Daily Arizona silver belt., 1907-11-22
The Social Objections to
 Mrs. Tripp
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 Mrs Muggledon Mason was one of the elite of Groveton. There were disadvantages to be overcome in at talning and maintaining this position, but Mrs. Mason possessed the especial faculties required to overcome them. For instance, her husband was horse trader--a horse trader on large scale, to be. sure, but still horse trader. When the wife of a wholesale grocer threw this in the face of Mrs. Mason, that lady retorted: My husband buys and sells horses; your husband buys and sells molasses. Whats the differ ence"
 One evening on the train from the city where Mrs. Mason had been shop ping she was talking to Mrs. Edwards, also member Of the smart set of Groveton. Mrs. Edwards was not only wealthy, but her family had been wealthy before her for hundred years. Mrs. Mason appreciated this and proposed to ingratiate herself with the highborn dame by bit of social conservatism.
 Mrs. Mason-her voice was loud and harsh-"who are constantly upholding some one trying to get in with us who doesn't belong with us. Several of our best ladies are visiting with that young Mrs. Tripp, whose efforts to appear re- spectable are absurd. At the Arling- .ons' reception she wore dress that recognized as having once belonged to Mrs. Chesborough. She'd so chang ed and improved it that one would have scarcely recognized it. Not that l would deny such people a place among us, provided they can live as we do, but they can't. Besides, Mrs Tripp doesn't give very satisfactory account of her husbands continued absence. Land knows whether she's married at all or not"
 Behind the-two ladies sat a man In broad brimmed hat and q woolen shirt under coat much the worse for wear, but his features belied his costume. Notwithstanding an appearance of hard work they were intellectual.
 "Moll Hogan, I believe" he said, bending forward and looking Mrs. Mason in the eye as she turned. with a face alternately white and scarlet.
 T don't know you" she said. draw Ing away with poorly assumed hauteur.
 Nevertheless you have served me with antelope steak and fapjacks in Grindstone. But I see you are chang. ed. l heard you had married Mug Mason, that he drove a lot of horses east just in time to fill big order for the government before the Spanish war and that he has been making money in horsefesh ever since."
 Mrs. Mason was taken fiat aback. ! She made several efforts to clear her self from the mans imputations and finally muttered that he had got her mixed with some one else. Then she turned her back on him and said to Mrs. Edwards:
 He Is some enemy who has an ob- Ject, but can't guess what it ls."
 The train was at the moment stop ping at a station. The two ladies alighted, each taking her carriage to her home.
 Mrs. Atwater, one of the ladies who had been helping Mrs. Tripp in her efforts to keep up position to which she had been born, gave a ball. Mrs. Mason was there, and Mrs. Tripp was there. Mrs. Trlpp startled the assem- ply by entering dressed in a gown l fresh from the hands of its maker, but this was not the most surprising fea- lure about Mrs. Trlpp's entrance. She leaned on the arm of gentleman un- known to the Grovetonlans, whom she | introduced as her husband. As the | couple made their way to speak to the i hostess every eye in the room was leveled at them.
 Where did she get that dress? Where on earth mas the man been? . Wonder If it's another case of get rich [ quick" were some of the questions the guests asked of each other.
 As Mir. and Mrs. Trlpp walked away from the hostess they met MT. and Mrs. Mason walking up to her.
 Hello, Masonr'
 Mason stared at the speaker for some moments, then, making virtue of ne. cesslty, said:
 Hello MT. Tripp! What are you do Ing hereY'
 "The cut-off's finished. Civil engi- neers are no longer wanted. You didn't finish the dirt moving you undertook lid youT
 No" stammered Mason. ."I didn't" Mrs. Mason, who by this time recog- 1ized under his evening dress the rough looking man who had spoken to her in he car, pulled her husband on.
 Goodness gracious. is that Mir. Tripp, who had charge of the cut-off?"