The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1907-08-17
THE EVENING STORY
Game That Two Can Play.

| (By w. Crawford Sherlock.)
| You won't keep me waiting long
Long engagements seldom terminate
happily"
Don't they?" inquired Miss Nor
rison provokingly. Il have never had
Neither have l." returned Fairchild
Indignantly; II speak from observa-
ton. Don't keep me in suspense, but
name the day. won't your"
Why. Lawrence. we're just en-
gagged" opposed the girl coyly. eve
| shouldn't talk about marrying for a
year at least"
I'm coming to Chicago next
month" declared Fairchild emphatic-
ally, land shall expect you to be all
ready to marry me then
"I'll never marry in Chicago" as
serted Beatrice positively; II just hate
that town"
Then why not marry me here %
pleaded ner lover. taking her hand
and gazing earnestly into her dark
blue eyes. You have no relatives to
consult nor have 1. We can do as we
please and no one can object
"Oh, that would be impossible. Why,
wouldn't have time to get ready
You don't need any more clothes,
if that is what you mean" argued
Fairchild. "Yeu had seven big Sara
Ocean villa. and have worn a different
gown every time I have seen you,
which has not been seldom. to say the
least
ever, would listen to no objections and
pleaded so eloquently that Miss Nor
riSon finally agreed to marry him the
following Thursday.
The news of the approaching we'd
ding was soon circulated among the
guests of the fashionable Ocean villa
and many were the congratula lions
and well wishes extended to the pros
pective bride and groom. These mani
festations of good feeling were not un-
mixed with some traces of envy.
II don't see what Mr.. Fairchild sees
in that Beatrice Morrison" declared
Amanda Sparks, who had entertained
more than a friendly regard for the
prospective young benedict. "She's as
plain as a pipe stem and all her
clothes don't give her the slightest
style,
inquiries Into Miss Morrison's financial
standing. Mrs. Rockingham says
she's as rich as can be, owns all sorts
of land and warehouses in Chicago"
Mr.. 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
He's not marrying for money, that's
sure"
Neither is Miss Morrison" retorted
Warren. shes not plain but just the
reverse, in my opinion; much better
for a woman than Fairchild is
for a man.
Despite these and sundry other ad-
verse criticisms, however, the course OF
true love ran smooth and on the APP
pointed day Lawrence Fairchild and
Beatrice Morrison were married. A
short trip to Niagara was planned and
then the bridal couple returned to
Ocean villa.
s.Beatrice," said Fairchild the morn
ing after their return to Ocean villa.
II will have to ask you to loan me
thousand until I get my remittances.
I'm a little short of ready money"
"A thousand, Lawrence!" exclaimed
Mrs Fairchild in establishment. tWhy,
I never had that much money in the
world"
"What!'' shouted Fairchild. rising in
his surprise and staring IN PLANK INK
a thousand dollars in your life? Why,
thought
THAT I was wealthy, didn't you?"
questioned Mrs. Fairchild calmly.
AXE in your life, Lawrence" Then
With evidences of rapidly approaching
.ears, she added, You didn't marry
ne for my money, did you. Law
.ence?''
.sN-no. not exactly-that is-you
xnow." stammered Fairchild, discon- |
.erted nv the news as we'll as by his |
yife's agitation IT thought you. were |
,retty well fixed, you know. Those |
even Saratoga trunks and all those |
etching gowns you wore, certainly in
Heated wealth.
..Those gowns were left to me when
nv Aunt Clara died." sobbed Mrs.
Tairchild, Historically. 81 made every
,ne over myself and took the few
hundred dollars she left me to come
1ere for the summer. I was only
Door girl, working in a Chicago de-
,artrnent store before I married you.
never told you I was rich and I'm
ure you can't say I did"
mo, you never did, but I thought
rou were, all the same" returned
who had pulled himself to-
,ether by this time and was facing
Ter with a grim smile upon his lips
I guess it's about time for perfect
Beatrice. I'm as poor
S Jobs turkey, or poorer, If that was
possible. All have in this wide,
vide world is a small clerkship in a
Boston store"
''But the automobile and the money
-ou spent like water?" gasped his
wife her tears subsiding as she Razed
t him in utter bewilderment s'Every-
,odv said you were immensely rich"
''That's what they said about you.
nv dear" returned Fairchild, SEN
entiously. LAS for my automobile. it
vas borrowed from a friend who went
broad for the summer. and as for the
ash 1 have been wasting so extrava-
.antly, 1t was the savings of years.
made up my mind to have one good