The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1910-04-11
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The Secret Of MIR. Somerset
tBy Lola Viola Haysl

tBy Lola Viola Haysl
Mr.. Somerset pushed his luxuriant
auburn hair. as yet untinged with
The ashes of age, from his widesfore- !
lead and turned wea;ily tos his
laughter. "A
Are you still inflicting that young !
nan upon me?" he asked with a !
scowl. II have always been consid-l I
red reasonably sure OF knowing what I
| want. hope that | have expressed
myself plainly enough that neither
on nor this presuming young fool /
need think that | want him My as
enlistment at your low taste is only /
squaled by my grief that have lived
o see one OF my race descend to I
he level of trade Your ancestors,
ny dear, were gentlemen"
The girl THEW her head up haught- |
ly. u dare any one TO question Rob |
'rt's right to that title,' she cried
Il understand" he said, cuttingly, !
that his brother-ln-law is my bar
Der"
His brother-in-law owns the shop
hat you patronize," she said shortly. |
He Is not yonr barber nor the bar
)er OF anybody else, although ! fail
see why that would disgrace him.
ssf we are known by the company we
eep, you had better have been
pending yourstime in respectable
barber shop, reading a paper than as
ociating With those old boodlers
hat4ahey are going to send to JAIL
/ THAT is sufficient, he said, wav-
'ne his hand impatiently. 1T Is al
waste of time to arshe with wo.
E-And besides" she broke5in eager
EMs sypu know that RoBeft is an
! EsiFctti<an and bound 10 make, his
EEa rls
MT on the register of this Rouse.
ny girl, ,gshe said decisively. There
ire plenty OF pretty shopgirls who
would be more fitted to the happ-
ness of Mr.. Robert Gray than would
)e the daughter OF Somerset" He
'losed his desk with a click and left
he room
Marion rushed 10 the telephone
nd called up Robert
"Oh. it's just awful" cried she.
Don't you think that your brother
n-law, Mr.. Hamilton, might be PEI
iuaded 10 sell his business and go
nto the brokerage business like pa
"a? Papa thinks it is awful TO be
| n trade
Hamilton would send me to a san
tarium for treatment" he laughed,
il ] asked him to do such a thing.
Hes got the best thing in town, lit
le girl
| butt stands between
is, Robert" she wept.
What your papa wants is good
| ling down. he said wrathfully. I'll
| show him a trick or two I'll just
| ,hduct you and skip the city,
| I'll never, never desert my dear
,spa,' she said tearfully "You must
ry TO win his heart, Robert"
| Robert was. still smiling grimly
lver this bit a of pleading when he
| net Mr.. Somerset at the door of the
| barber shop. He gave the gentleman
,ack as chilly stare as he received
rs he TUNED aside to seek his fav-
/ orite barber.
After he had received his groom
ng for the day he hastened 10 the
private office where his brother-in-
| NV held sway. The door was locked
lie tried each of the other doors of
he suite in vain; they were all lock-
| ID.
| Ifs |, Hamilton" he called at
last.
I'm busy. Bob" came the answer.
Come back in an hour"
Concluding to wait until Hamilton
ohould be at leisure, he sat down to
read. What was his surprise to see
Mr Somerset issue from the office
| fresh. dapper and smiling. Follow
'ng him was Jim, the head barber.
lie allus goes in there for his
have" said the porter in answer to
/ lis exclamation of surprise "Old
, mans mighty particular with Col
mel Somerset, He's proud of them
apburnt locks of his'n. Ain'i many
men of his age got such fine hair as
lim."
What's the reason that old man
Somerset has TO go into your private
lffice to be shayed?" demanded Rob.
ert as soon as he was within portals
II the office
Just fussily particular said Ham.
IIlton carelessly.
Il know the old man doesn't wear
I wig" ruminated Robert, because
he lets his hair gov til he looks
ike a Newfoundland dog before he
has It cut
We'll, wouldn't lose any sleep
over it, advised Hamilton. Mr. Som
erset is extremely proud OF his per
sonal appearance and youthful looks.
He thinks he receies better care un
del my personal supervision He has
30 dark and deadly secret" He
aughed heartily at Roberts disgust
ed countenance and began TO talk of
other things.
Ii was few DAYS later that he met
Mr. Somerset The rain was driving
down in sudden torrent. Neither
had an umbrella and. as il for once
inspired by a common thought they
turned and ran for shelter OF near
by shed
AS soon as he air lightened enough
TO see Robert could perceive the form