The daily telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1901-1926, 1907-03-04

ser nor private secretary Just
siiss Annaheln She dlsl not receive
With Mrs. Brown on Wednesday, amer
Rooms. but she did join the family &C.
siOnally at the theater or IN wsawin-
art exhibitions. And II was after one
OF these rare occasions that she real.
lied the full extent OF her happiness.
She had been hunting congeniaI work.
not an art career. She knew now
that her small talent for drawing had
offered her only an excuse for fleeing
an unhappy home life. but that she
never would have become great art
ist, while she was a competent man
ager Of the Cartwright Brown home.
She sent her aunt's allowance regular
iy and gave no thought to the future.
until the two young people came hons
from college. The daughter was
mere butterfly, who neither appreciat,
ed nor resented Annabel's position H.
the household. The son was a grave
faced chap who seemed suddenly op,
pressed by the responsibility of his IA.
theirs wealth He had studied theoret.
tcal sociology in college and on practI.
cal lines among the gilded youth Of his
class.
By this time the Cartwright Browns
were at their country place, and An
mabel found that her early morning
rides were subject to interruption, net
unpleasant. but disturbing. Norman
Brown insisted upon unloading upo:.
her capable shoulders, as his mother
and father had done before him, the
burden Of his personal problems. But
they were no longer burdensome wher
he found that AnnabeI shared his
ideals about the use Of wealth, and he
boldly carried his plans to his father.
mo more college? You're going into
the works7 Say, what viii our rica
friends thinkT'
Il am more interested In knowing
what the men at our works win thinx.
And Miss Annabel says
Cartwright Brown waved his hand az
IL to dismiss the entire subject.
"oh, IL Annabel says you are rirf,t
neither heaven nor earth could move
you. / declare that girl has this fam
lily hypnotlzed."
Nothing of the sort, and you know
it." replied his son hotIy. "she has
simply taught us how to make the b.s,t
of our money"
And cured your mother Of nervots
prostration. Gracious, when 1 think OF
those old daysl oh. try it If you Ike"
Letter from Miss Molly seweIl 20
Annabel Maitland:
$50 We were inexpressibly shocked. @.
course had watched for your name ysn-
der some magazine illustrations or lor
some work you would send me, and when
none came sent Dan Martin to Der |
yer to find out what you were doing. You.
Sewell and Maitland. hiring out as a
mere servant! You must come home a.
once. The Westheld bank will pay q |
cents on the dollar, and we can get along
somehow and II you show some signs Of
settling down think Dan will marry you |
after all. He isn't like some men, hc!&.
ing grudge.
Letter from Annabel to her Aunt
Molly: .a
800 The wedding took place yesterda,
afternoon. wanted to have you come,
but we were compelled to hasten matte-y |
There is trouble at the Blackstake smelt- |
ers, and Norman wants to be on the
ground at once. He. is prince among |
men. dear aunt. and you will learn to love
him when we come to see you. forgivirg |
the fact that this prince found his Gin
derella not behind the kitchen stove, but
in his mothers boudoir am not asha1..
ed OF my work in the past year. for IL
brought me the greatest happiness that
can come to a woman. We were married
with the full consent OF his parents, and
Il cannot write more. My cup Of hapsi
ness brirns over and biots out mere WORKS.
MOLLY.