The new era. (Walden, Colo.) 1906-19??, 1908-07-02
A Los
and Gain
By May Bensviiis Brown
Copyright. by 10 ssph B. powls.,

flower pilgrims. The three-volume
genealogy on the II brary shelf. which
showed the effects of frequent use,
established the fact. as we'll as the
letters and relics That. in the division
and redivision of household gods, had
fallen to her branch OF the family.
She proudly wore the badges of the
Daughters of the American Revolution.
Of the Colonial Danes. and OF the
Mayfower Descend ants, and sat In
the councils of these orders. Her
portrait had been ainted In the fash.
ion of the Puritan Hope Winslow, and
she had a colonial room fitted up in
her home.
1t was in this re ON that she was
sitting now. on an uncertain, spider
legged stool. her eyes bluer blue, as
she reasoned" with the young man
opposite.
II think you are very provoking"
she exclaimed. land quite lacking In
the right kind of pride. You know
that your name was originally Alden.
and that you could establish your line
through the originel Alden family" =
"Of COURSE" ad nitted the young
man. good-naturedly; but my father
and grandfather were both John
Eden, and their example is good
one for me to emulate In all things.
since both left the world better for
having lived In it"
But you miss my meaning" per
sisted Hope. tapping the floor with
her foot. 1T would really be adding
honor to their memory to establish
such ancestry through them"
How was John Alden any better
than John Elden?" queried the young
man a trifle Indignantly. What does
history have to say of him more i'm.
portant than the fact that he was SO
thick-headed that poor little Priscilla
had to propose to him? l don't think
that the little crippled ones down at
the Eden Home would revere my
fathers memory any more II were
to tell them that his ancestor came
over In the Mayfiower."
Hope coquettishly fenced his indig-
nation. Yes; but. john wish you
would become eligible to attend the
costume ball of our New England 80
ciety, so that you might dance the
minuet with me-and-oh! ever so
many others!"
THANK you" said John, still grim
ly: you know ! love to dance with
you. Hope: but l only wear knee
trousers when golf, and since left
the football team l have given up
long hair. ! might as well tell you
now, Hope, that your New England
society seems make-believe to me,
when almost all your members were
born In the Mississippi valley, and all
OF them live here. Your duty Is to be
doing something to build up the west,
rather than"
That will do. Mr.. Eden" glared
Hope. rising to her feet Fortunately
your opinion is a matter of indiffer-
ence to me, so further enlargement
upon the topic Is unnecessary. And
you will please excuse me now, as
have some committee work for the
New England society this afternoon"
I've done it." soliloqufzed the
young man dejectedly, as he strobe
down street. Made fool of myself
as usual, and now Hope is angry clear
through. This will mean that Thurby.
with his Declaration of independence
record, will have clear field. l wish
the memory Of the Puritan Fathers
was In Halifax, or that could keep
my beastly temper"
And because of these circumstances
the business OF the North Star Milling
company. the presidency and manage
mont Of which had fallen by inherit.
ance into John Elden's hands, re-
ceived redoubled attention from him;
while tra forthcoming costume ball Of
the New England society became the
apparent aim of Hope Winslow's ex-
istence.
But as she viewed herself In the
mirror on the night of the ball, ar
rayed as a gray-gowned. white-capped
Puritan maiden, she gave little sigh
for the John Alden of her dream
The sigh, however, was a fieeting
one, and she raised her head a trifie,
az she deflantly delivered the rather
ambiguous remark at her image: Il
shall never forgive him. anyway"
Then she ran downstairs where her
aunt, IN the finery of u Martha Wash.
ingtoa dame. was beaming upon Thur.
by. who. rs continental officer, was
TO act as their escort.
The ballroom was thronged with a
picturesque crowd-Puritan and cava.
Iier. quaker and courtisy, straight
locks and perfumed- curls, homespun
and brocade flashed back and forth as
they marched and swung and courte-
sled in the oid-tims measures.
Hopes continental officer had ex-
cused himself during the evening. and
only returned In time to put the two
ladies into their carriage. He was
breathless, rather disheveiled and
minus his sword and cooked hat. The
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