The Fort Sumner review., 1909-08-21


the bishops box, Miss Winstanley
openly beckoned me with her little
" hite black-dotted fan Henrietta
Winstanley is the bishops sister, a
lady more like her own fan than any
thing can think of at the moment
TO compare her with; small hutter-
tng thing. constantly in notion Great
Ing a pleasant stir wherever she hap
pens to be, smelling deliciously OF
orris root or lavender her black eyes
sparkling like the iridescents on the
fan.
There were beside her in the box
the bishop, Barbara Hemingway, her
Brother Dan-the most popular young
rascal in town--Ankony, acting presi-
dent of the Central Savings Company.
and, for the rest, a part OF the Forlorn
Hope, as Miss Winstanley calls the
ardent band of Barbara's followers,
whom she has always stoutly declared
barbara would have none of. | wish
] had been as sure of it,
The bishop looked the bishop, or he
would probably have been DR.. Win
y,
FIN, or Winstan'ey attorney-at-laW,
following the way mis- maternal un-
c.es had taken, or merely Winstaaley,
dealer in loans and real estate, as he
once told me his prediction unde-
niably tended. But he looked the
bishop, and his sister who was much
o der than he. vowed that he should
in
tended, No one ever understood clear
" Just how she contrived it, but that
she had triumphantly arrived with
him none could contradict. Indeed
whatever Miss Henrietta Wi1stanley
undertakes she is pretty certain to
accomplish.
She had declared to me often, and
with warmth, that if she could help
it Ankony should not marry Barbara
Hemingway as he very evidently FRO
posed to do if possible. Therefore l
was not surprised at the summons
which beckoned me as her aide-de-
camp, for Ankony had been making
the most unmistakable love to Bar
bara ever since the curtain had gone
mp and that part of the Forlorn Hone
represented in the box had yielded
itself to what was going on over the
foot'ights
There's ing"atitude for you" whis-
pered she, as bent over her.
1T looks nore like Devotion | re-
marked dryly
II launched that man socially. He
-,
ties, and one must make some return,
you know; besides. he isn't altogether
bad sort. But he must not think
he can marry Barbara Hemingway
Does he?"
She made comprehensive gesture.
"You can see for yourself. Such au-
6aciousness | never knew! He seems
TO forget the gulf between them"
THE gulf of blood, eh?" said |.
Exactly. What is there harder to
get around? don't mind a
self-made man-in the third genera
ton; but Ankony is in the first and
proud of it, And he imagines that
because Dan is in his employ he can
force his attention on Barbara when
and as he likes
Isn't it possible that he may not
meet with quite the encouragement
you think" | suggested with smile
that was mere braggadoco
Nonsense, You don't believe any
such thing as that. Do you suppose
for minute that Barbara would re-
ceive him-or his impossible sister-in-
law either, for the matter of that
If she didn't feel that she had to?"
She sighed and hurried on: "One has
to do so many awkward and unpleas-
ant things when one is poor, and they
are so poor Do you know it's a fact
that they have to depend entirely
nowadays on Dams salary? And so
you see. quite naturally, they must
be decent to Mr.. Ankony."
How they manage to get on don't
know" ! obsedyed gravely.
Miss Winstanley shook her brisk liz
Gle head. No more do l. Dan isn't
economical you know-how can we
expect him to be, with his bringing
up? It's such a pity their father
should have made that last unfor
tunate investment just before he died
1t must be frightfully hard on then
both: but the brunt of II falls on Bar
bara, as IS natural. perhaps. You've
noticed. haven't you, that when a
man and woman practice economy to
gether It's always the woman who
somehow, seems to get in the mos
exercise? I'm sure Dan is as consd
crate and careful as he knows how t.
be, but he Is so generous. you know
Perhaps he's a bit too generous
She nodded That's 1t, precisely
Now those are his flowers that thu
poor little neglected Pratt girl Is car
ryIng tonight. It was sweet of hin
to send them, of course. but h,
couldn't afford to do It. It's done tn,
girl no end OF good I've no doubt; bu
Barbara. why"-she leaned closer t
my ear--"l don't know that ought t.
tell you. but | think | will: that is /;
made-over gown she has on this min
ute--'wice made-over, ii you want th'
truth"
Its the prettiest gown In thu
house!" exclaimed boldly.
Only because it's on the pratties
girl" smiled she.
But they say she isn't pretty, yol
bnoT.'