The new era. (Walden, Colo.) 1906-19??, 1908-07-02
Mandy's
Emancipation
By Ella Randall Psars
{copyright. by Joseph B. nowlsa,

were concerned, one WI8uI uoco
sort of composite likeness. There was
the Osborn nose. but the prominent
hump OF that feature was modified. In
her case, to an aristocratic little
curve, and the straight. red mouth
would have been the Alger mouth but
for the dimples at the corners.
AS Mandy grew up the same antag.
onistic spirit grew with her parel ts.
She was very pretty. and her childish
ways chung to her. At 10 she was
slight and undeveloped, with her soft
blue eyes wide open and innocent as
a. babys under their curling brown
| lashes, her cheeks round and pink,
her yellow hair brushed loosely back
from her white forehead and knotted
In cluster of curls At the back Of her
neck. Her dresses barely concealed
the slim, round ankles. and she moved
with quaint grace OF manner that
made people call her "old-fashioned."
Frank Day and Mandy had been
like brother and sister since Frank
had appeared at the Jersey farm.
house, poor, forlorn orphan boy from
the city. and asked for work.
Nathan Alger gave him q chance on
the farm, and he proved such quiet,
trusty, active worker that he kept
him, allowing him to go to the village
| school with Mandy during the winter
and treating him as one Of his house
hold. He was only two years older
than Mandy. and he said pa and ma
| just as she did, and considered him
| self lucky that he escaped parental
disputation.
"'Bout time Mandy was thinkin' Of
gettin' married. amt it," said Nathan.
one evening.
Married! That child!' replied the
wife. Are you in such great hurry
to get rid of herr"
rid of her? Lor' no. I'll keep
her right here all her life"
can let her be lonely. spiteful old
maid! Nice future for pretty young
grill"
Nathan smiled covertly.
Mandy is pretty" he said. "An'
guess others see 1t, mother. C'rell
Newman can't keep his eyes OF her at
meetin'."
"Crell Newman!" repeated Mrs. AL
ger contemporary. He needn't
make eyes at my daughter"
Whats the matter with him?"
Il don't like his family"
They're rich," said Nathan, who
was inclined to place high estimate
upon an extensive tract of fertile
land.
Him. 1 don't like the Newmans.
an C'rells wild"
Mrs. Phebe had her plans for Mandy.
but 1t was useless to breach them
then. She had not been visiting the
ManasQuan store for nothing, when
she could buy goods cheaper in As
bury Park. She knew why she al
ways took Mandy. with her, and why
deep delight possessed her soul
when the proprietors son, pale,
slender. light-haired young man, who
sat at the desk, peered out between
the wires that surrounded him and
forgot to attend to his accounts until
after mother and daughter had left the
store.
Arthur Gleason was dignified and In
tellectual, and his natty attire and
debOnair air had made deep impress
sion upon Manasquan bellies.
Corell was really very fond Of the
slender, gclden-haired girl. and the
Newmans had always been known to
be very sot IN their ways"
Young Gleason from New York was
a captive to 'Mandys fresh charms
also, and despite his languid etfemin-
acy. he was not without will of his
own. He had been a spoiled child at
home and used to having his way In
that no Jersey farmer should triumph
over him.
Frank came out of the barn one day.
He saw q blue skirt whisking into
the summer kitchen, which was used
only for storage purposes then. Walk
ing up to the little square window, he
peered in. To his surprise he saw
Mandy sitting in the little rush-bot-
toned chair near the table. with her
face buried in her apron. In an in
slant he was beside her.
whats the matter. sis?" he asked,
gently.
Mandy raised her tear-stalned face.
ooh. Frank, I'm SO wretched," she
said.
PA and ma at 1t again."
Its nothing new" replied the girl
hopelessly You see what they're
trying to do. They think 1. haven't
got any feelings"
(which one do you like best?" asked
Frank. as he had done once before.
81 don't know. l don't know!"
walled Mandy. They're both nice.
and they both want to marry me; but
II l marry one, pa II disown me. and
II l marry the other, ma II never
speak to me again. Oh. wish was
dead!"