Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1913-10-22

nv dear Mrs. II edcroft I. she had said.
amlably. Edith thought 81 the famous.
drawing rooms in May fair and exult,
ed vastly. And MI. Medcroft too
am 30 interested In men who have q
craft. They always are worth while
really, don't you know. How like an
American Mr.. Medcroft Is! ldaresay
he gets that from having lived so long
with an American wife. And what a
darling baby! She's wonderfully like
Mr.. Medcroft. don't you think? No
one could mistake that child's father
never!' "
Edith may have gasped and looked
wildly about In quest Of help. but her
agitation went unnotced by the new
friend From that momentous hour
Mrs. Medcroft encouraged an inordi-
nate regard for the circumspect She
decided that 1t was best never to be
alone with her husband. The future
was now too precious to so unguarded
for single moment that might be un-
explainable when the triumphal hour
of revelation came to hand. She i'm.
pressed this fact upon her sister, with
the result that, while Brock was never
alone with his prudent wife. he was
seldom far from the side Of the adora-
BILE lieutenant. AS il precociously pro-
viding for an ultimate alibi, the fckle
Tootles began to show unmistakable
signs of aversion for her temporary
parent 49,. :.. ..-. ,..-.
Mrs. Rodney. being quite an old
fashioned mother. could not reconcile
herself to this untilial attitude and
gravely conf1ded to her husband that
she feared Medcroft was mistreating
his child behind their backs. e.
"'Well. the poodle likes him anyway"
protested Mr.. Rodney. who liked
Brock. land IL dog likes man he's
not altogether bad lot. If were
you I wouldn't spread the report"
Spread itr' she shifted Indignantly
"Are they not my own cousins? Twice
removed" she concluded as an after
thought. do you imagine that l
would spread it? He may be an un.
natural father. but l shall not be the
one to say so. Please bear that in
mind. Alfred"
''Well, let's not argue about it." said
Mr.. Rodney, departing before she could
disobey the Injunction.
OF course. there was no little con-
fusion at the Hotel Tyro] when 1t
came to establishing the Medcrofts
For awhile it looked as though Brock
would have to share a room with Too
ties, RELOCATING Burton to an alcove
and couch. but Constance, in strict
~ family conclave. was seized by an
/ inspiration which saved the day-or
the night. more properly speaking.
II have it, Roxbury," she cried. her
eyes dancing. You can sleep on the
balcony. A great many invalids do,
you know
"But. good heaven, I'm not an inva-
lid," he demonstrated feebly.
"Of course you're not. but can't you
say you are? It's quite simple. You
sleep in the open air because it does
your lungs so much good. Oh, but !
know! 1t isn't necessary to expand
your chest like that They're perfect
~ sound, daresay should think
you'd rather enjoy the fresh air Be-
sides. there isn't a room to be had in
the hotel"
But suppose 1t should rainv' he pro-
tested. knowing full we'll be was
doomed
"You poor boy, haven't you an um-
brella?" she cried with such a per-
fectly enhancing laugh that he would
have slept out in hailstorm to pro.
vide recompense. And so it was set
tied that he was to sleep in the small
balcony just of the baby's luxurious
room. the hotel people agreeing to
place cot there at night In order to
oblige the unfortunate guest with the
affected lung
"You are so dear and so agreeable,
Roxbury," purred Mrs. Medcroft, very
much relieved. IF ever I hear of
girl looking for nice husband I'll
recommend you"
Its all very NICE" said he with
wry grin. 'but I'm hanged If / ought
to be expected to remember all of nv
accomplishments" They were sitting
In her room, attended by the faithful
duenna, Constance. First. the eye
glass. then the English language, with
which I find I'm most unfamiliar;
| then deafness in one of my ears
l can't remember which until it's too
late, and now Pm to be a tubercular.
You've no idea how hard it is for me
to speak English against Odell- Carney.
I'm an out and out amateur beside
him. And it's horribly annoying to
have U]stervelt shouting in my ear
loud enough for everybody in the din
Ing room to hear. It's rich. tell you.
and If l didn't love you so devotedly,
Edith, I'd be on my way at this very
instant. There! feel better On
my way is the first American line i've
had. in the farce since we left Stuff.
CART. -
"And, by the way, Edith, I'm afraid
III have to punch Odell-C arney's con-
founded head before long. He's get
ting to be so friendly to me as Rox-
bury Medcroft that can't endure him
as Brock"
IL, don't understand. murmured
Edith plafntively Constance looked
up with a new interest in her ever
sprightly face.
swell. you see. he's working so hard
to square himself with Medcroft for
the break he made about the windows.
that he's taking his spite out on all
American architects. Confound him,
he persists In saying I'm all right, but
God deliver him from those demmef1