The Twin Falls times. [volume] (Twin Falls, Idaho) 1905-1916, 1908-07-30

Workers. since New York was. 1t Is
omlnous, 1t Is more than ominous. 1t
means that the master vice has seized
on one more Siward. But shall new
er, never admit 1t to his mother"
The younger girl sat. wide eyed,
silent. The elders gaze was upon her,
but her thoughts, remote, centered on
the hapIess mother of such son.
"Such indulgence was once fashion
able. Moderation Is the present fash
Ion. Perhaps he will fall into line,"
said Mrs. Ferrall thoughtfully. 1.-THE
main thing is to keep him among peo-
pie, not to drop him. The gregarious
may be shamed, but II anything, any
incident happens to drive him outside
by himself. II he should become soil
tary, there's not a chance In the world
for him. It's a pity. l know he meant
to make himself the exception to the
rule-and look! Already one carouse
of his has landed him In the daily pa
persw
Sylvia flushed and looked up. "Grace,
may l ask you question:"
Eyes, child" she answered absently.
"Has 1t occurred to you that what
you have said about this boy touches
me very closely"
Mrs. Ferrall's wits returned nimbly
from woolgathering, and she shot a
startled, inQuiring glance at the girl
beside her.
"You-you mean the matter Of hered-
ity, Sylvan
yes. l think my uncle, Major Bel
wether, chose you as his august mouth
piece for that little sermon on the dan
gers of heredity-the danger OF being
ignorant concerning what women of
my race had done-before came into
the world they found so amusing"
II told you several things" returned
Mrs. Ferrall composedly. "Your uncle
thought 1t best for you to know"
Eyes. There was, If understood
you. enough Of divorce, of general in
discretion and irregularity to seriously
complicate any family tree and coat of
arms might care to claim
"Sylviaw
The girl lifted her pretty bare shout
ders. I'm sorry. but could l help it?
Very we'll; all can do is to prove q
decent exception. Very well; I'm do
ing 1t, am Independently scared into
the first solidly suitable marriage Of
fered, selling the unfortunate How
ard with both hands for fear he'd get
away and leave me alone with only a
queer family record for company
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you why everybody In my case didn't
go about with sanctimonious face
and a dolorous mien repeating: Her
grandmother eloped! Her mother ran
/ awayl Poor child; she's doomed
doomedy"
"Sylvia, r.
Eyes; why didn't they7 That's the
way they talk about that boy out
there" She swept rounded arm to
ward the veranda.
Eyes, but he has already broken
loose. while YOU
$50 did NEARLY Had 1t not been
for you. you know well enough
might have run away with that dread
full Englishman at Newport, for
adored him-I did, did, and you
know 1t. And look at my endless es
capes from compromising myself! Car
you count them? All those indiscre
lions when mere living seemed to In
toxicate me that first winter. and only
my uncle and you to break me in!''
'In other words" said Mrs. Ferral
slowly. you don't think Mr.. Siward Il
getting what Is known as square
deal?"
"No, don't. Major Belwether hal
already hinted-no not even that, bu
has somehow managed to dampen my
pleasure in Mr.. Siward."
/. Mrs. Ferrall considered the girl be
side her. now very lovely and flushed
in her suppressed excitement.
, "After ALL" she said. you are goinl
to marry somebody else. So why be
> come quite so animated about mai
: you may never again see?"
II shall see him II desire to-"
"Oh"
II am not taking the black veil, an
II" asked the girl hotly.
"Only the wedding veil. dear. But
; after all. your husband ought to hav
something to suggest concerning
: common visiting list
"He may suggest, certainly. In <h
; meantime shall be loyal to my owl
friends and afterward. too" she mul
J. INJURED to herself as her hostess rose
calmly dropping care like a mantl
. from her shoulders.
'Go and be good to this poor youn
: man, then-I adore rows-and you
have a few on your hands, I'll wal
rant. Let me remind you that you
!. uncle can make It unpleasant for 70
yet and that your amiable flance has
will Of his own under his pompadou
and silky beard"
what pity to have 1t clash wit
mine!" said the girl serenely.
Mrs. Ferrall looked at her. "Merc
{ on US! HOward's pOmpadOur WOul