El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1911-10-13

! disliked her. Kathleen returned the
call q few days later, but at that time
Eleanor had left the city to spend the
week end with her cousin, Mrs. Dun
| meade.
Twenty-four hours in the governors
I mansion made Eleanor regret her visit
The beautiful sympathy and simplicity
/ Of the Dunmeade household. by their
/ very contrast recalling her own Unhap-
( py marriage, made her life seem unut-
terably empty. The afternoon Of her sec
ond day at 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 a
/ proclamation, tiptoed back to her room,
! where she brooded disconsolateIy on
| her loneliness. Not until the COVER
nors footsteps sounded along the hall
way did she venture to return to Mrs.
/ Dunmeade. The youngest child, a lit
tie boy Just learning to walk. was rub
bling his eyes sleepily, and Eleanor,
taking him into her arms, crooned a
slumber song to him while Mrs. Dun
meade sewed-
81 always make the little ones
! clothes myself" Mrs. Dunmeade ex-
planned.
Eleanor nodded Understandings 81
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Of my own. and I wouldn't leave them
to a nurse" She held the little sleep
er closer. q 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.
Du1meade said softly. so as not to
disturb the baby's slUmber. but
soon got over that We've been here
six years now, and I'll hate to leave
it. 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
city's politicians Robert McAdOo."
Eleanor. almost dropped the child in
her establishment. Robert McAdooi"
you know him, thenF' Mrs. Dun
meade's question convicted her Of du-
plicity. since Paul Remington had
written her, con6ding to her a little
Of his trouble
The child stirred uneasily, and Flea
nor hummed a few bars Of the slum-
Der song before she answered
Eyes. I've met him three times In
my life. And be hates me"
Later in the afternoon the governor
came in, accompanied by MurcheIl
who had left the municipal campaign
In Adelphia to be at a conference with
Robert McAdoO.
Dusk had fallen when the little
group broke up to dress for dinner
Mrs. Dunmeade went with Eleanor to
the Iatter's room.
How pretty may we look tOnightT'
Eleanor asked smilingly.
"Our very pretiest," Mrs. Dun
meade smiled back.
But won't Mr.. NcAdOo''-
Mrs. Dunmeade interrupted laugh
ingly. My dear. you don't know the
American man. If you've never seen
Robert McAdOO in the evening L prom
ise you a surprise You'll forget the
mill hand and tough politician"
Then he Is a tough pOlidcian?"
Judge for yourself tonight" And
Mrs. Dunmeade with a twinkle in her
eyes left Eleanor alone. The latter
proceeded to make a very careful toilet
When she descended to the library
she found Murchen there alone. He
greeted her with a courtly bow.
"Win you allow an old man to say
that you are a very beautiful young
lady, Mrs. GilbertY'
She dropped him a courtesy. 81 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, and
promptly changed the subject
'Who are these dignifed gentlemen
looking down on us2 Governors 2"
''Yes-that is"- And beginning with
the portrait Of the states first gov
ernor, a distinguished Revolutionary
soldier and statesman, he guided
Eleanor around the room, telling her
briefly what each man had done OF
failed to DO. 1t was not always an
honorable tale. The last, hung in an
obscure corner, was Dunmeade's, [
painted and hung during his first term.
Eleanor studied It In silence for a few
moments.
Hes a good man, isn't hep she ask
ed at last
Murchen answered with deep feeling. |
'The best I know and the most mis- |
understood"
The governor and his wife entered.
as it a secret?" the latter asked
gayly. Mrs. Dunmeade was very hap
by that evening.
'1Ir. MurcheH has been telling me