The new enterprise. (Madison, Fla.) 1901-1908, 1907-05-16
Miss Trevor's
Ward.
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Are we quite through with mail.
Miss Trevor"
The young woman at the desk by
the window looked up.
quite through with your share of it,
Mr.. Renwck. My share is little larg-
er thar usual" And she bent again
to her task.
He pointed to the package before
her And those are all begging let
tiers
Most of them are begging letters.
A few are merely annoyances."
The old man sighed. IT'S strange
how they persist In writing. They
must know | never give indscrirln'
ately Perhaps the same sort Of few.
er impels them to write to me that al
lures them into buying the lottery
tickets. And you don't find one among
them that makes an honest or wor'
thy appeal?"
Not one, Mr.. Renwick."
Il trust you are not getting hard,
Miss Trevor? You are too young to
be cynical"
81 don't think it's going to hurt me,
Mr.. Renwick. You have asked me to
stand between you and these letter
writer's. 1t hurts me little to find
there are so many people who are
willing to humiliate themselves, but
know that honesty and independence
and pride still exist in the world, and
that am simply doing my duty when
| deliver you from beggars and syco'
plants"
The old man watched the quick
fingers working as the girl filed away
the letters.
What is your ambition, Miss Ire
, vor?"
y He had a way Of speaking out
Cabruptly, and his question did not
surprise the girl. She answered him
without looking up: ITO give my
mother a good home, and 20 lay By
something for the rainy day that we
talk about and never expect
"A modest ambition said the old
man. But have you never thought
Of marriage and a different sort OF
homer"
A soft flush tinged the girls cheeks
Il am thirty. she answered, and
quite hopeless"
He shook his head. Then you are
wilfully hopeless. But you have
thought Of it,"
The flush deepened. Years ago.
she murmured. 81 was quite young
II was all like dream. The wedding
day was set. He never came"
The old man frowned darkly. You
were we'll rid Of him. he growled.
II tried to think so, but it was hard,
very hard. I'm afraid it robbed me
of some of my faith in humankind.
Because one man played you false
cried the old man. THAT isn't fair'
And did you find out what drew the
unworthy fellow away?"
1T was another woman. heard the
story afterward. He had been waver'
ing between us. It. was the other wo'
man who won" She sighed. Il was
only twenty then"
The old man eyed her keenly I
fancy" he said, that you are great
deal happier today than you would be
II you had married that unworthy fel-
low"
mo doubt that is true" she an
swered yet somehow l can't help
wishing that had won him-instead
OF the other woman"
THE eternal feminine" muttered
the old man. But there was no sar'
castle chill in his words.
Il don't know why have told you
this" said the girl presently. She
hesitated. Il think 1t must be because
this is the anniversary Of the day that
SHOULD have been my wedding day."
Her face was hidden from the old
man. Her eyes were on her work.
When he spoke hts voice was very
gentle.
You have paid me a compliment
by telling me-" he said. II nave won
such reputation for hardness that !
am grateful To- know that some one
can treat me as q sympathetic friend"
He paused. - $780, 1890
you speak of an anniversary" he
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