Western Kansas world. [volume] (WaKeeney, Kan.) 1885-current, 1908-09-05


Queen of Sheba-
tt1Oh, what q pretty thing this, is.''
she said. Hitting pale gray gown from
the flmy heap. H.. :.
Yes, 1 s'pose the toot onsembel of
that's good. But them pale colors
don't fit. me; an the work ON that
won't stand the eyes of cons
Missioner
4 suppose Mr.. Bernard has lot
of things, too,'' Esther said as soon as
she could control her face
You beti Only mems things amt
interestin' like women's. 1 wish men
wore lace an things, like they did
when that picture was took" She
glanced up at an exquisite engraving
of scene at the court of Louis XIV.
II presume Mr.. Bernard would
rather wear the dress of 1862"
Yes. An I'd rather he would. His
manners don't somehow fit what he's
got now. 1 never noticed that Bill
was short on manners when he was
wearin' a blue shirt, an punchin'
mules, or huntin' a lead. But in this
fine house, him a pushin' victuals with
a silver knife, an eatin' soup audible,
while people sets round an tries not
to laugh; an the flowers and the pic
lures someway shamin' him-why
good Teller as he is, 1 wish he'd go
back to his blue shirt an mules, or
else buy some manners. An the worst
of it is know 1 got just as bad a case
of not fittin' here myself; only I'm
that stuck on myself, 1 can't see it,
Pve-been going back right now on all
my polish for coon's age"
Esther ventured no reply, and the
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wardrobe. Amt it too bad NAV had
to die fore 1 got chance to wear half
these here new things? Blacks so un-
becomingi An l can't even wear
white ruches; them's for widders."
Ether was startled. No wonder con-
ventional people could not understand
Sally B. Esther knew that no more
devoted daughter had ever lived than
Sally B. had been; yet who. that knew
nothing of this would believe it in the
face of her last remark?
Bet she had good time the other
went on. I'VE took her all over Yer
rup; an she lived two months after
we come home. I bought her more
clo'es than she'd had in all her life
before; she could put on different
dress every day in the month, We
took her riding in the victoria, took
her to the theater, the Cliff, an every
wherel She didn't suffer none; I
thank God for that She went in and
out, of the closet once or twice with
out speaking, and Esther waited.
Her sentences had been tossed by
gusts of emotion; now speech was
entirely wrecked. While she strug-
gled for calmness Viola entered.
"Oh, Stella, Esther" Viola's arms
went round the other girl impulsively
and she burst into tears.
What under the canopy are We cry
ing for?'' her mother asked; yet she
knew; and her own tears were hardly
restrained.
belongs to the old, honest time when
we said what we thought, or kept
still
The mother WINGED. ViOla'S unuS-
ual emotion disclosed unwelcome facts.
She was taller, and had blossomed
into soft, wood-violet sort of beauty
that yet had something mystic about
it: as rare as felicitous.
They spoke of many things, Viola's
womanhood enfolding her in q mantle
of sedateness. Esther knew she had
been defrauded of her girlhood, and
longed to set her free from her un-
youthful self-control; wondered if she
would, at the last test, sacrifice herself
to her mothers ambition
They went the round of the bed
rooms, the kitchen, where Vic Wah
greeted Esther with voluble cordially;
the stables, Conservatives, and breeze
swept gardens; and Esther was pre-
pairing for the street when the maid
brought a card. s
Mr.. Bryan, ma Viola said. Her
face grew gray and dull; while her
mothers was swept by quick pano-
rama of doubt, question, mother love.
ambition. sFtEttt
der waist Honey, nanny expects
heap of you. VIII you do t?''
Viola turned suddenly, spoke with
strange impetuosity. Don't, ma. I
can't do it. Freddy Bryan's honest.
He'd ask me just the same If / was
poor. thought would say yes, when
I told him I'd give him my answer to-
day. But 1 won't cheat him. I'll tell
him l can't care for him as he de-
serves. It's no use, ma" She put up
a protesting hand, and even Sally B.
was held to silence by the new stern
ness in her daughter.
And Esther, distressed at the trag-
edy in the girls face. made her adieus
quickly, that Sally B. might not see
the angry resentment in her heart
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