Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1907-04-17

his wife, "and you'll agree with me
when tell yoi, Why.''' Il
"But, my dear, I've already talked
to the girl exhaustively. I've pointed
out that her treatment of Mrs. Wybert
her perverse refusal to meet thetlady
at ALL, is quite as absurd as it is rude,
and that if Fred chooses to marry Mrs,
Wybert 1t is her duty to act the part
of a sister even if she cannot bring
herself to feel it. I've assured her that
Mrs. Wybert's antecedents are all they
should be; not illustrious, perhaps, but
eminently respectable. Indeed, I quite
approve of the southern aristocracy.
But she constantly recalls what that
snobbish Bines was unfair enough to
tell her. I've done my utmost to con-
vince her that Bines spoke in the way
he did about Mrs. Wybert because he
knew. she was aware. of those ridicu-
lous tales of his mothers illiteracy.
But Avice is-er-my dear, she is like
her mother in more .ways than one.
Assuredly she doesn't tako st from
me-"
He became interested in the Kidneys.
If Marie had been a man." his re-
marked, feelingly, Il often suspect ssat
her fame as chef would have beea
second to none. Really,> the suavity CT
her sauces is q never-ending delight
to me-"
II haven't told you yet the reason
new reason-why you must talk to
Avice."
THE money-yes, yes, my dear,
know, We all know. Indeed, I've put it
to her plainly. She knows how sorely
Fred needs it. She knows how that
beast of tailor is threatening to be
nasty-and I've explained how inval-
liable Mrs. Wybert would be, remind
ing her of that lady's generous hint
about the rise in Federal Steel, which
enabled me to net the neat little profit
OF $40 900 a month ago. and how, but
for that. we might have been acutely
distressed. Yet she stubbornly clings
to the notion that this marriage would
be a mesalliance for the Milbreys."
Il agree with her. replied his wife.
tersely.
Mr.. Milbrey looked perplexed, but
polite.
Il quite agree with Avice." continued
the lady. That woman hasn't been
right, Horace. and she isn't right.
Young Bines knew what he was talk
ing about. | haven't lived my years
without being able to tell that after
five minutes with her, clever as she is.
| can read her. Like so many of those
women. she has an intense passion to
be thought respectable, and she's come
how-to crafty it. I could tell it, if
nothing else showed it. by the way in
which she overdoes responsibility. She
has the thousand and one artificial
little rules for propriety that one never
does have when one has been bred to
it. That kind of woman is certain to
lapse sooner or later. She would mar
~ Fred because of his standing, be-
cause he's favorite with the smart
people she thinks she'd like to be pally
with. Then, after little she'd run
off with German dialect comedian or
something, like that appalling person
NOrmie Whitmund married."
But the desire to be respectable. nv
dear-and you say this woman has it
is a mighty lever. I'm no cynic
about your SEX but 1 shudder to think
of heir-ah-eccentricit if it should
cease to be a factor in the feminine
equation"
fad with this person-besides, that's
not what I've to tell YOU
But you. yourself. were not averse
to Freds marrying her. in spite OF
these opinions you must secretly have
held
''Not while it seemed absolutely nec-
essary-not while the case was so
brutally desperate, when We were
actually pressed
| "Remember, my dear. there's MOTH
ing magic in those $4,000. They're
winged dollars like all their mates. and
most of them, I'm sorry to say. have
already flown to places where they'd
long been expected"
Mrs. Milbrey's sensation was no
longer to be depressed. She had toyed
with the situation sufficiently. Her
husband was now skillfully dissecting
the deviled thighs of an immature
chicken
Horace" said his wife, impressive
ly, "Avice has had an offer of marriage
l-from-''
He looked up with new interest.
From Rulon Shepler.."
He dropped knife and fork. Shepler.
the man of mighty millions! The I'M
disputed monarch of finance! The
cold-blooded, calculating sybarite in
his lighter moments, but man whose
values as son-in-law were so ideally
superb that the Milbrey ambition had
never vaulted high enough even to
overlook them for one daring moment!
Sheplep, whom he had known so long
and SO intimately, with never the
audacious thought Of union so stu
pendously glorious! 49,
margaret, you're jesting!"
Mrs. Milbrey scorned to be dazzled
by her triumph.
Nonsense! Shepler asked her last
night to marry him. ..
! Its bewildering! never dreamed--"
i've expected it for months. I
could tell you the very moment WREN
the idea first seized the man-on the
yacht last summer 1 was sure she
interested him, even before his wife