The Wahpeton times. [volume] (Wahpeton, Richland County, Dakota [N.D.]) 1879-1919, 1910-10-13

tooth and nail like couple of-of
tigers. But thought then. and l
think now, Peggy, that you scratched
and bit harder than he did. No. don't
care to hear anything about it. Now
Peggy if you don't stop crying and
scoldng shan't let YOU go to Freddy
Simpsons party this evening"
At this awful threat Peggy's tears
dried as if by magic. What fright
full calamity it would be if she were
not permitted, after ALL to accept an
invitation which had been the cause
of much discussion in the Porter fam.
fly, and little Mrs. Porter had regard.
ed with dismay the invasion of their
quiet town by these glazing examples
of blatant and arrogant plutocracy,
but Peggy had pleaded hard, and easy.
going Mr.. Porter had finally settled
the matter by saying:
"Oh, let the child go, Emily. We
country folk must be behind the times,
for understand that the Simpsons
before they came here moved in the
best circles of Peoria"
When few hours later Peggy stood
before her mirror arrayed in her
best. she viewed the slim white figure
reflected therein with pardonable com.
placency.
Her new frock was dainty enough
to satisfy her eXacting taste, and az.
though she sighed, as usual, over her
shining locks, which We're Just the
color of old sorrel's glossy coat, in
stead of being fluffy gold. like Maule
Herrick's or cloudy black. like Evelyp
+! STAIRS.
She was dimly aware that red nair
is not an unmitigated atf1iction taken
IN connection with pair of big brown
eyes and skin whose rose and snow
Is accentuated rather than married by
a freckle or two on the tip of spir-
tied nose.
I'll send Nora for you at ten, dear"
Mrs. Porter said, as Peggy set out
through the long June twilight.
oh, mumsey, not at tent" Peggy
expostulated in tragic tones.
We'll, H." her mother relented.
But don't keep Norah waiting-11 is
very late for child OF your age to be
out of bed"
The imposing pile of stone and
brick which had sprung into existence.
mushroom-like. by the magic power Of
unlimited wealth, lowered grandly
above the less pretentious structures
around 1t. and Peggy, who had never
before been within its charmed pre-
cincts. quite held her breath as she
entered great drawing-room fur
nished with barbaric splendor.
Freddy Simpson, in evening clothes
which made the other boys Sunday
best" look, as the most Independent Of
them secretly acknowledged, like
thirty cents" seemed to Peggy's
dazzled eyes fairy pink and white
prettiness which had gained him the
soubriquet of "Pinky." was also of q
capriciousness. He responded to
Peggy's shy greeting with brusque in.
difference and the next instant had
turned his back squarely upon her to
resume whispered conversation with
Evelyn Starr, who wore flame-colored
silk.
Notwithstanding his pink and white
softness of aspect. Freddy had inherit
ed that parental capacity for riding
roughshod over the rights and feel
ings of others which had SO notably
assisted his father in his race for
riches; and it was soon obvious to all
beholders that for this evening, at
least, dark-haired Evelyn was the OBJ.
5ect Of his pursuit. It was Evelyn to
whom he directed all his words and
his smiles; Evelyn whom he called
out In all the games, Evelyn in state
OF giggling citation, who occupied the
seat of honor beside him at the sup.
per table, and the wistful wonder in a
certain pair of big brown eyes moved
him not one jot.
Peggy never lacked for cavaliers,
and she Joined In all the merrymaking
with apparent zest But through it
all the one drop of comfort in her bit.
ter cup was the fact that Jack Trav-
/, ers, who never went to parties except
under coercion, had early in the eve
ming with few other kindred spirits
retired to a room which went by the
name of "Freddy's DEM" there to
amuse themselves with a marvellous
collection of mechanical toys.
+. At supper time she shrank back as
far as possible behind a big palm and
. small escort to elude the mockiAg
glance Of pair Of blue eyes looking
out from bronzed face.
But Jack was devoting