The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1908-06-26
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By cEclLY ALLEN
By CECILY ALLEN
Copyrighted. 1908. by Associated
Literary Press.

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"vell. of all the unpropitious and in
copsiderate times to ask such a ques-
+ion, cried Judith Brainard. mo one
hut YOU, Dick Sanderson, would have
chosen it"
Her tones were almost wrathful, and
sanderson shifted his gaze from her
mobile face to the top Of his stick,
which he twirled idly.
.The idea Of asking me for the
,steenth time to marry you just as I
vas trying to decide whether to Dor
row q lemonade bowl and glasses from
Mrs Drake or from the Bennington
girls" .-.# "a
Judith pursued her troubled way,
with romance pushed far into the back
ground.
0I rness it had better be from Mrs.
make because she's right next door,
though the Bennington bowl is much
handsomer"
Dick sanderson rose abruptly and
lowered above the girl~of his heart
"I think that it is all nonsense, and
wish that you'd let your career go to
not. AS my wife you can sing for
charity, you can run a church choir,
Won can teach the little daughters Of
the poor, you cam
"And all on your money! If you
really loved me all these years as you
say you did why did you wait to tell
me- until-until- our money was
gone and was poor as church
mouse?" demanded Judith, forgetting
her more present vexations In the old
grievance. -s~-
Dick turned suddenly grave.
81 wanted you to have your ding. I
think every girl should. It's wrong to
marry the first man who keeps you
supplied in violets and things. You
may find out that American Beauties
and another man are preferable after.
you've been out a year or two. And /
wanted my wife for keeps. not for a
brief honeymoon. I wanted
Judith rose abruptly.
81 know it all by heart, and so I'm
going over to see Mrs. Drake about the
bowl and glasses"
"Really, from what I've heard Of
critics and writer's and other bOhe-
mians, I should certainly advise a
strong dash Of rum in the bowl"
His tone was light, but behind 1t lay
conviction, and Judith flushed wildly.
81 might have expected you'd say
something nasty. OF course all the big
people In music and art are not brand
ed drawing ROOM but they do things.
And, oh, Dick, want to do something.
l want to show the world that my ed
ucation was not all veneer-that it is
practical"
Dicks eyes softened as they always
did at an appeal from Judith.
May I come? I've never seen the
lions of the musical menagerie, and I
promise solemnly that will not pro-
pose to you until it is all over"
THAT sounds like my old Dick. You
may come and see the menagerie and
well, won't scold If you propose aft
er 1t Is all over"
Judith's world had gasped when she
had fed the prosperous New England
city after her fathers death and es-
tablished herself in New York as a
teacher Of music. 1t was all entirely
unnecessary. There were relatives
and Dick Sanderson.
The relatives on the whole were re-
lieved. Dick Sanderson spent most Of
his time In New York for the purpose,
as he expressed it to himself, Of coun-
teracting the influences Of studio life.
Judith and her mother had cunning
little apartment in an eminently re-
spectacle neighborhood, and Judith had
a few very prompt pupils. And now
She was giving the first of series Of
evenings at home. She had met many
clever men and women at other "at
homes" the season before and had
scattered her invitations broadcast.
You'd better not come too early,
Dick" she called after the persistent
one as he went down the narrow hall.
Il 90 love some honey people to talk
II over with on the finish.'
All right. III hold back as long as
can"
But when Mrs. Drake came in with
The bowl and glasses the rooms were
mass of ferns and fowers-from
Dick.
How lovely" she exclaimed. GLOW
els Go give room such an air. 1t
nlakes me feel worse than ever that
we cannot come tonight But every 9TH
Ct tuesday, have you not?"
judith nodded her head absently. She
was trying to decide between a plain
u lace centerpiece under the bowl
.,uu not for worlds would she admit
'nat she was disappointed. Mr.. Drake
"@s the critic on a prominent paper,
"uu she wanted to cultivate critics.
90 sorry" she murmured perfume
"an!' L hope Mr.. Drake is not ILL.,"
NO. but some out of town relatives
~ NC coming, and they are not the sort
understand our slipping away. But
surely come next time. 1 under
Ia, S,nu mat Miss Morton, the new Eng
-I W Vlolinist, is to receive with your"
Ies' we studied together in Paris"
"a. ooO they were all in line, Mrs.
Ma, ainard In pearly silk and real lace,
+, ,ss Morton oddly English as to cos
,nu ie, delightfully."- alive as to the pleas
- VI the evening, and Judith a dream
oiack net and violets, her eyes
@1sleam with anticipation. Everything