El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1912-11-04

evening toys" TT is a dirty, stormy
night" she had told them, so come
right along in outing clothes, uanneIs,
or whatever you happen to have on at
the present moment" They had Obeyed
her orders. and the old bachelor had
an oVerdressed and artificial air InaI
filled Beatrice's heart with sudden
pity for him. She smiled sWeetly as
he came toward her, hand extended
Good evening"" she said. eSs We
were Just talking about you" she re-
peated. "and saying nice things, too.
Weren't we, Mr. Maynard2' appealing
to Paul for a confirmation Of her
You were doing all the talking, and
saying many nice things he declared.
banteringly Then he shook hands
cordially with Blanchard
Come Join our group around the
fire andRget as warm and comfortable
as we are" he said genially to the
still mortified man. Robert Maynard
simply remarked, How do you dOE
and turned away to look at some
photographs that lay on the table.
Beatrice felt a glow OF increased Tx
ing for Paul. and she flashed a smile
of gratitude at him that made him
feel that he had pleased her, and that
the effort to do so had been wei
worth while.
Comfortably seated in front Of the
fire Henry Blanchard gradually be-
came once more as much at ease as
Me usually was in his nlece's house,
and was soon launched on an account
of The arrangements he was maklng
for his sOjourn at the Cedar CHI
~ HNrd to Get a Good Bed.
ST alwaSSs, when I am going to spend
any time in~<2ne place, try TO get tns
Kind of bed I IKE" he affirmed 1t
must he a bafr~Snattress laid on top
Of a feather bed .Eou would pc sur
prised.'' he declared, gains around az
the company as If maklng>-s' me- ~,
interesting statement, how much-es-- -,
ficulty 1 have in getting such a bedN
Indeed" murmured Paul, sympa-'
thetically. But Helen looked a little
ashamed of her uncle, while Roberts
expression was family contemptuous.
Beatrice's eyes were fixed on the fire
It seemed to her as If, in some subtle
way. she was responsible for the old
mans dizziness and lack Of convention
atty.
yes, so shall have TO order my bed
sent out from town Then, too, must
have fine cambria sheets. Linen sheets
are too cold and give me rheumatism.
and ordinary cotton ones are too
coarse
Helen sprang to her feet She could
listen to this kind of thing no longer
Why do we SIT here doing moth
ing" she demanded, when Beatrice
plays delightfully."- and sings divinely.
and the piano is waiting to be usedT'
The diversion was welcome to most
of the party. Robert Maynard, watch
ing, might have found it interesting
to see just how much of fool Henry
Blanchard would make Of himself, and
just how much his manner would en-
barrass the widow But Paul eX-
traTagantly fond of music, clapped his
hands delightedly. and, bowling before
Beatrice, offered to escort her to the
piano Blanchard stepped around
briskly to the widows other hand.
I shall take my place beside you
and turn your music Tor yOu,' he re-
marked in a low voice.
But Beatrice's quick wits spared her
this inflictiOn, for. without a moments
hesitation, she spoke
oh, thank you, Mr.. Blanchard she
said gently. yet decidedly but Paul
Maynard has already asked to be al
lowed to do that, I think"
She shot an appealing glance from
under her long lashes at Paul, and it
was not in vain, for he followed her
lead Immediately.
Indeed. I have not only asked for
the privilege. but ] shall insist upon
claiming it," he declared CALAMITY
The fact that I have no music here
to be turned makes no difference. I
hOpe2" queried Beatrice softly as she
took her seat at the Instrument
mo difference at all he replied in
the same low tone.
And the widow looked at him again
with eyes over trimming with graft
tude.