Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1907-07-06
The DethrOneTnont
of Douglas.
BY JANE INGRAIiAhi.


class Of girls who bow to physical
strength in the opposite sex. Frail al.
most tlowcrlise in her beauty. the sort
Of Girl who had been protected and
served all her life, she yet decorated
her tiny morning room with etchingS
and small StaturttcS Of classic heroes
ltmcd for their physical proves. and
she could sit through a vcritahlc biz
2ard to watch football match and
shout herself hoarSe for Tcd's college
team.
Ted was her brother, and he said
that somewhere in Harriet's makeup
was a strain from the blood of an an
ccstral belle who had chccred on her
hero in the old tournament days, for
the WlnthropS could trace their lineage
to the tournament days and further,
and, even though Mr. Winthrop had
lost a large slice of the old family for
tune through i'll advised Investments.
they maintained their social stan inc.
lived in rather severe but elegant fash
ion and held fast to every tradition, In
Guiding the firm belief that no lady
lideS IN street car or other public
conveyance She may walk abroad
for exercise only. but when calling or
shopping the plain, rather old fashion
ed pr"uGAah or lle depicted IN
throp stables was brought into service.
That was why when many other
girls with more money to spend on
shopping trIpprd merrll| up ana down
the great retalI thoroughlare Harriet
W ihthrop chaltd III the Winthrop
hf"ugham, raNGht III Il blockade or
Sharlhg m"t"rmeh, Sharp laced chauf-
fenrS ana obstinate cahhleS. The
hrongham swung to one side, the
Wh"rlS grating the 'ufD, ana liafrl"t
leaned forward to Sc" now close thcy
were TO IN" Shop wherein could be
found n certain piece OF SlINery blue
EauZe marked down 10 post holiday
prices. men, with gasp ana Il Shud-
der she leaned back IN the carriage
ana closed her eyes. She had l"rGolleh
'He SlNerN Ea'lZe, the Shop, the Jam or
NehlcIeS- everything save the tail,
square ShonIdef"d nSure OF Il man,
whose ehtlf" attention seemed To be
cehtered on the tlht or pancakes he was
turning III 'he WINDOW OF Whlte 'front.'
restaurant.
IN" brouSham moved forward Il few
inches, then several feet. Very soon
II would De ont OF range, so Harriet
TOOK one more GllmpSe at the win
dow TO make sure that her eyes had
not deceived her. NO, 1t was he, and
thls time lie was actually handing the
Whltc apronci waitress plate plled
nigh with golden brown cakes.
what was Jerry Douglas doing in
that window, and how could he hcStow
upon the white aproned girl precisely
the same frank, cordial smile with
winch lie mad greeted Harriet at that
last dance. after Tcddy's team had
won through Douglas clever coaching?
She bought half yard more gauZe
than she needed and went home firm
ly convinced that Jerry Douglas had
been cooking cakes to pay a wager.
That night she went to dance where
many mutual friends gathered, but no
one seemed to have heard of the eSca-
padc, and she was too proud to make
inquiries. The next day she went back
to the shop SO close to the restaurant.
A bit of pale blue velvet ribbon would
set off that silver gauzc, but she dccid
ed that, after all, she did not care
whether the silver gIuZe was develop
ed into creation or not. Nothing mat
tered save that her idol had crumblcd
at her very feet or, more properly
speaking, within Il few feet of the
wheels of her brougham, for there
again was Jerry Douglas, turning what
she thought must be very fat and indi-
gestihle fried biscuits.
SO it was not an election wager or
anything of that sort All, she knew!
He had gone in for sociology. He was
studying the condition of the working
classes. Next thing he would be living
in one of those dreadful settlement
houses, holding club meetings for raga-
mullins and poor factory girls and
writing silly things for magazines
this man whom she had watched with
baited breath on the football field
forth to pit his magnificent strength
physical and mental, against the mag
mates of the commercial and financial
world.
Cooking cakes in restaurant win
dow!