The evening times. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1906-1914, 1911-10-31
Mrs. Warburton's face shone again.

Mrs. Warburton's face shone again.
done by an intellectual inferior. That is right. That
is what / do. Only" she added with unconscious
Pathos. mime doesn't clean things after I've hired
1t was plain that she did not. Our visit to Mrs.
Warburton's home had taught US that.
Toward spring she came to us less frequently, and
ried note from her. explaining that she was leaving
town for the summer. regretting that time would not
permit q farewell call. and referring vaguely to q
reunion in the autumn when she returned to the city.
Jessica and looked at each other.
"She's offended" announced Jessica, positively,
but At what; in Heavens names Have you done
hastily disavowed the taeit charge.
You. perhaps. with your blunt speeches." I sug-
M }s'i Sian: :% sD:s.i in +, hst ,5 most s.n superior fash. fashion w.
burton has said more brutal things to me in one
evening NJ g., than you and ! could think Of in a month
eha we put OBJ our ,d minds tS it; That was one of her
! sighed, tor this was true. No amount of plain
speaking would hurt Mrs. Warburton. and I recalled
now that our last evening together had been UNI
usually harmonious.
Have we begun to bore her, do you think?" I
hazarded. Jessica turned upon me an expression
made up. in equal parts, of human evaporation and
"How could we bore herr" she demanded, tersely.
she has read our textbooks and she thinks we're
literary" TO this retort a reverential silence seemed
the only hitting tribute, and I gave it.
We discussed Mrs. Warburton's letter further for
a few moments; even, casually. for a few weeks.
IN i leaving town ourselves. our mental picture Of
cesses OF which lurked mysteriously a ball and chain.
1t was not until the following November that Mrs.
y ma ri ure.n emerged n. from the obscurity in which,
in the city, and our editor friend casually mentioned.
during q call one afternoon, that the distinguished
apostle of sex equality had married. We gasped in
unison.
"Whom? When?" we demanded.
Our guest confessed that the details had escaped
ut was done pretty quietly. I fancy" he haz.rded.
1T would have to be. wouldn't it, in the circuna.
stances? Wouldn't she be guyed a lot, and ali that.
TOR going back on her colors?"
lily include the change Of Mrs. Warburton,s eonyie-
Probably her husband is in sympathy with them,
planned. But it's odd she didn't tell US. I'd like to
see her again." -
The wish evidently fingered in the mind of our
edltor, tor q fortnight later he presented us with
Mrs. W!arburton's new address, which he had secured
from her publishers.
Il forgot to ask her present name" he admitted,
fin now there, " OF eo ns5ss w The. +. she he. lives. and they'll
Jessiea and ! hestated a week more over the LITTLE
slip Of paper.
mu II suP p Isst we . 1Ssal1y ,e ought W t. keep away. ! MUIR
Warburton this silence would naturally suggest a
willingness to be deprived of the delights Of our
t sHS'e.y. nn. with = f hsr !. may mean 1, a dozen other
her, or some such reason. On the whole. I thinle
we ought to look her up" ~
for we our a's e.l the It nex w. day. w. eh S;fSas|{ the tn lat late afternoon 100,
Sixty-fourth Street, which proved to be an extremely
unpretentious apartment house with rows of Are.
escapes zigzagging dizzily down its front. The jan
hand on the side of his trousers after doing SO. knew
where her Mrs. Warbutron lived.
tore. up d inrss flights s., hrst door t the left" were his
the door brought forth presently the sound Of un-
certain footsteps on the other side.
But to: one moment" said a familiar voice. "Ah.
and the subdued light of the hallway fell on the
round pink face of Professor Alphonse Olivier. II
flushed lush deeper for a moment. then beamed upon us.
citedly, delightedly. with. many gesticulations and
much speech. he ushered us in.
ol,; M n T haeo; sne PEE If: &c : :upsire'" he then ex:
hair Eat you are here. somezing burn, ceysa;ne,nsnt
e falrst day: all burned-eferyzing. But teach
hair. and she improve:-mon Diea, 'ow Eat woman i'm.
prove! 1t was re miracle, vyoinent."
We sought to leave, explaining that we would
come again. but ne would not hear of this. He led
Us into a tiny :.parlor," in which. among other
in Mrs. Warburton's former home. Some effort had
s ss,:h. made ss T.; to = it up. There were several brazen
we ave no !6lle," explained our host, with artless
eandor. my wife she do all-eferyzing. She cook.
she wash. she scrub. It ISIS her wish. teach hair
we ave not much of ze American dollaire wa;nts.
nent. Later zey come, o.i." ~
He continued to beam upon US, his slippered feet
resting comfortably. on a hassock before him. his
shabby smoking-jacket unbuttoned for greater com.
fort. The pipe he had put down at our entrance
lay t% on the the floor u r.. smelling horribly; From the kitchen.
h.; the emo OF the hall, came the clatter of dishes. the
DISK opening and closing of stovedoors. the sound
OF swift footsteps moving to and fro. An odor Of
boiling onions was waited to our ~nostrils, together
with the unmistakable scent of something b,,rn;ng
or hosts jaw dropped as this last was borne in.
1t burn..somezing," he murmured; at alwav.
6urn-somezins. But she Improve. oai, oai, she
MI. Warburton-no. Madame Olivier henceforth
came to the door at this moment, and, beholdin0
us, stood there for a trans6xed second. She was
f Snys ped in a huge calico apron; a cap was on her
hands. Suddenly dropping It, she came forward
turning first to one and then to the other Of us hes
radiant brown eyes and her queer crooked smile.
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