The Montgomery advertiser., 1907-08-27
A CAME THAT TWO CAN PLAY.
Ry w. Cravford Sherlock.

You won't keep me waiting long. will you. Beatrice?' urged Fairchild. Long engagements seldom terminate happily
 onNprovokingly. T have never had any experience.
 Neither have l." returned Fairchild indignantly; T speak from observa- tion. Don't keep me in suspense, but name the day, won't your
 why, Lawrence. we're just engaR- ed" opposed the girl coyly. We shouldn't talk about marrying for year at least"
 I'm coming to Chicago next month," declared Fairchild emphaticaily. and shall expect you to be all ready to marry me then" "IIl never marry in Chicago" as- serted Beatrice positively; just hate that town"
 "Then why not marry me hereg' pleaded her lover, taking her hand and gazing earnestly Into her dark blue eyes You have no relatives to consult nor have I. We can do as we please and no one can object"
 "Ah, that would be impossible. Why I wouldn't have time to get ready" You don't need any more clothes, | if that is what you mean." argued Fairchild. You had seven big Sara l togas with you when you came to | Ocean villa. and have worn a different gown every time I have seen you, which has not been seldom. to say the least.'
 | T know, but" Fairchild how 1 ever, would listen to no objections and blended SO efoquently that Miss Nor rison finally agreed to marry him the l following Thursday.
 The news of the approaching wed- 1 ding was soon circulated among the l of ha "a | and many were the congratulations and well wishes extended to the pros- pective bride and groom. These mani- festations of good feling were not un- mixed with some traces of envy.
 "I don't see what MT. Fairchild sees in that Beatrice Morrison" declared Amanda Sparks. who had entertained more than friendly regard for the prospective young benedict, she's as plain as pipe stem and all her clothes don't give her the slightest style"
 ed Leslie Warren, who made diligent inquiries into Miss Morrison's hnan- clal standing. Mrs. Rockingham says | she's as rich as can be, owns all sorts of land and warehouses in Chicago" MT Fairchild Is very wealthy" as- serted Miss Sparks indignantly, "and does not need to marry for money. He occupies the best suite of rooms in the Ocean villa. has his own automobile and spends hfB money just laYishly. He's not marrying for money, that's sure"
 "Neither is Miss Morrison" retorted 4 Warren. She's not plain but just the reverse. In my opinion; much better looking for a woman than Fadrchild Is for man."
 Despite these and sundry other ad- verse criticisms, however. the course of true love ran smooth and on the ap- pointed day Lawrence Fairchild and short trip to Niagara was planned and then the bridal couple returned to Ocean villa
 "Beatrlce,'" said Fairchild the morn ing after their return to Ocean villa. 'T will have to ask you to loan me 8, thousand until get my remittances I'm little short of ready money"
 "A thousand. Lawrencew exclaimed Mrs Fairchild in astonishment. Why, never had that much money in the lWprid." er@
 ''whatp shouted Fairehiid rising in amaGement at his wife. You never had a thousand dollars in your life- Why. I thought"
 That I was, Wealthy. didn't your" questioned Mrs. Fairehiid calmly. Well, you never made a greater mis- | take III your lire, Lawrence" Then | with evidences of rapidly approach ing tears, she added. ''You didn't mar ry me for my money, did, you Law renceT'
 N-no not exactIy-that is-you know" stammeFed Fairchild discon- Pcerted by the news as we'll as bymhis wife's agitation. q thought you were pretty well fixed, you know. Those seven Saratoga trunks and all those fetching gowns you wore, sertainly | indicated wealth."
 Those gowns were left to me when my Aunt Clara died" sobbed Mrs. Fairchild. hysterica1ly. T made every one over myself and took the few Hundred dollars she left me to como here for the summer. was only a poor girl, working in a Chicago de- partment store before I married you. never told you was rich and I'm sure you can't say did"
 "No. you never did, but I thought you were, all the same" returned Fairchild, who had pulled himself to- gether by this time and was facing | her with a grim smile upon his lips. | q guess it's about time for a perfect understanding. Beatrice, I'm as poor as Jobs turkey, or poorer, if possible. | All I have in this wide. wide world Is small clerkship in a Boston store" | But the automobile and the money you spent like water" gasped his