The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1909-07-02
THE PRODICAL
BUTTERFLY
She Played Her Part to Good
Purpose, as 1t Proved.
By MARIE DENsMoRE.

At the age of twenty nine Bessie
Pryor was forced to sit down and take
stock of herself her requirements and
her future. Thesmoney her father had
left her, which she had foolishly be.
lleved would last forever, was gone,
with the exception Of few hundred
dollars.
She had had a good time with It. As
she looked back over recent years
and considered how she had spent IL
she had to admit that she had had a
very good time with IT. First she
had had four years In the best college
in the country: she had had year OF
foreign travel; she had been much
about her own country; she had had
seasons in the mountains, seasons al
the seasbore, seasons in the city; she
had heard the best music. seen the
best plays and studied the best pic
lures in the world And, as for clothes.
she had worn right and left the finest
productions Of the shops and expert.
enced modistes
Now ell Of this was at an end sud.
denly. She had had last interview
with her fathers old attorney. and he
had told her the truth. She had used
up her means The past summer had
written fms to the story OF her prodl-
gality. Only few hundred remained.
What was she to do?
OF course there was Aunt Bess, for
whom she had been named-Aunt Bess,
under whose wing she had gayly
squandered her substance in riotous
living.
She knew very well why Aunt Bess
had allowed her 10 go on as she had.
She had expected her TO make nota.
BILE match. But fate would have It
otherwise. There had been men
enough, but only one for whom she
had cared, and he would have none OF
her. And so she had come to twenty
nine and at the end Of her fortune
without the slightest claim upon her
freedom
She could live with Aunt Bess. but
Aunt Bess had girls OF her own, who
were just coming out, one after the
other, at enormous expense. And
Uncle Ed wasn't the richest man In
the world.
81 can't live on them" the girl
thought. They'd take me In and do
their best by me, but I'd he a burden
Alas and alack, IL only | had learned
some useful craft And only $500 re-
naming, II appears the only thing
left for me is to be a yender Of OLD
clothes I've got enough OF them.
goodness knows"
She laughed a little TREMENDOUSLY
"But, dear me. can't sell my clothes.
] shall have 10 wear them Wei, II
stands Ike this: can't live with Aunt
Bess-pride forbids" She checked OF
one finger. Il can't teach: ! can't
sew; ean't-l can't do anything"
She dropped her head IN her hands
an instant then raised 1t resolutcly.
"Bess Pryor, you're chicken hearted
thing! Put on your things and take
walk You win be crying next thing
you know"
She sprang up, donned hat and furs
and a few moments later was leaving
the house Of the elderly friend with
Whom she was stopping during this
urgent business quest Of hers 10 the
city
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