Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-02-22
THE SPENDERS A TALE OF THE THIRD GENERATION
By HARRY LEON WILSON
Copyright, by Lothrop Publishing Compan

p Publishing Company q knew she'd do it. A chap always l comes up with something of that sort, and was beginning to feel so chippy!" He read:
 London, July 30.-Lord Cassel- thorpe to-day wed Miss Connie Burke, the music hall singer who has been ap- bearing at the Alhambra. The mar riage was performed, by special li- cense, at St. Michaels church, Chester square, London, the Rev. Canon Meek lin, sub-dean of the Chapel Royal, off, ciating. The honeymoon will be spent at the town house of the groom, in York terrace. Lord Casselthorpe has long been known as the blackest sheep of the British peerage, being called the 'Coster Peer on account of his uncon- ventional language, his coarse man. ner and slovenly attire. Two years ago he was warned off Newmarket Heath and the British turf by the Jockey Club. He is SS years old The bride, like some other lights of the music hall who have become the con- sorts of Britain's hereditary legisla- tors, has enjoyed considerable ante nuptial celebrity among the gilded youth of the metropolis, and is said to have been especially admired at one time by the next in line of this illus trious family, the Hon. Cecil G. H. Mauburn. .*&
 "The Hon. Cecil G. H. Mauburn, mentioned in the above cable dispatch, has been rather well known in New York society for two years past His engagement to the daughter of Mon tana mining magnate, not long de- ceased, has been consistently rumored." Mauburn was pale under his freckles. Have they seen it yet?" lI 'I don't think so" she answered. "We might drop these papers over the rail here." .,-. .r.-..-7
 That's rot, Mrs. Drelmer; it's sure to be talked of, and anyway I don't want to be sneaky, you know"
 Percival came up from the cabin with a paper in his hand
 q see you have it, too,' he said, smiling. 'Burman just handed me this."
 Isn't it perfectly disreputable!" ex- claimed Mrs. Drelmer.
 Why? I only hope I'll have as much interest in life by the time I'm that age"
 But how will your sister take it?" asked Mauburn; ''she may be afraid this will knocK my title on the head, you know" "Oh, see," said Percival; q hadn't thought of that"
 "Only it can't" continued Mauburn. Hang it all. that blasted old beggar will be S9, you know, in fortnight. There simply cant be any issue of the marriage, and that-that blasted"
 Better not try to describe her while I'm by, you know" said Mrs. Drelmer, sympathetically.
 "Well-his wife-you know, will sim- ply worry him into the grave a bit sooner, I fancy-that's all can possibly come of 1t.
 Well, old man." said Percival, "I don't pretend to know the workings of my sisters mind, but you ought to be able to win a girl on your own merits, title or no title"
 "Awfully good of you, old chap. I'm sure she does care for me-"
 But of course it will be only fair to sis to lay the matter before her just as 1t is"
 "To be sure!" Mauburn assented.
 And now, thank the Lord, we're un- der way Doesn't that breeze save your life, though? We'll eat here on deck. '
 The yiluca swung into mid-stream and was soon racing to the north with a crowded Fall river boat.
 But anyway" concluded Percival after he had explained Mauburn's po- sition to his sister. Ines good fellow and if you suit each other even the un- expected wouldn't make any differ ence"
 "Of course not" she assented. "'the rank is but the guinea's stamp know but I wasn't meaning to be married for quite time yet. anyway-it's such fun just being engaged"
 "A mint julep?" Mauburn was in- quiring of one who had proposed 1t. Does it have whisky in it?'
 Tt does" replied Percival. overhear- ing the question; whisky may be said to pervade, even to infest it. Try five or six, old man; that many make a great one-night trouble cure. And can't have anyone with troubles on this Cunarder-not for the next 90 days. need cheerfulness and rest for long time after this day in town. An! Gen. Hemingway says that din- ner is served: let's be at Ii before the things get all hot!"
 CHAPTER XVIII.
 A SENSATIONAL TURN IN THE MIL