The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1912-11-14

I've heard from the young man.
He proposes to hold US to the COM
pact"
But he and have never met"
That's why I'm having your por7
trait painted, my dear-that he may
see what you're like before coming
to claim you"
"Oh-h!" Penelope gasped, taking a
step forward as IL to tear the canvas
in shreds, Il won't marry him, Sc
there! You were silly dad, ever tc
get mixed up in such foolishness
You've got yourself into a pretty
mess"
"But there's money involved-a tidy
sum-$5000
She wheeled on him. so you'd
barter your daughters happiness"
she flashed.
ut isn't the money, child, but a
solemn compact made with the dead
must be kept" He looked down into
the mutinous face. his strong lips
tightening. Penelope, you've had
your own way ever since you were
born. Now it's my turn. You are in
duty bound to marry this man. Marry
him you shall"
az shall-shall II" she Knocked, with
glittering eyes.
You ought to know your daughter
to well to make so rash declaration"
Suddenly catching her breath in a
sob, she flung herself into his arms.
ooh, it's too ridiculous. Now give
me kiss, dear old dad, and let the
whole miserable business drop"
The brow beaten man had been too
long under the little tyrant's dominion
to press the point.
Penelope had a wretched night
Dimly she realized why marriage with
this stranger whose name she did not
know. was so obnoxious to her
When she took her pose for the
next mornings sitting her pretty face
had lost its rosy freshness, a teary
look was about her eyes. Owen Deer
ing dashed on the colors recklessly for
a few moments, then threw down the
brush.
Miss Brady, what is ito" he cried
huskily. please tell me"
Look and tone were too much for
Penelope Flinging her hands over
her face she broke into low, nervous
sobbing.
"Oh, I'm the most unhappy girl in
the world"
What about, Penelope, my darl-
ing?"
That was the straw too much
Down went her hands and down went
her head upon his shoulder. In a
stormy gust Of excitement she told
him everything.
81 could always twist dad around
my finger! Now he's firm as a rock
Oh what shall do?"
Marry me-" Deering whispered
eagerly.
dad would never consent"
Wen elope'
Bright color came into Penelope's
cheeks. She was so stepped in will
fulness and perversity. the suggestion !
appealed to her powerfully Then
came the thought CT the big. silent
father who had never denied her any
thing in all her cherished life.
"Oh no, couldn't get married with. /
out dad" she cried. And then. in
the next breath ooh. 7 know what
Wen do, Wen clasp hands and make
a solemn vow to marry each other;
and never never to marry anybody
else, It will be a thousand times
hin5iDn ho+ Ill
Of two irresponsible children"
Deering nodded and smiled. What. ,
ever you say" he replied
"Now" cried Penelope. when the
whimsical suggestion had been acted
upon, well beard the lion in his
den
Several hours later, two flushed,
radiant people entered unheralded .
Colonel Brady's city Office. The col. .
onol regarded them fixedly a moment,
then shut and boltod the door.
Good morning, young people. What .
can I do for you?"
It was Penelope 2ho replied. .
Dad" she said in a rather shaky
voice Major Graham's nephew will .
have to look elsewhere for a bride. .
Please write and tell him so. I've .
promised to marry Owen Deering: .
and I will not go back on my word"
Colonel Brady wore a broad grin .
as he met her mutinous gaze.
al right, my dear And now that .
you two have settled things between .
You, I may as we'll tell you something .
Owen here is the majors nephew" /
Penelope fell back a step, trembling .
with anger as she realized what a
trick had been played upon her BY the .
parent she had worsted, heretofore, |
in every battle.
Ovens arm slipped quickly about
her waist
I'D seen you-fallen in love with .
you-before the portrait was ever
thought Of" he whispered. Forgive
me, dear, for falling in with your ia.
theirs scheme. Don't let IT turn YOU
against me. You-you've promised
to marry me. you know"
$50 l have" smiled Penelope, sud.
denly relenting.
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