The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1914-08-01
The Eoenins Story
Ellen Interferes. y
(By Virgins Kline. }

Ellen Interferes.
| (By Virginia Klfne.)
Ellen Day sat by the sunny window
upstairs edging Maisie Days beautiful
wedding veil with delicate. fairylike
stitch. Her head was full Of Thoughts
| of the great church wedding tomor-
row. her heart OF sorrow for the part
Ing with her only close relative, the
little sister. eight years younger than
herself and mothered by her from
orphaned babyhood.
The sour-fa ed aunt who had looked
after both had passed on to her faith
ers long ago. The two girls with theiI
modest homo AID scant income wealth
cred life as best they could with Ell
lens added earnings.
A sob sounded from Maisie's room
Ellen was up in an instant. hurryine
Maisie. with her fluffy, fhir hair
streaming. had thrown herself II
childish abandon upon the bed
crumpling her dainty frock without q
Qualm.
"Maisie = child = what in the
Ellen gathered Maisie in her ten
der arms.
I'm SO unhappy - so - unhappy
gasped poor little Maisie.
Tell it to sister," said Ellen.
And presently Maisie did. I'VE
We've had another-quarrel.''
Maisie-not today"
"Yes-today-on the way to the re-
hearsal.''
Your wedding rehearsal?"
Yes. l could hardly go through II.
All the girls and boys were there and
all his people-and everyone"
What happened?" Ellen's lips
pursed severely. Her face whitened.
II =
'He-he was 80 erosion the wav
up; so irritable over every single
thing. Nothing did or said pleased
MIN. He's always scolding me-
Wny-he's nothing but kid out
OF college. How dare hop"
Hes always had everything his
own way. Hes marrying poor girl.
He's just 4 bit afraid won't make the
impression he wants me to. He's g
proud
Proud! I should think he would
be-with you for q bride-you dar.
ling. incurred Ellen. choking with
rage.
20 Ellen-Ellen-I'm AFRAID.
Afraid OF what?'
MY future Ellen-oh-I haven't
told you how I've cried many q time
why didn't you throw him over
why have you given imp
-1Al1&1--EIll0n. G0nTaR00i2
the girl and Ellen quite understood.
|. There was q sharp ring at the front
doorbell.
There he isl whispered Maisie.
clasping Ellen more tightly. II don.i
want to see him now I suppose he
wants to make it up, but I don't want
to see him.
"Oh, Ellen-what-',
Waltz"
And before Maisie could more than
feebly protest Ellen had flown down
the cheaply carpeted stairs to meet the
rich mans son Who had caused his
little bride to weep at the eleventh
hour.
Forbes Richardson was a f,ne-loot,n~
masterful youngster of about twenty.
two, with charming manners. a good
mead. strong athletic body and slightly
wilful mouth.
Hello. Ellen he said, somewhat
abashed. Where's Maisie?"
In my room." stated Ellen CURLY.
May go up?''
You may not" said Ellen.
Why not?''
Because want your attention for a
few minutes myself
oh. very WELL Forbes shrugged hi.
shoulders. They went into the bare
looking. scrimpy parlor. q sharp con-
trast 70 the artistic, spacious Richard
son drawing-room. what IL II. Ellen !?
This is the Gay before my wedding. Won
know. I'd like to have quiet talk
with my BRIDE"
Exactly." said Ellen, none too an
couraginely. But perhaps I'd like you
to give some thought to the fact that
It may be Maisie's wedding day, too,
dian had hcart-to-hcart talk with her
possible husband"
May be-poseible-what do VIM
mean?" fiared the boy.
What say. Maisie il all have
In this world. She's everything to me
more 80 because haven't married
ard feel It almost a tragedy to five her
up. Now. I'm perfectly willing to rive
her up to happiness. but I absolutely
refuse to give her up to misery"
II don't think T.
oh. yes you do. You undern<sud
perfectly. You know you made Maiafe
unhappy this afternoon By bickering
crit1cim. and you've made her un-
happy before It's not too late. we
can easily call the occasion on tomor-
row. and each Of you win flnd . more
suitable mate
Forbes sprang to his feet. pale With
Tear. Are you in earnest7''
Never 30 In earnest In all nv life.''
And looking At El1en's splendidly de.
tefmlneo lace, ne did NOT repeat tho
'sWhy-all the cards are out, the gifts
tn, the rehearsal over our apartment
furnished. our journey mapped every
-.. :.Whs. have these 70 do Win hap
what Of the scandal
s1Bcant1ali The only scandal worth
talking shout would be that I. Who love
my little mOtheriess sister. permit her