The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1913-07-31
Love or
Money?
By CLARISSA MACKIE

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~ 81 shall marry for love-"
Azalia Bonner had sighed sentimen.
tally.
A merry light came into Dell Hor.
toms blue eyes. She dearly loved to
shock the romantic soul Of Azalia, her
bosom friend.
a." uttered Dell, with mock inten-
sity, shall marry for money!
"Dell!" breathed the Mortified Axaiia.
"Why notY' queried Dell lightly as
she slipped into her loose coat.
Azalla made no reply for a moment.
She was busy adjusting this sordid re-
mark to the otherwise charming and
gentle minded Dell. Azalia had her
own plans for her friend. Dell was to
marry Rudey BIenck and In a meas.
urea small measure, mind you-con-
sole him for the loss of Azalia herself,
for Azalla loved not the fair haired
Rudey and had broken the news to
him.
But you will never be happy. DELL"
said Azalia seriously. "Why should
you sell yourself to some toothless old
man who"
"Azalia! Please don't suggest that |
might not attract a young millionaire"
leased Dell as she led the way from
the fashionable tea room where the
conversation had taken place.
81 never thought Of that, dear" ad
mitted Azalia. You know In novels
and newspaper headings it's always
the other way round. Have you-ever
have you ever thought much about
II, Dell? l mean. have you calculated
just how rich he must be?" An eager
light was in her eyes.
Dell yawned. Dear me. mol | am
80 poor myself that almost any sum Of
money over $4,000 would appear to
be q fortune"
Then Rudey would dor blurted
forth Azalia excitedly.
Dell stared ~incredulously. "Rudey
Blenck?" she asked
Eyes. Of course. He's q DEAR" cried
Azalia, loyal to her discarded sutton.
"Then why don't you marry him.
dearT" asked Dell sweetly.
II don't love him." explained Azalia
~sorrowfully.
Neither do l." retorted Dell crisply.
"But you said you didn't care. You
wanted to marry for money. And. oh.
dear Dell, I have just remembered that
I had to be at that stupid tailor's at 3
o'clock. VIII you come with meT'
II can't, Azalia. l am going to read
to Aunt Pamela Griffin. She's confined
to the house with another attack of
rheumatism. Goodby. See you tomor-
row." She waved her hand at Azalia
as the latter turned down the avenue
and disappeared in the crowd
Dell forgot all about the foolish con
versation the instant Azalia had left
her. Azalia was SO intensely romantic
from the everyday heart to heart ex.
change Of sentiment that was becom-
ing the conversational food Of her
friend. As a healthy reaction from
this overdose Of sentiment Dell had
formed the habit Of applying douches
of cold, calculating. practical, worldly
wise opinions. Azalia shrank under
this treatment and secretly worried
about Dell. But she still chung to the
fanciful idea that she could not marry
Rudey because she did not love him
enough when as a matter Of fact she
adored him. 1t was indeed romantic
to observe Rudey pining away for love
Of her.
Meantime Rudey Blenck had quite
the opposite opinion.
While Dell waited on the orner for
q bus she was not thinking Of Azalia
Bonner o Of Rudey Blenck nor of her
Aunt Pamela Griffin. She raj think
ing Of Stanley Rem, who was Azalia's
cousin and a poor young physician who
had just opened his irst office.
Azalia Bonner left the tailor's in a
beati1c state Of mind. for her new
gown was a decided success. The mo.
ment she started up the avenue toward
home her thoughts dew directly to her
misguided friend Dell.
II simply can't have her marry for
money! groaned Azalia. beginning to
worry over the matter.
"Well little cousin. why d wor-
riedT' and Stanley Rem fell into step
beside her. "Rudey committed sui.
cide?"
Azalia stopped short. what do you
meanT" she demanded, wide eyed
"Where II her"
AT the club. MISUNDERSTANDING him.
self to deathi I shall declare It suicide
n I'm asked to sign his death certn-
cate" returned Rem c~heerfully.
"Humphl" smiled the aggrieved
Axalia. They wouldn't call you in.
Stani They might II It was q Gator
something like that!" she ended cut
tingly.
"A puppy. perhapsf" asked the doc
tor ~innocently.
II don't know what u the matter
with everybody today" complained
ASalia at last First Dell Horton de-
clares she Is going to marry for money
80 sordid. you know. I wouldn't
have believed It Of Dell. would you.
Stanlexr"
DR.. Rsnn's face had lost its merry
humor. Il was quite white. and bis
hassl syss looked black BY contrast
mo" hs said rather CURLY; ~
wouldn't You are sursr' He despissd
himself for asking this question.
SShs said % repeatedly" averred
A2alia earnestly. ~You ne, Stanley.