Willmar tribune., 1909-09-08

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Hope, as Miss Winstanley calls the
ardent band of Barbara's followers,
whom she has always stoutly declared
Barbara would have none of. I wish
had been as sure of it.
The bishop looked the bishop, or he
would probably have been DR.. Win
stanley, as his father had been before
him, or Winstanley, attorney-at-law,
following the way his maternal un-
cles had taken, or merely Winstanley,
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
older than he, vowed that he should
become what nature SO evidently in
tended. No one ever understood clear
ly just how she contrived it, but that
she had triumphantly arrived with
him none could contradict. Indeed,
whatever Miss Henrietta Winstanley
undertakes she is pretty certain to
accomplish. .a.,.... F..
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 pro-
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
up and that part of the Forlorn Hope
represented in the box had yielded
itself to what was going on over the
footlights.
"There's ingratitude for you," whis-
pered she, as bent over her.
1T looks more like Devotion" l re-
marked dryly.
II launched that man socially. He
had been very nice about my chari-
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-
daciousness never knew! He seems
to forget the gulf between them"
"The gulf of blood, eh?" said I.
Exactly. What is there harder to
get around? l don't mind
self-made man-in the third genera
tion; 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 disbursement
you think?' suggested, with a smile
chat was mere braggadocio.
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: zone 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" obsedved gravely.
Miss Winstanley shook her brisk lit.
tie head. "No more do T. Dan isn't
economical, you know-how can we
expect him to be, with his bringing
up? It's such pity their father
should have made that last unfor
tunate investment just before he died
It must be frightfully hard on them
both; but the brunt of it falls on Bar
bara, as is natural, perhaps. You've
noticed, haven't you, that when q
man and woman practice economy to
gether it's always the woman who
somehow, seems to get in the most
exercise? I'm sure Dan is as consid
crate and careful as he knows how tc
be, but he is so generous, you know
perhaps he's bit too generous.
She nodded. That's it, precisely
New, those are his flowers that the
peor little neglected Pratt girl is car
rying tonight. It was sweet of him
to send them, of course, but he
couldn't afford to do it. It's done the
girl no end of good I've no doubt; but
Barbara, why"-she leaned closer tc
my ear-"1 don't know that ought tt
tell you, but i think will: that is q
made.over gown she has on this min
ute-twice made.over. if you want the
truth"
Its the prettiest gown in thu
house!" I exclaimed boldly.
"Only because it's on the prettiest
girl," smiled she.
But they say she isn't pretty, yor
know
who says it? The envious? O1
course; they always say such things
admit she isn't a classic beauty, Il
that's what you mean"
Thank heaven for it," 1 fervently
calculated.
Miss Winstanley twinkled as only
Miss Winstanley can.
"I'll tell you what she is, Mr.. Twin
ing" she said, with warmth. "She /.
. genius, If she isn't downright beau
Y; she is a genius for simplicity, ant
I don't know but that's better thar
being radiant beauty. There is moth
ing so charming to my mind as sim
| pliciQ. Look at hei clothes, her hair