The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1906-03-30
gelfct Misre(lany,
Her Choice.
BY JEAN URQUAARDT.

tell you the story Of beautiful CIR
| once knew And | will call bel
MYRTLE Rawson. We were together a
very great deal, for a long,, pleasant
summer, in the hotel of little noun
tain village. Sic was fond Of walk
ING, and we would wander over th'
coun uy roads, and through the silent
woods, for hours at time.
always enjoyed seeing the pretty
color come and go, as Myrtle woulo
pull off her big straw hat and use il
with fan. And | noticed that sh,
US. Il it with more than ordinary vigor
on this occasion. She had been 81
ahse Mt minded, all the afternoon, that
| could hardly coax yes, or no, from
her about the ferns We had been gatll.
ering, She would not talk, and
knew something was on my little
lady's mind; so l kept silent ane
awaited developments.
She drew letter from her bosom
and sat playing with it, while SHE
i'd:
Il am tire d of keeping it all to my
self. I've got 10 tell somebody, and
I'd rather tell you than anybody else. ,
Then, little by little, the romance
took shape, and l listened, while she
told me the new old tale of the damse
fair, and the lovers twain. The ont
was oung and devoted and hopeful
with not much OF tnis worlds goods
but with a good position, and willing
| hands to work for all that she might
wish-it she but willed it SO.
"There, read his letter yourself,
she said, as she tossed it over into my
p
She leaned the pretty yellow heao
on her hann, and stamped the greer
turf beside her with an impatient lit
lie foot. But telt that she was watch
ng me closely, to see what my fact
might tell her, aid | drew the lette,
IRON it's envelope and read it through
She looked IN my face when l hac
finished, and said:
"Well, what shall | dc? Blu. have
not finished yet.
Then she told me of the other suit
Or, whom | had already met. And ht
was grave, quiet man, a wldoWer
much older than herself, with richie:
and to spare. But as | looked into
the liquid dept hs OF those blue eyes,
said gently, because she was the young
er woman:
Myrtle, dearie, go the way tha
your heart tells you, and you viii
never live 10 regret it,"
Her glance fell from mine, and sh'
shook her curls and frowned.
"Give me that letter. she sait
quickly. And when handed it back
she took it from my hand, and tore i
INTO bits She suddenly clinched he
small fist, and cried out passionately y
almost in pain, as it seemed to me:
I'll marry money, III marry mon
ry, IN marry money, yes, if it break
my hear,!
Then there was a pause.
Its 90 back now"
So we went back, and the SUI C
was never mentioned between us again
but from that day and hour | coult
feel the change that began to creel
over her. Not long after, she married
the man OF money.
We did not meet for several years
but | was told that she wore many
diamonds, and that her costumes were
the envy of the less favored. Size va
said to he the most beautiful yOuns
woman that entered the dining room
of the eel. brated inn where she ano
ner husband lived for time; and sh'
was Wis b y proud and exultant owe
her success as an acknowledged belle
L. ter on, she had Der town house, an(
her country place, her servants, be-
horses, and SO forth, and she enter
tanned lavishly, as became an Ambitious
s "al climber. | understand tLat sh'
is tender ly nursing brandnew genoa
logical tree. and sports crest on he