The Glenwood post., 1914-02-07


Couldn't yos."
pleasure.
Why - yss ~ sseA thinss~ -
seribhioA.
"nsoaHss I lsvs yea ths uasssts-
nate youth answered.
Il lsvs yoa. tas.- - sesibsssA h
reply.
what ssrt q sans ass yss toe
playing thsrss- demanded RoAsFt Wal
lace gaily.
dered. It's . new kind of game Of
hearts It's played With nenu cards.
Shut up!"
He turAed again to his delighted, Il
ancient partner in the novel pastina.
1T cant - trss." he scribbloA.
1T u trss." she wrote.
viii you marry me!" he scravleA.
With coy look at him which made
him feel . little faint, but without an
instant's hesitation. Yes" she an
swered.
1t was treDendously to the relief Of
the young host that Bob Wallace. at
about this moment, rose and said that
he must leave.
1t seemed to Broadway that the
others mattered less. For Wallace hts
affec ION was 10 genuine that 1t includ
ed an intense desire to hold the mans
respect. Signing with relief he called
the major domo to his side as soon as
Bob had gone and whispered to him
that on ha loA
the intense alacrity which the youthful
spendthrifts orders were everywhere
observed along Broadway. this was At
tended to, and he rose to his feet
with all the dignity he could command.
Friends" he said. Il want to tell
you something. want to tell you OF
my luck"
is it hard luck story, Broadway! ?"
someone asked.
"Er-yes." said he. Il mean"
jackson" said a soft voice (per.
haps little cracked) close at his side
with something of reproach in 1t.
For the lady" he hastily corrected.
Hard luck for the lady. I'm-I'm 60
ing to be married"
The men shouted and there were
more than one among the ladies' who
were seriously agitated, their number
being co-equivalent to the number who
themselves at one time or another had
had hopes of winning Broadway and
his millions for their very own.
Everywhere about him rose the
shout: who IL she, Broadway? Name!
Name!"
He swayed there on his feet. . some
what sickiy smile upon his face, his
hand elaborately spilling champagne
on his shirt front, . fact Of which he
was In ignorapce and which NO one
noted for . time. It vas Mrs. Gerard
WAo called attsntioa to It by elabo-
sately dabStnG at hin with her haad-
hsecAief.
There were proprietary details even
Il movement Of her hands and some
shrswd wits suspected for IN instant.
svsa though they put the Wild idea
fro0 them ~ absurd before 1t gained
drn foothold in their minds.
who IL she, Broadway? Name!
Name! Name!" the shouts insisted.
"ousss!" said Broadway strangely.
He felt less worry than he would
have felt before he had imbibed the
last few glasses Of champagne. He
had been drinking very busily since
the dreadful thought had been put into
execution. He had been certain he
would need some artificial courage.
It gathered in his soul and helped
him fashion An Extraordinary smile
vAcuous and tr0mulous, but none the
less . smile.
"viola?" ha1arded q reckless youth
across the table. and Viola (who was
present in the makeup which she had
worn from the stage Of . near theater.
who're she had. that evening, acted
powerfully the part Of . wronged aud
inaocsnt maidenhood) hoped wildly for
N instant. Perhaps Broadway, in his
cups, had decided on this most unusual
way Of asking her the fateful ques-
tioa! She had had high hopes of him.
PsfAaps-"
NO" he answered thickly. Guess
again. Three Guesses. It's going to
take some brains, I tell you that! In
tellect's the only thing'll do It. Who
ever suesses right gets . cigar"
There was only one among the
ladies present who wes net favored
BY some speculative mind, and that
one was the right one.
0uesser after guesser named some
Of the young and vivid creatures Of
thaA almost wholly young and vivid
feminine company. none guessed the
oaly faded flower In the gay group
Broadway, never dreaming Of the az
oay which filled the faded flowers
much powdered bosom because Of the
omission Of her name. feeling few emo
tions, really, other than the keen sem
satioa Of relief from his financial wor-
riss, stood smiling somewhat vacantly,
bat, on the whole. without much pain.
upon the puzzled party.