Arizona republican., 1912-03-16
W hats Ours
--N-- By WlNONA GODFREY Copyright, 1910, by the Pearson
 Publishing Col

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 Said that if married him it would ruin him.
 "Oh, they al.'ays say that" observed Christabel. That's quite the stock | phrase"
 T thought of you ventured Sydney. You married rich man-and you look happy-and he does not seem 10 | be ruined"
 We are happy" There was a thrill | in Christabels voice Butt is not always safe to draw parallels. Now. with us. Mir. Burke's money was his | own, he had no family he cared noth- | ing for society. and neither did l. Con sequcntly we have gone our own gait We have been wholly independent Could it be so with you?"
 Sydney shook her head doubtfully. I'm afraid. from what he said that Nr. Tremper must be someway depend ent on his father"
 'Tremper?"
 Sydney blushed. "I didn't mean to but-it doesn't matter"
 Christabel nodded her head slowly. An, I sec
 You know the Trempers?" Not personally. | know something about them though. from hearsay. They're kind of family, I think" Christabel continued thoughifully. much more common in the East than out West here. Very aristocratic. as you said-not to say snobbish" She made wry little face. Tt seems to me one of the daughters married an Englishman with title Of some sort"
 Sydney caught a half-sob in her throat. From the moment when she had beheld his mother. the gulf between Tremper and~herself had seemed to widen until ii was becoming an abyss in depth, a chasm in width-wholly i'm. passable
 But turning an abstract lover into definite Tremper. served to poin, Christabels view of the matter. What does MT. Tremper think about all this?"
 Sydney admitted that she had really not discussed it with him Christabel broke in with sudden conviction.
 Believe me. it all depends on what he is. What is best for you to do de pends on what sort of man he is. Can he stand alone. or is his family's sup port, his social position. vital to him? Are you essential 10 his life-doeS he really love you, or-forgive me is it Only-''
 Sydney closed her eyes. her lips quivered "I think-T hope he does
 Then" cried Christabel, leave the decision to him. You are willing 10 bear what comes, I know You are only thinking of him now. Let him decide for himself Oh, my dear it seems 10 me We let such trivial thiucs stand in the way of our lives and our happiness, Why. when [ was working in the store as you are now. thought l would do anything for money and ease and beauty and all the things we miss so much. These things are pleas ant, 1t would be foolish 10 deny it. but now that I have them. I see that they are really unimportant beside the big things, the things that really mat ter, It is my love for Val. his for me. that makes us happy. not all this," Her gesture relegated the luxury of her surroundings 10 it's real position of minor im mportance. If your man is tEe right sort. you can give him what his money and his family and their family pride never could. As for the right of it. why should VIC let some Of the worlds foolish little barries keep HIS from our own? This is Tremper's test. If he says Come, I'm a man in my own right anyway. and know what I want then I say. g. with him. ] But if he hesitates-ah, we'll" she | gave little shrug
 Sydney understood. Yes. T must be l better 10 let people decide things out of | their own hearts. instead Of trying To | make them do what maybe ly seems | right 10 you. When she rose tu 20. | Christabel took both her hands You'll let me know. won't you, hov i it all comes out? And oh. l hope it all | comes out right" And Mrs. Burke | kissed the little Shop-girl. and knew | that she was surely her sister under l the skin. z
 Sydney felt the calm in her heart | that comes when the heart says. "I | have decided,' That Christabels wis dom would have seemed the sheerest folly to the world that calls itself pyac- ficdi did not trouble her-did not, in fact, occur to her.
 The lozg car-ride across town brought her eventually 10 her own dingy neighborhood. It was 8 still, dark night. and she hurried along the lonely block. without noticing a man n front Of her until he had planted him self before her.
 She stopped short. "Oh-h."
  asked Trempsr, taking her hands.
 She thought that even in this dim street-light she had never seen him look so boyish, so full of vitality. so And this look in him brought a note of tenderness to her little laugh. "I won't tell"
 I've been waiting for you. oh, well. maybe not so long. but it seemed long," His tone deepened. Sydney. I've been through the mill tonight. My mother and I have been having it hot and heavy all evening. I won't try to put it politely-but if I marry you, she says she'll see that I'm disinherited, sent to the right-about gen erally."
 Sydney looked into his eyes-a straight. frank, level gaze.
 "Well?" she said, simply.
 His hands gripped hers. I've been