The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1908-05-14
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shes had time, then, to learn your
good heart. II she hasn't. she de-
serves no sympathy"
Sally Il. smiled broadly. You tuck
took in the barney stone on your
tower, didn't you? What a plaguy
shame we couldn't have lowered to.
gether!"
THAT would have been nice. Did
you enjoy your. travel?"
"Fine!" the other answered quickly;
yet a detected note crept into her next
words. Il enjoyed 1t all right; but
1t didn't pay--not Bill an me. We're
too old. and didn't have no-any fit
cultivating for such a crop. But it
paid for W." she said exultingly. She's
come out just a little queen, vi has,
She fits all this fine stuff" Sally BIS
sweep OF arm included the whole mag.
niflcent villa. AN her paws that
proud of her."
Esther smiled sympathetically. Tell
me about your home, Mrs. Sally. How
do you like it?"
"Oh, It's pay rock, sure; a thousand
dollars to the ton. But some way, /
like It better when I'm tellin' about 1t,
or shown 1t of, than / do Just Twin
In it, You know, ! amt used to bein'
waited n-no personal-but I'm GO
ing to get used to IL for Wis sake;
style, furrin seryants-got five kinds,
seven courses, church people-the hull
hog!"
did you get the place already
equipped"
Law me, yes. Furniture, horses,
coachman, an monogram. They left
a cook. too, a Frenchy; but / bounced
him, fly, fy; an Vic Wah hangs up in
the kitchen now Gosh! T. Say! I'm
Just going to take a vacation from
grammar while you're here; it's too
hamperin'. No use shown off to you,
Stel-Esther; you know me from shoe
to bonnet, anyhow"
Il don't love you for your gram
mar, good or bad but for-I won't risk
another reference toto my travel in
Ireland. How's Vic Wah?"
Proud OF the place as If he owned
1t. Come! I'll show you everything;
him an the kitchen with the rest
She led the way, trailing her black
skirts over the rich carpets from room
to room, holding her head high and
showing off her possessions with
pleased pride. The house was large
and In perfect taste. The former own.
ers had failed suddenly and sold to the
first bidder, walking out with only
their clothing. The two women halted
In the library; and Esther looked GU
riously along the rows of books, most
Of them standard authors, and bound
to order, with the owners monogram
on the cover. She wondered what part
they played In Sally BIS present life.
Have you read n of them?" she
asked. glancing at the shelves.
A tired look crept into Sally BIS
face. I've got to the sixth book on
the fourth row from the top. / reckon
it'll take about two year-years. vi
likes EN-, but | don't-leastways, not
much Of it,
Esther refrained from comment,
though her heart ached for the heroic
woman. Its toe bad about the mono
gram. l.. BIS so near right"
ITS just right. I've ~took-taken
nav name, Lang. See here!" She
crossed the room and brought cards
from the desk. They we're in the ex-
tremest style, and read, Mrs. Lang
Bernard. Lake View. First Thurs
day."
Think o. Sally'B. bein' that big a
fool! But that's what you got to do
IL you want to git-get up; an that's
where I'm bound, to the very top
notch! OF course, | don't b'long there.
but vi does, an I'm going to boost her
" money an work a do It." She was
leading the way to the ballroom at the
top Of the house, a beautiful, spacious
apartment overlooking Lake Merritt
and the Berkeley hills.
I'm sure you're succeeding" Esther
said as they sat near an open window.
She wondered II 1t was wise to encour.
age Sally BIS impossible ambitions.
Yes; that is, VI is. She gifts invited
~ NhS 5ihuihSs Dou6 lOHS SET, Wnefe
the men years opery hats an gold.
headed canes, an the women's all
ladies'"
Does Viola enjoy it,"
Sally BIS face sobered instantly.
Il don't know.Ys changed some.
She was always quiet; now she's deep.
/ can't make her out. She goes a heap.
always does the right thing, wears her
clo'es like a queen. she does. And
Freddy Bryan-he's old Dick Bryan's
son, you know; the old mans on his
third million now; an they're fust
families, O. K.-well, Freddy's shinin'
up to vi finei Then there's Mr.. Reg
inaId Lawrence; they say he's really
a lords o / kin sect he likes vi.
but he's one o. them standor English
f%elIers; you can't tell about EN-. Cut
my--if1 vrd ketch a lord" She
stopped and beamed on Esther.
But he might not make Viola hap
py."
No" Sally b. acquiesced reluc-
family. Anyway. he's shy lately.
Reckon he's waiting to size up Bilrs
pile.' Sally BIS honesty extended to
herself, nc matter how unfiattering.
yrs rs next week. she went on.
shes coin to have the dogpondest