The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1911-11-16


only patronage. and Eleanor. chilled
was convinced that the older woman
disliked her Kathleen returned the
call u few days later. but al that time
Eleanor had left the city TO spend the
week end with her cousin. Mrs. Dun
meade
Twenty-four hours in the governors
The beautiful sympathy and simplicity
OF the Dunmcade household. by their
very contrast recalling her own unhap
by marriage, made her life seem unut
terribly empty. The afternoon OF her see
ond day az the capitol she had gone TO
Mrs. Dunmeade's sitting room and had
surprised the governor there romping
with the children while his wife looked
smilingly on
Eleanor, unnoticed and feeling her
presence in the pretty little group
proclamation. tiptoed back TO her room.
where she broOded disconsolately on
her loneliness. Not until the Cover
nor's footsteps sounded along the hall.
way did she venture TO return to Mrs
Dunmeade The youngest child III
tie boy just learning to walk, was rub
bing his eyes sleepily. and Eleanor.
taking him into her arms. crooned q
slumber song To him while Mrs Dun
meade Sewcd
Il always make the little ones
planned.
Eleanor nodded UNDERSTANDINGS. Il
know | would myself If had babies
OF my own. and wouldn't leave them
to nurse She held the little sleep
er closer 81 understand now how
you could leave your beautiful home
and all your old friends to come here"
at was a little hard at first" Mrs.
Dunmeade said softly. so as not to
disturb the baby's slumber. but I
soon got over that. We've been here
six years now. and I'll bate to leave
1t. I've had John and the children.
and our old friends, the best Of them
at least. visit us often. Occasionally.
too. we meet very interesting people.
BY the way. we are to have one such
for dinner this evening. one of your
citys politicians. Robert McAdoo."
Eleanor almost dropped the child in
her establishment. Robert McAdoo"
You know him. then Mrs. Dun
meade's question convicted her of du-
plicity. since Paul Remington had
written her. coniiding to her a little
of his trouble.
( The child stirred uneasily, and Flea.
nor hummed a few bars Of the stun
Der song before she answered.
/ Yes. I've met him three times in
my life. And he hates me-"
Later In the afternoon the governor
came in. accompanied by Murcbell.
who had left the municipal campaign
in Adelphia 10 be ut conference with
| Robert McAdoo
/ Dusk had fallen when the little
/ group broke up TO dress for dinner.
Mrs. Dunmeade went with Eleanor TO
the latters room.
How pretty may we look tonight
Eleanor asked smilingly.
Our very prettiest," Mrs. Dun.
meade smiled back.
But won't Mr.. McAdoo'-
/ Mrs. Dunmeade interrupted laugh
ingly. My dear, you don't know the
American man. If you've nSyer seen
/ Robert McAdoo in the evening prom
Use you surprise. You'l forget the
mill hand and tough politician"
Then he is n tough politician"
/ Judge for yourself tonight" Ant
Mrs. Dunmeade with twinkle in nel
/ eyes left Eleanor alone. The latter
proceeded to make n very careful toilet
When she descended to the library
she found Murchel there alone. lie
greeted her with a courtly bow
"Will you allow an old man to say
that you are very beautiful young
| lady, Mrs GilbertT
She dropped him courtesy. II as
sure you, I'm not half so good as I'm
! good TO look at"
But | expect you to be. You mustn't
disappoint me-"
She shook her head, laughing. ant
promptly changed the subject.
who are these dignified gentlemen
/ looking down on us2 Governors?"
"Yes-that is And beginning witt
! the portrait Of the states first gov
ernor, distinguished Revolutionary
soldier and statesman. he guided
Eleanor around the room. telling hel
briefly what each man had done OF
failed 10 do II was not always al
honorable tale. The last hung In al
| obscure corner. was Dunmeade's
| painted and hung during his first term
Eleanor studied II in silence for n few
moments
He's n good man. isn't he ~ she ask
! ed ~ last
| Muwhell answered with deep feeling
The best | know and the most mis-
| understood"
I The governor and his wife entered.
! ia IL secret the latter asked
gayly. Mrs DuDmeade was very hap
! ny that evening.
"Mr Murchell has been telling me