Daily public ledger. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1892-191?, 1912-08-16
Fate Of EIfnda

Elfrida Mooner had been well
brought up. Her mother had seen
to that with the painstaling care of
one who herself has learned through
experience.
Elfrida knew at once when con-
fronted by a bouillon spoon that 1t
was not cream scoop and she had
a great scorn for a young man who
walked on the wrong side Of one
upon the street. She always signed
/ her formal letters Most cordially
yours" and spoke OF her mother as
'm-mah," and with the accent care
fully placed on the last syllable.
! So ii is easily realized that ire
mendous self-control was required on
Elfrida's part to endure the young
man who sat next to her at the dance
given by the Royal order of Brothers
of Something-or-Other in Elton Cor
ners, where she was visiting some
hitherto unknown cousins.
When the young man at the dance
had broken the ice by saying that
it was a pretty party Elfrida had re-
coiled. He had not been introduced!
| Everybody seemed to know everybody
else In this town and she could not
get used to such a situation.
There was something familiar
| about the young mans face as FL
frida stared at him, but when the
full sweep of recollection rolled across
her and she recalled wildly that she
had seen him in Reston's butcher
! shop Elfrida almost choked He was
a nice looking young man. Dimly
she recalled that his father was Res
ton, who owned the shop. Perhaps
this young man cut off steaks and
sliced baconl
Il think not" Elfrida said family
when young Reston asked If she would
dance that waltz.
"All right; the next one, then" he
said as a matter of course. Then
he went to hunt for another partner.
Elfrida's cousins listened wonder
ingly a moment later to her fire of
questions and her tale OF woe.
why on earth shouldn't Ned Res
ton ask you to dancer" they inquired.
'He goes with every one, and we've
grown up with him! He went to the
college across the river and is good
looking! Why shouldn't he go to the
same parties as we?"
Her sense of being wronged was
hard to maintain, because young Res
ton had proved himself a good dancer
when he had come back and taken his
waltz. Elfrida had touched his arm
with the tips OF her fingers and had
tried not to breathe as she went
through the ordeal.
The next night Ned Reston called
and her cousins seemed to assume
that the call was meant for their
guest, for they gradually disappeared
and left her the burden Of entertain
ing him. Only strict sense of duty
to a guest under ones roof prevented
her from rising and bidding him good
night. She resolved in a kind OF
cold fury to have 1t out with her
cousins after he left and It was when
she was taking out her hairpins later
that she realized with a start that
she had forgotten to do so. She had
been thinking about western story
that Reston had told her. In angry
disgust she admitted that he could
talk we'll. Still. the faint of the
bucher shop hung over it all.
Elfrida writhed the next day when
her cousins frankly joked her about
her catch" She felt dsgraced.
vraro p{Oufpc onA
festivities to which every one went
in crowds Ned Reston singled out FL.
frida as a matter of course and no.
body acted as though It was in the
least extraordinary. Nobody tried TO
help her evade him. It was impos.
sible to make her cousins realize the
fine line of distinction which made
it right for her to evade him.
Elfrida felt her brain lettering, espe,
clally as it grew harder and harder
for her to realize in Ned Reston's
company that the situation was i'm,
possible for a we'll brought up young
girl. Finally the young part van,
pushed the we'll brought up section
OF Elfrida's nature and with a little
thrill Of exquisite horror she realized
that Ned Reston was making love to
her and that she liked It.
II was some time after Elfrida's
mother was told that her daughter
was going to marry Ned, whose father
was buying him a half interest in
the leading hardware store in Elton
Corners, that she discovered the dark
fact that this affluant parent owned
the village meat market.
Wen never, never speak OF it,"
she gasped to Elfrida in anguished
dismay. The trousseau was nearly
finished and she really couldn't break
of the match. MY poor child! How
could you, how could you!"
Elfrida regarded her mother in med. !
itative curiosity as though recalling
the time when she. too. had felt that |
way. Then she laughed-not a well
brought up laugh, but an amused |
my goodness" she said recklessly. |
Things like that don't seem to make |
n bit OF difference to me now!"-
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