The Marshall republican., 1909-07-30

Across the brilliant p~arquette, from
the bishops box, Miss Winstanley
openly beckoned me with' her little
white black-dotted fan. Henrietta
Winstanley is the bishops sister, a
lady more like her own fan than any.
thing l can think of at the moment
to compare her with; a small iutter-
ing thing, constantly In motion. Great.
ing q pleasant stir wherever she hap.
pens to be, smelling de.iciously of
orris root or lavender, her black eyes
sparkling like the iridescents on the
fan.
There we're 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 non of. l wish
/ haG been as sure Of II.
The bishop looked the bishop, or he
would probably have been DR.. Win
stanley. as his father had been before
him, or W~instanley, attorney.at-law,
following the way mis- maternal I'M
Giles had taken, or merely Winstanley,
dealer in loans and real estate, as he
once odd me his prediction unde-
niably tended. But he looked the
bishop, and his sister, who was much
older than he, vowed that he should
become what nature SO evidently In
tended. No one ever understood clear
ly Just how she contrived 1t, but that
she had tr.umpl.an.ly arrived with
him none could contradict. Indeed,
whatever Miss Henrietta Winssan!ey
undertakes she is pretty certain to
accomplish.
She had declared to me often, and
with warmth. that II she could help
It Ankony should not marry Barbara
Hemingway, as he very evidently pro-
posed to do, II possible. Therefore, ]
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 Hope
represented in the box had yielded
itself to what was going IN over the
ot'ights.
There's ingratitude for you," whis'
pered she, as I bent over her.
"It looks more like devotion" I re-
marked dryly.
81 launched that man socially. He
had been very nice about my chart
ties, and one must make some return
you know; besides, he isn't altogether
q bad sort. But he must not think
he can marry Barbara Hemingway"
Does he?"
she made a con- rrehensive gesture
"You ran see for yourself. Such au
daciousnees I never knew! He seems
to forget the gulf between them"
1.-THE gulf of blood. eh?" said l.
Exactly. What is there harder te
get around? I don't mind 9
self-ma6e MANN the third genera
ton: but Ankony Is in the first, anG
proud Of It. And he imagines thai
because Dan is In his employ he car
force his attention on Barbara wher
and rs he likes"
isn't It possible that he may no
meet with quite the discouragemen'
you Think" l suggested. with a smil,
that was mere traggadocio
NONSENSE! You don't believe an!
such thing as that. Do you suppose
for a minute that Barbara would re
ceive him-or his impossible sister-in
law either, for the matter of that
II she didn't feel that she had to?
She sighed and hurried on: One ha
to do SO many awkward and unpleas
ant things when n Ia poor, and the,
are SO poor. Do you know it's a fac
that they have to depend entirel,
nowadays on Dams salary? And sc
you see, quite naturally, they mus
be decent to Mr.. Ankony."
How they manage to get oil l don
know" / dissolved gravely.
Miss Winstanley shook her brisk III
tie head. mo more do l, Oar ism
economical. you know-how a W
expect him to be. with his Dringin
up3 It's such a pity their fathe
should have made that last unfol
tunate Investment Just before he diet
1t must be frightfully hard on ther
both but the brunt Of It falls on Bal
bara, as 10 natural, perhaps. You'v
noticed, haven't you, that when
man and woman practice economy Il
gether it's Always the yoman WHIT
somehow seems to get In the mos
exefcisefs i'm sure Dan rs as consi'
crate and eaneful as he knows how I
be, but he is so generous, you know,
Perhaps he's a bit too generous,
She nodded. That's 1t, preciselI
Now, those are his flowers that tn
poor little neglected Pratt girl Is ca
rying tonight. It was sweet Of hi
TO send Them, of course, but b
couldn't afford ftoaco itagIt's done III
girl no end OF good I've no doubt; b.
Barbara, w~hy"--she leaned closer