will always be glad to do anything for you.
Yours very truly,
"BLANCHE CATHERTON WYBERT.
| 'P. S.-About that other matter-him you
know-you will see from this notice cut
| from the paper that the party won't get
any title at all now, so dead swell New
| York man is in every way more eligible.
In fact the other party is not to be thought
of for one moment, as I am positive you
| would agree with me-
| He tore the note and the card to fine
bits.
1T does beat all,' he complained
later to Billy Brue. PUT a beggar on
horseback and they begin right away
to fuss around because the bride amt
set with diamonds-give 'em a little,
and they want the whole ball of wax!"
That's right" said Billy Brue, with
the quick sympathy of the experienced.
''That guy that doped me, he want
satisfied with my good $50 wad. Not
by no. means! He had to go take my
breastpir nugget from the Early Bird"
At II o'clock the next morning Mau-
burn waited in Mrs. Drelmer's draw
ing-room for the news she might have.
| When that competent person sailed
in, he saw temporary defeat written on
her brow. His heart sank to it's low
level of the night before.
''Well, I saw the creature," she be-
gan, "and it required no time at all to
reach a very definite understanding
with her. I had feared it might be
rather delicate matter, talking to her
at once, you know-and we needed to
hurry-but she's woman one can talk
to- She's made heaps of money, and
the poor thing is society-mad-so
| afraid the modish world won't take her
at her true value-but she talked very
frankly about marriage-really she's
cool-headed for all the fire she seems
to have-and the short of it is that
she's determined to marry some one of
the smart men here in New York.
The creatures fascinated by the very
idea."
did you mention me?"
'You may be sure 1 did, but she'd
read the papers, and, like so many of
| these people. she has no use at all for
an Erglishman without title. Of
course I couldn't be too definite with
her. but she understood perfectly. and
she let me see she wouldn't hear of it
at all. So she's off the list. But don't
give up. Now, there's"
But Mauburn was determinedly
downcast. ....
cts uncommon handsome of you,
Mrs. Drelmer, really, but we'll have to
| leave off that. YOU know, If a chan