News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1914-05-27

we're twenty-four. can feel Rob's
hands gripping mine yet: o, Fannie
| please see her for me-the senator
doesn't approve of it, And the tears
you shed on my shoulder, Katherine
why, it feels wet to think of it,"
20! Fannie!" Katherine's voice was
not as firm as usual.
Il always said" the woman per-
sisted, Rob, she'll come home to you
in the end"
81 think I'll go back and listen to
the discussion" and Bob flung dis.
gustedly out of the room. At the door
he almost collided with Merritt. Katn-
crime had hurried out to see a reporter
who wanted the whereDres and the
why's Of the dinner party to Shade
Il can't possibly get away, dear,
Merritt explained to his wife. 1--WE
been buttonholed by some men from
up the state. Shall you wait or go
home-frst?"
Mrs. Merritt refused to be dis
missed in that peremptory fashion.
"Ill wait" she returned with acid
sweetness. Then if you are not ready
I'll run along"
SHADES had an ovation tonight"
Merritt informed her, nodding toward
the smoking-room. THE big out-of-
town men are all here. Some of em
in there yet. He's big, Fannie. He's
big. We can't deny that. The brute
attacks his point with all the force of
a sledge hammer"
yes, that's what you lack
punch!" his wife turned on him petu-
lantly.
You're showed under" she COM
planned, bitterly. IF you'd taken my
advice you wouldn't have come to this
Slade feed tonight. What's your pa
per for, she demanded, "if you can't
attack your rival candidate in its col
umns? Anyone would think you want
ed to make him governor-instead of
yourself"
81 can't attack him publicly" Mer-
rift retorted. He'd put up glue fac
tories facing our property and, with
" Au4AO bICCEC DlON ln6 Jul way
phew My position is very difficult.
Of course, elections a long way ahead,
but I'm the only stick in his puddle"
Yes, you're a big stick" she
tainted. why don't you do some
thing?"
What can do?" he groaned. 1--WE
been told tonight by no less than four
men that they won't support me again. .
And Strickland's speech introducing ,
Slade was masterpieces"
"Yes-Strickland's masterpieces are |
concocted by his daughter, we all
know that. Just as write your stuff"
she finished with hateful emphasis on
the possessive.
My DEAR l wish you'd be more .
CAREFUL" warned Merritt, making /
sure that the door leading into the
smoking-room was closed.
Your Message TO the Farmer'-that 7
made you famous! What did | ever
get for writing it?" and with self-satis-
fled deliberateness she arranged her
self carefully in a low-seated chair
near the fireplace.
Il never denied that you had a
mans BRAIN" placatingly, drawlingly,
darling"
"Yes-I'm the family mosquito that
buzzes behind your ears. God help
us if it wasn't for me. Did you ask
the senator for the $4,000 l want?"
She demanded.
He can't" Merritt was huddled IN
the nearest chair. The subject had
been causing him appetiteless days
and sleepless nights. When a woman
Of Fannie Merritt's persistency and
,enacity wants something a man can't
get then that man is very likely to be
ragged into desperation.
You look out, Wesley" she an
swered, alarm breaking the careful
of her voice. That's the
first time he ever refused u.s."
He's broke-dead broke. | don't
know how he can keep this up. The
nearly out. That's why
he's sticking to Slade."
Well, l don't care how you get It
want it. It's vital. I've got to have.
len thousand to go to Europe. Every
DOdy's going-Mrs Webb, Mrs. ODon-
hell" and her voice trailed of into
pettish whine.
Yes, I know all about that crowd, ,