The Green Forest tribune., 1910-09-16

At the breakfast table Grandma Singleton had said to her grand daughter, Miss Ethel Singleton, whom she had brought up from child of eight to the age of nineteen: "In about an hour I wish to have a talk with you on a certain matter 50 please don't leave the house."
 ''Is 1t about our going somewhere this summer?" was queried in reply The old lady gave the girl look over the top of her spectacles that set her heart jumping, and after half minute answered.:
 Tt may be even more interesting than that"
 "Oh, do you mean that we may go to Europe?"
 "I will see about it.
 "Oh, you dear, good thing! I just felt that you had a surprise for me-" And you felt right was the grim reply.
 Miss Ethel had the strongest suspi- cion of what was coming She had choked up at the first words and could eat no more. She was simply giving her grandma taffy and pre- tending that she wasn't in the least frightened. She went around to the head of the table and kissed the old lady and patted her on the back and then went away singing but she didn't fool anybody.
 The hour passed Grandma had put on her Sunday cap and taken a seat in the parlor. On the table at her elbow was a family Bible to help add dignity to the situation. Her lips were pursed and her feet were crossed.
 Well, dearie, we will talk about Europe" said the young lady as she came floating in.
 And his name Is Henry Brown" replied the dame in her deepest tones.
 'Why-what-who
 And you are engaged to be mar ried!"
 Why, Grandma Singleton!"
 I've found out all about it, Ethel, and you needn't carry the pretense any farther Up there at Vassar you met person named Henry Brown
 
 engaged You have been intending to tell me about 1t for the last two weeks, but you couldn't get up the courage"
 But how did you find out?" asked Ethel dropping all thoughts of de fense.
 Same as Sherlock Holmes finds out things. Pm seventy-four years old, but I'm no back number This meeting has been called to ask you what you have to say for yourself. You needn't take hold of my hand nor kiss me nor shed tears. want to know who this Henry Brown Is ?" Its Henri Brown"
 "Oh!"
 And he's very, very nice young man, and his family is very, very nice family. We are not exactly en- gagged, but almost. I was going to ask you about it."
 well, we won't have to talk about it five minutes. You can never marry a Brown with my consent, and you can never marry any man with the tomfool name of Henri. You went to Vassar to be educated not to fall in love with some sissy of a young fellow. Write to him today that the foolishness has passed"
 "Oh, grandma, but we love each other!" walled the girl.
 Its only calf love-"
 Its the awfullest kind of love. We shall both commit suicide If we cant marry. If only you could see him once-if you knew how noble he is!"
 And his name Is Brown-Henri Brown!" murmured Grandma.
 But thousands of Browns have been great men, and the name of Henri, when you write 1t. looks dis tinguished. Maybe he'll change it, he'll call himself Claude or some thing"
 Listen to me, Ethel When I was girl of your age, I had beau named Brown. After winning my heart he threw me over for widow l vowed vengeance on the Browns forever after. If you marry Brown you must leave this house, and you  needn't expect a dollar of my money. That's flat"
 "Oh, grandma, 1t will kill melt surely will" were the words that came out between sobs. but they had no effect
 Fall in love with White, Black Green, Smith, or Perkins, and I may not have anything to say against it." replied the old lady, "but I draw the line at the Browns. I was tilted for a widow, and that widow had a broken nose at that
 Miss Ethel wept. She went into a decline She thought of suicide.
 A month later grandma and her granddaughter were at hotel in the The woman who can disagree ar tistically with her male friends is al ways interaStinp tO them but she