News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1915-11-03

You know, Johnson, it's easier to
read French than to speak it."
$50 I understand, SIR" returned the
butler.
"Beauclair, Beauville-oh, here she
is, Beaurien. No, she is not. A fake,
Johnson, just as l supposed. The
Countess de Beaurien is seventy years
old, and at her death the title be-
comes extinct Was the lady this aft
ernoon as old as seventy, Johnson?'
"Oh, no, sir. Not at all, SIR
Are. you sure she asked for me and
not Mr. Rodney?'
"Quite sure, sir. Miss Grayson was
here, sir, and can tell you. We had a
time of it."
"Some lady going into business to do
America or the Americans" was Mr..
Martins inward comment. Anybody
else?" he added aloud.
eyes, SIR said Johnson; Mrs Chey-
semore. She left the blank for the Y.
M. ca A. subscription"
81 hope you remember that I'm al
ways out for her, Johnson
Mr.. Martin thought it really little
shameful how many times this pious
lady came to see him.
"And who else? Give me that tray"
Mr.. Martin took the salver and peered
beneath the rims of his glasses at the
bits of pasteboard. Ambrose Peale,"
he read, press representative Belle of
of Broadway company"
''Now who was that, Johnson?"
HE was calling on Mr.. Rodney, SIR
said johnson. He's been here several
times, but never left his card before
A press agent from a Broadway
show after Rodney? The young mans
father groaned inwardly. "Oh, Lord, " he
thought, what neXt?" Visions of breach
of promise, of backbird dinners, or
even Opponents, flashed through his
mind. This settled it. Rodney simply
must be anchored somehow.
lis Mr.. Rodney in, Johnson?" was
the next inquiry.
mo, sir. Not now, SIR"
do you know where he is now?'
Prom / to 2 he was at downtown
restaurant at lunch, sir. From $50 to 8
he was at the horse auction company
looking at new hunter, sir. From A
to he's at the Municipal club, SIR
Good heavens, Johnson, how do you
know all that?" exclaimed Mr.. Martin.
Because he left the telephone num-
bers, sir, and was to let him know If
Miss Grayson came in, SIR
'And has she been here. Miss Gray
SOM"
Yes, sir; she's been here since A
o'clock, sir, doing some tipping. She's
still waiting for you"
''Why the devil didn't you say so,
then?"
Il was coming to it presently, sir"
'Tell her to come in, then, to the
library. And. Johnson, don't you bother
to ring up and tell Mr.. Rodney any
thing, do you understands
Eyes, sir. Nothing, SIR"
1t was really faithless Of Johnson,
the soap king thought, to betray Rod
ney's well laid plans, but Rodney's ia
Their had plans of his own in frustrat-
ing them. Let that silly ass Johnson
think what he had a mind to. He
didn't want Mary Grayson for himself,
and he didn't care if she was poor.
She came of good stock-he had known
her mother-and there could be many
a worse fate for Rodney than being
caught in her net. He was not sure.
In point of fact, if the girl wasn't
spreading her nets quietly. The old
man was n shrewd Judge of character,
and there was an idea taking shape |
in the back. of his mind that Mary |
Grayson might help him earn that $780, !
300.
Mary Grayson! Well, what made |
young men work? Love, sometimes, |
md poverty and necessity. The first !
night stir Rodney up, if not the sec
md and third. But why not all three? |
"She stoops TO conquer" he mutter-
I'd to himself. To tell the truth he |
lad heard this phrase all his life with
tut really taking in the meaning of it.
Now he had seen the old farce comedy
)rettily played not long ago. and the
idNhHtgCu lllle VI IL lldu Depn ringing
n his ears with rather new mean
ng. Rodney might be made to stoop
o be conquered-to conquer himself
md his laziness of a rich mans son.
On Mary Grayson's part it was not
eally STOPPING if you considered Rod
ley's mentality and character. He adj
nitted It sourly. If Rodney could find
N Incentive in Mary Grayson. the
what did old man Mar
in care? He knew her for a good
.irl, as she was pretty one, and mic
IT in speech and manners than some
f the widows who made heavy eyes
t him from the windows of their
Lots of old fellows. he
bought. might feel like making ND to
larry themselves. And why not?
Veil, one reason for Cyrus Martin was
hat he had known her mother. Be
ides-
did you want me. Mr.. Martini