The Coalville times. [volume] (Coalville, Utah) 1894-1923, 1909-11-19
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CHAPTER lll.-contlrued.
NornoI scarcely know what TO re-.
ply; such objections as be- might have
found at other dino tho old maFru.
line objcCtIous to womcu's voting and
meddling In politics had all dlsnp.
pcarcd 90 sighi Of this remarkable
young woman who wished TO vote her
self he could not think OF one Of
them. try as he would. His eyes were
on the rogc.
Perhaps your objections are nero.
" preiulicos." she yonturDd boldly. In
her eyes a latent twinkle that dis.
turbcd him.
~ confess. Miss Greene" he began.
trying To ret blcl, something OF his
senatorial dignity. such na state sena.
torial dlru'ty Cos. chat have not de.
voted much Thought 90 the subject: I
am indeed rather ashamed TO acknowl
edge that ! dll not oven know the
amendment was coming mp to-day. un.
I'll wo7-uh-fo delightfully."- re-.
minded hy your rose"
Tie raised the rose to inhnlc It's fra.
GRANGE she made no rcply. hut she
Kept her eyes on him. and her gaze
compelled him TO go on. II was hard
for him 10 go on. for II was now but
n struggle against the formality Of n
surrender that had been inevitable
from the beginning. But his mans
pride forced him to delay It as long as
possible.
what assurances have you from
other sonators?" he asked Though.
perhaps. ! need not ask-they have
unanimously mounted your colors."
He looked at his colleagues. sporting
their roses. Miss Greene gave little
exclamation OF annoyance.
DO you think don't know" she
said: that don't understand all that ?
] might have known that they would
not take Il seriously And I thought
Il thought--to put the matter so cas-.
fly TO them that J should be spared the
necessity Of buttonholIng them,"
1T was q novel way Of buttonhollng
them" he laughed.
"Oh'" she exclaimed. catching her
breath, they wear the roses-and
laugh at met"
Her eyes flashed through the mlsts
o. vocation that suggested tears.
You are all alone thon?"
Tornon said this In q low. sollcltous
tone. rs n he were dealing with some
dccp grief
an alone"
and YOU represent no one-that is.
70 society, no club?"
81 am not paid lobbyist" she said
"'lcugh. | believe II Is not beyond the
properties Of our profession. do
what | do only from love Of princl
rle, ! represent only my sox." She
nlid n lmprcsslyoly. and then with a
Quick little laugh that recognized the
iNoatrlcnl that had been In her attl.
in'o, she added: And that, suspect.
without authorization"
Tho ladies'. generally. do not seem
20 be interested" Vernon acqulosccd.
mo" she shook her head sadly, mo.
on the contrary, | suppose most OF
them oppose the measure"
II have generally found them of that
feeling" Vernon observed
"The slaves. before the war. often
petitioned congress not to set them
free, you will remember"
Miss Greene spoke with bitter.
ness. Then quickly she collected her,
self.
But your objections. Senator Yer.
non?" she said, Really, we must get
down to business"
She raised the little chatelaine
watch that hung at her bosom and
looked down at IT, And then sudden.
ly, without waiting for his objections,
as II she had quite forgotten them in.
deed, she impulsively stretched forth
n hand and said:
You will help me. won't you?"
Vernon looked into her eyes. His
gaze, after an instant, fell He tried
TO run the stem OF the rose through
his buttonhole, The thorns caught In
the cloth.
You'll have to do IT," he said. help.
lessly.
From some mysterious fold Of her
habit she took n pin, and then, lean
Ing over, she pinned the rose TO his
coat, pinned II with Its long stem
hanging, as a woman would pin a now.
er TO mans lapel.
Thank you" He was looking into
her eyes again.
Rather let me thank you" she said.
TITS so good OF you to vote for my
measure"
His eyes widened suddenly. He had
quite forgotten the resolution. She
must have perceived this, for she