Mexico Missouri message., 1910-09-29

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What a fuss you are making.
iGrace!" he interposed, hastily taking
advantage of a momentary pause In
the flow of eloquence. Really, one
would think had committed crime
In daring to engage myself to the
dearest girl in the world. Your only
objection to Miss Floyd, as l under
stand you, is her profession. Well,
what's the matter with It? A doctor
Is handy person to have around
think I'd trust my life in Esther's
hands good deal quicker than In the
hands Of some masculine practition-
ers l could name"
Mrs. Trevelyn sighed expressively
and elevated her eyebrows.
Cant you understand" she cried
vehemently. That's just why you
should not marry her Just think
what sort of a home you'd have with
wife riding around the country at
all hours of the day and night, at the
call of anybody and everybody! She
can't be true woman when she de-
lliberately chooses a profession like
that. I'll warrant she hasn't spark
OF taste in dress. either! can't un-
derstand your choice, I'm sure. It's
hard to be disappointed in an only
brother" she mourned.
"Oh, nonsense!" frowned Burton.
Esther wouldn't keep up her prac-
tise after we were married, of course.
At least, not to the extent of answer
Ing night calls. / wish you'd look
at the matter in an unprejudiced
light, Grace. never interfered with
you and George, though 1 knew all
the time that he was as poor as poets
usually are and never would amount
to row Of beans. You've had time
enough to find that there's plenty
OF truth In that, reckon. If It were
not for the little dowry you brought
him 1 fancy life would be a work-a-
day Job for George instead of his
present easy, rhyme,making exist
ence. Why can't you show the same
generous spirit toward me?"
"The two cases are quite unlike,
Burton!" flashed his sister, with an
indignant tossEof her head. George
and l get on beautifully together,
likes to write poetry and l like him
20 do 1t. If so little Of 1t is published
it isn't because 1t lacks merit, I'm
sure, for all the rejection slips say 1t
isn't. I'm thankful that George
doesn't have to go away from home
every day and slave in some hot,
stuffy office"
We'll, each for HIS or her hearth
stonel" yawned Burton, gathering up
his reins and lightly feeling the bit.
Il wish you would call on Miss Floyd,
though, Grace. She would like to
know you, I'm sure. Perhaps she
could prove to you better than that
lady does not have to relinquish
feminine graces and accomplishments
to become a member of the business
world"
when I do it1l be a red letter
day, Burton Kuhl!" claimed Mrs.
Trevelyn. II suppose you're riding
over to call on her this afternoon?"
''Yes, I'm going to take Esther to
look over Woodlawn this afternoon.
If she likes the place mean to buy
1t for our future home. We shall be
near neighbors of yours then, Grace;
two miles and half between the
two places, Better make up your
mind to be a sister to u.s."
you'll know It when do" nodded
Mrs. Trevelyn, as she tossed him a
rose and watched him canter out Of
sight down the dusty road
Left alone, the little lady returned
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at one end Of the cool porch and
pondered the disturbing news Burton
aad brought. She sighed restlessIy.
and finally bundled up her fancy
work and stared thoughtfully at the
tips of her white-slippered feet
II wonder whether the girl has
small feet and hands?" she mused.
with a dubious shake Of her head.
Suppose she is a big. awkward crea-
ture with a wide smile and a grip
like a mans! Suppose she has
loud, hearty voice and a compelling
manner which nobody dares resist
Just suppose poor Burton has been
fascinated by a muscular Amazon
and means to make her my sister-in-
law! Horrors! If George wasn't
busy composing a new poem I'd run
up and ask him If he knows what
sort of person this DR.. Esther Floyd
is. George hates to be bothered when
he's writing, so 1 reckon I'd better
not interrupt him. Oh, deari / wish
/ knew how she looksl / shant have
a bit of peace until find out, know
I'd go to call on her this very after.
noon II Burton hadn't made such a
fuss about 1t. and If ne wouldn't And
1t out, Why couldn't he have taken
her to Woodlawn some other time?'
Suddenly Mrs. Trevelyn sprang to
her feet. a mischieyous sparkle In her
eyes Whisking indoors. she ran
blithely upstairs and hurriedly
changed her house dress for an out
door gown of a pale yellow shade,
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