Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1909-07-07

GWerldolyn.
By MARTHA COBB SANFORD.
Copyrighted, 1905. by Associated
- S'tss77 a II literary Press. -

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
At twenty Gwendolyn Rand was un-
deniably a personality to be reckoned'
with.
II don't see where you get such
ways, Gwendolyn," complained her
mother. ..why, at your age r.
ayes, indeed" corroborated Mr.,
RAND, .at your age, Gwendolyn, your
mother had settled down-she wasn't
running around after all the young
men IN the ghborhood.."
aOh, daddy demonstrated Gwen
dolyn. ST think you might be little
more gallant"
ssWen. well, the young men weren't
all running after her, then" amended
Mr.. Rand, softening at the hurt look
in Gwendolyn's big brown eyes. "But
: it doesn't look well either way. !
can't understand Where''-
Mother was brought up in con-
vent, you remember. I'm the product
Of coeducation,p yentured Gwendolyn
in explanation.
.H'm,o reflected Mr.. Rand. "That
may be the reason, but the remedy is
your Aunt Abiatha.p -
Gwendolyn gave little gasp OF ap77
prehensfon.
eyes, my dear" continued Mr.. Rand,
syour mother and I have decided to
send you down to Florida to spend
! the winter with your Aunt Abiatha."
s ..she win teach you the things a
girl of your age ought to know, daush-.
ter, added Gwendo dolyn's mother dole
fully, things which / have somehow
failed to make you take an interest
in.:'
in other words, I'm to be sent to a
: convent exclaimed Gwendolyn as
she swished out of the room, her head
high in air. but her eyes glistening
with unshed tears.
Aunt Abiatha's spacious. old fashion
ed house merited kinder verdict than
Gwendolyn bestowed upon, it at first
glance. Once up In her coy bedroom,
however, with its chintz covered four
poster and French windows opening
out on to little rose covered porch.
the girps heart melted in spite OF her
self. and she threw both arms around
Aunt Abiatha, completely submissive
for the time being.
But after the novelty OF busting,
sewing and cooking began to resolve
Itself into routine Gwendolyn suddenly
baked
NOW know how to do all these
prosaic things, Aunt Abiatha," she ar
gued, whats the use Of doing them
day after day? There are so many
real live things to do In the world.
Lets give a garden party or some
thing, Aunt :Abiatha. Are there any
male abitants In Centerville that we
could hire to come, do you think2" &
sssSsswendoiyn, my dear, how you talk!
OF course there are" Aunt Abiatha
was startled into admitting. There's
young Jack Hayward for ont" Z
: What's he likeg'' *.
y Very thoughtful and polite, z replied
Aunt Abiatha Loyalty. he comes OF
one of orr best families"
Poor thingr' muttered Gwendolyn:
What did you say, DEAR?
II asked what he does for a liying?'
prevaricated Gwendolyn unblushiagly
.sWhy, he manages his fathers es.
tate. Of course. He's a country gen
tieman."l
AOh,n commented Gwendolyn indif.
ferently, che must be a very proyin.
cial. kind Of person! ] don't thiak
should like him."
swell, Of all things, Gwendolyn!'
bristledS Aunt Abiatha. "0f course
you'd like him. Every one does. I'll
ask him to call"
An afternoon or two later as Gwen.
dolyn was reclining in the hammock
on her little porch engrossed in nov.
eli she became suddenly conscious that
the front doorbell had been ringing fol
some time. On the yeranda below she
could hear Aunt Abiatha rocking te
and fro.
a.The front doorbelTs ringing, Aunt
Abiathaw she called, jumping up. III
& it's that polite and thoughtful youne
1 country gentleman please don't dis
turb me. I'm In the midst OF an aw
fully exciting love story"
a hearty masculine laugh followed
Gwendolyn's declaration.
1t aroused her curiosity, but also hel
Indignation, and she re-established her
self IN the hammock, determined moi
to display the slightest interest, what
: ever happened.
But the next thing she heard startled
her Into sitting posture.
Nov, Aunt Abiatha, will you into
duae us?"
Gwendolyn, walking to the rail- O
the porch, could hardly believe he
eyes. There, on the roof Of the Veran
], da, not ten feet away from her, sa
an extremely good looking young man
And there on the lawn stood Aun
Abiatha, the picture Of dismay ant
disapproval.
tGwendolyn," she called up. 4this !
E Mr.. Heyward. Jack, my niece, Mis-
Rand. never saw such goings on i
my life. Go right into your room
Gwendo1ynr'
Gwendolyf did not bulge. She onl
laughed end laughed, until Aunt Abba
I tina finally Joined in.
But such triangular situation wa