Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-07-19
The Little Heiress
BY Gouverneur Morris
Copyrighted by Charles Scribner's
Snnnl
Illustrated by the famous Amerf-
can artist, II. M. Crosby.

The Little Heiress had hunted
look. And 1t was not the hunted look
of the girl who is hunted for herself
alone. Nor the hunted look that the
hunted wears in full fight when the
chance of capture is balanced by the
chance of escape. Under fair condi-
tions chad she been worth but one
million, or even two), she might, like
the nimble jack rabbit of her native
plains, have furnished rare sport.
From two. hounds, or even half a
dozen, she might then have run like
a ghost foreseeing the strategy of
their pursuit and vanishing finally,
with a burst of speed and a joyous
laugh. But she was Weighted in the
race by many more millions than
two. On the day of her birth the
first million had come to her in the
form of a cheque, the signature in
her grandfather's trembling and hon
ored hand. On the envelope inclosing
1t he had written: "A Nest Egg, for
Baby"
But after that the millions came
to her in sad ways and in sad words.
First the heart that most loved her
ceased ito beat, and the busy fingers
that had WED with Paris and Elan
ders in sewing for the baby were
still. And they gave the baby more
millions but for a long time could
not dry her eyes. When she was 10
q. the old grandfather died, and, though
they gave her banks, and ranches,
and oil wells, and mines, she cried
for him. And after tina. she became
the one flower In the heart of a stern
gray man who owned many gardens,
Him she loved with all her strength,
and called my father with immeasur-
able pride.
Though there were never any lit
tie girls for her to play with, she
was not very different from the gen.
eral run of them. When she ran
furiously she got red in the face,
when she fell down and bumped her
nose 1t bled, and when her stomach
ached she nowled. Inc a.
lions had not yet begun to weigh her
down. 1t may be that there were not
enough. But many more were on
the way and, as before, to pay her
for the death of somebody she loved
She waited up one Christmas eve till
very late for her father to come
home. He had telegraphed that he
would come. He would come, the
secretary told her, over his pet rail-
road in his pet car with his pet en-
gineer at the throttle. and he would
make such time that the country
would gasp. But the great man came
hcme IA, ftW
pected, and in a conveyance in which
he had never ridden before. He came
feet first into the big house, carried
by soft moving men in high silk hats,
and he rode In a plain black coffin
with silver handles. But they would
not let the Little Heiress look at his
face. and she learned somehow-from
one of the servants l think-that
had added to the horror of the
accident" ,
But to comfort her there came her
. fathers lar " ana J f
present of the railroad that had
killed her father and other railroads.
He gave her this million and that
may be hundred of them and more,
but she could not be comforted.
Thus all those who really loved the
ll1Ille t1o1TeSS pdSoSu oth "a hSi hANf
and she was taken to live with her
fathers sister. Aunt Katharine. who
learned to love her after a while.
Aunt, Katharine and her husband
lived when their household was sta
tionary in one of several houses. They
had two white ones, made of marble
one that stood on corner and looked
over Central Park, in New York city,
and one that was In Newport and
looked over the ocean.
The Little Heiress had hunted
look. All the afternoon she had been
hunted with cards and cut flowers.
And now she was being hunted by the
phaianx of shirtfronts. ~
It would surround her, then 1t would
open to let forth the Little Heiress
and shirtfront with which she had
agreed to dance. AS rule. she looked
very little and like child against the
man with whom she was dancing. and
when II was time to tell him that she
could not sit out the next dance with
him in the conservatory she had to
turn up her face to him to do so. And
then she looked so little, so sweet and
enticing, just the way a pansy looks,
that, as one man, the phalanx ground
its teeth.
"If | were poor she thought to
herself. "there might be a man or two
waiting for me (she had Just seen her
face, that was so like a pansy, in a
long mirrar). but now IT has to be just
sbirtfronts." 4'6 ss -
The face that the Little Heiress
liked to look at was rather a proud
voting face, that kept itself apart
/. from the phalanx. When the man
who owned the face thought that 1t
was his duty to dance with the Little
Heiress he would cut through the
pfialanx as yacht cuts through
, water and ask her. And she would
be ready for him with her gladdest'
smile; just such smile as the beau
tiful lady wore when the hero res
cued her from the horrible sea mon
ster.a But gladdest smiles, and the
little hand on his arm, made very
little impression on Proud Face
When, for hospitality received, or any
reason as good II was his duty to
ask her to dance, he asked her; when
1T was not his duty, he didn't. He
won't ask me again tonight sighed
the Little Heiress to herself, 80 don't
stop, music--don't stop"
But the music stopped, and Proud
Face, conducting the Little Heiress
to Aunt Katharine land the advance
guard of the approaching phalanx),
bowed and said 1t had been a pleas
ure. and left her. Then the hunted
look came back to her, and before
she could smile upon her tormentors
she had to deal with a restless tear.
My dear" said Aunt Katharine,
somebody has put his, foot through
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