The evening world., 1912-06-19

a bare hour before. or whether II was
the even-moro-3o- than-usual grumpy
mood OF her employer. Joshua Barnes.
she could not ten. Perhaps It was nelth-
er. She refused to analyze 1t. What
ever the cause. sbo felt heavy and visit
full and sad.
From time to time the emotional Miss
Featherlngton had permitted the face
and figure Of Whitney Barnes to MT
through the corridors OF her imagina-
ton. He had walked heavily through
her dreams the night before. His
strange words OF yesterday had
strangely moved her. Desperately she
had striven to solve tho mystery. Were
they words OF love? II so, how would
Old Grim Barnes accept the declaration
from his sons lips that he loved the
humble though. yes. though beautiful
stenographer lady OF the Barnes Mus
tard Company. Limited?
Miss Featherington had half expected
to walk into Joshua Barnes's presence
that morning and meet with a torrent
Of abuse. She had rehearsed q cold and
naughty retort But her employer had
greeted her with a gruff. Good MORN
ing" and an expression that was equi-
valent to smile.
Alas! the prince had not spoken.
Marietta pounded out forty-two let
tiers containing references to as many
different kinds of assorted and selected
mustard before she succeeded In dis
missing the heir to the mustard millions
from her romantic thoughts and Great
ing a new hero in his stead. The now
hero eomeway fell down and she picked
up Lily, the Lovely Laundress." But
| even tho Lovely Lily" failed to thrill
and she laid tho book aside.
A long sigh was escaping from the
depressed maiden's bosom when the
door OF the anteroom opened and who
should enter but Whitney Barnes.
Marietta swallowed her sigh and
| clasped her hand over her palpita ting
| heart.
The young man was not alone, how
ever. and ne did not deign Miss
Featherlngton q glance as he held the
| door open and cried:
, Come in. children -
The children were mono other than
Helen and Sadie and Travers Gladwin
Nor did they deign Miss Featherington
a glance as they assembled In a little
group. talking in hushed tones and
punctuating their talk with suppressed
laughter.
BY the time whitney Barnes did turn
| 70 Marietta that young lady's nose was
elevated to an excruciating angle-sc
| mucn SO tnat sne was unable 10 IulIll
her desire to sniff. There was cold
hauteur In her stare as she met tho
smile OF Whitney Barnes and replied
TO his query:
Eyes. Mr.. Barnes. your father 70 in
and alone"
"Thank you. Miss Featherington.'
cried the young man, gally. and an In
slant later the little party OF four had
vanished behind mahogany portal.
Joshua Barnes was bent over his desk
writing, as the door opened nolselessly
and the four young people entered
When he looked up his son, Travers
Gladwln and Helen were lined up best IL
his chair, the two young men smiling
sheepishly and the girls blushing GRIM
son and looking down at the floor.
Hello, Pater." opened whitney
Barnes, "you remember Travers Glad
! win. This is Mrs. Gladwin, bride OF
sixty-seven minutes "
Old Grim Barnes WAS on his feet N
an instant with a gallant bow to Heller
and a hearty handshake for the bride
groom.
For a second or two he failed TO de-
scry Sadie, who, as per rehearsal, was