The Delta independent., 1910-05-27

twenty millions would be ample, Salu
he. "The income from that should be
let me see"-doing rapid sum in
mental arithmetic-"over half mil
lion year"
We'll, and what would you do with
1t, Wifi. if you had it?" questioned
Eunice. willing to humor his fancy.
Wilfrid drew long breath and lay
back in his chair. I'm the first place.
I'd build me city house right here
in New York on the east side of the
park or else at Riverside, and coun-
try place somewhere up the sound or
on Long island near the water. I'd
want to live in the city not more than
three or four months in the year.
Then I'D have yacht-none of your
smoky. greasy teakettles, but a sweet
smelling, fast-sailing schooner fit to
go around the world-and I'd sail her
myself, too. There would be horses
for riding and driving, with perhaps
four-in-hand coach. Best of all. l
could travel-south in winter. OF
course, but I'd see the world: London,
Paris. Berlin. Italy. the pictures. the
statues. and the libraries. oh, I'D go
everywhere and do everything, even
" d ilttle hdIHluS AT MoHte Ndiio.
nothing wicked or vulgar about it all.
you know. but the utmost enjoyment
in refined way. and all the expert
ences that money could give"
The girl smiled at his boyish en-
thusiasm, nor did she evince any
pique or annoyance because Eunice
Trevecca was somehow left out OF
the picture. 1t was all mere idle talk,
of course. Wilfrid was not really un-
happy or discontented; he had q good
position with min. hundred a year,
and they were to be married in the
spring.
You certainly could give some OF
our American nabobs few lessons
on how to be happy though rich.' she
smilingly commented. 1T has often
seemed to me that our really rich
men do not get half as much out of
life as they might
"Of course they DON'T" assented
Wilfrid dogmatically. Why. look at
me" he rambled on; I'm only half
baked; never had any education to
speak of; had TO keep my nose to the
grindstone all my life; as you know.
there were always two ways for every
dollar to go as long as mother was
alive. on account OF her many years
OF hopeless illness; but, in spite OF my
few opportunities. I'll bet could show
some of those fellows how to enjoy
their wealth."
"Of course you could" Eunice
agreed. with a loving woman's fatu-
Gus fondness and indulgence for the
man she has promised to marry. But
well be just as happy without the
money, won't we, Wilf?"
Not doubt of it," he exclaimed.
starting to her side. bending over her
and pressing his lips to her shining
coils of hair Why. possessing you
and your love. dearest. I'm the richest
fellow in New York today"
She tilted back her head to look
into his eyes as he gazed fondly down
into hers.
That's the way / love to hear you
speak she murmured. Money can
not buy some things in this world.
Wilf." truism which was sealed in
a very expressive and satisfactory
manner by the naturally ardent VII.
frid
Eunice. though very well educated
and refned-in England she would
have been described as quite above
her station. my dear"-was only one
remove from being a working woman
herself. and had no foolish or unprac-
teal longings. AS housekeeper for
her stepfather. John Trevecca-her
mother she could not remember-she
was beyond the necessity OF earning
her own living; but Trevecca himself
was but foreman in some iron works
up on Tenth avenue. So to Eunice
the prospect of marrying so present
able "A young fellow as Wilfrid STEM
mis-, both of them being very much
in love with each other. seemed the
acme of good fortune. leaving moth
ing to be desired OF the Fates.
And though VIII was her senior by
some four years-he was twenty-eight
the girl was really the elder in point
of steady principle and cool. sober
Judgment. In fact. WIZ, as she often
acknowledged to herself. was rather
boyish, sanguine mercurial easily led.
But she loved him for these very quail
tiles; some women mother their hus-
bands before the children arrive to
keep their affections busy.
When old John Trevecca came in,
coatless and bringing with him a
strong aroma Of cut Cavendish. for he
had been smoking his pipe with some
cronies on the front porch as they
still call the house entrance up Green
wich way. the light of Wilfrids rosy
visions had not yet died out OF his
eyes. There was even an atmosphere
OF suppressed excitement in the home
ly room which caused the old man to
look shrewdly at Eunice. II there
were anything amiss between the
lovers Trevecca knew he would find II