The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1915-05-15
The Euenir,g Story
Mrs. Wadham's Cure.
(By Willis Strong.)

and turned them toward the cooling
green of the golf links.
Her glance sharpened as she recog-
nized her husbands portly form. His
face famed with the heat and his
white clothes looked limp. Over
one shoulder a bag or clubs sagged
heavily.
81 wonder who that man is-he
looks like the one who arrived this
morning; wonder if Edith Her
thoughts became chaotic as her hus-
band came up the steps and sank into
chair beside her.
clustering hot, Meg" he puffed,
hopping his brow.
'Who is that man, Jim?" she asked.
What MANI" he stared.
THE one you crossed the links with
the tall man with fair hair"
"Oh-that's Denway."
zone of the Denways?" she de-
manded, wide eyed
He nodded carelessly.
zone of the Denway twins I be-
lieve."
(Which one?"
Search me! 1 didn't ask him.
Seems to me L heard some one call
him Cecil
grew pink with excitement. Her black
eyes flashed.
Her husband recognized the signs
and smiled inwardly.
They've got all kind of money"
he egged her on.
IT know it-Jim. I've been think
ing of Edith-you know she is too
good for the best man on earth!'
"Right-for that reason she'll prob
ably marry some good-for-nothing
scamp who will expect me to support
them both. I'm SO sure of it that I'm
setting aside a certain sum of money
for the purpose"
"Jim-you are too absurd. Fancy
a Denway expecting you to support
him.
"a Denway-hey? Say, Meg, how
long has Edith been acquainted with
Reggie Denway?"
Il thought you said it was Cecil "
she countered.
"Well-CeciI - Reginald - any old
name that suits you. How long has
she known any of the Denways ?"
Not at all-she has never met
Them
ing him? / think women are the most
eccentric critters this footstooli"
James Wadham beckoned to a hotel
servant, and was presently served
with two TALL cool glasses of orange
juice. One of these he pushed across
the table toward his wife.
He buried his aggressive nose in the
other.
ham imperturbably, you will arrange
for Edith to meet Mr.. Denway-it's a !
chance in lifetime. Cecil Denway is
one of the richest men in the world
The other Denway twin, Reggie, is
married; he married one of the Evans
girls-Beulah Evans married Count
Ignace Spattico."
names with great complacency. She
know her social blue book from cover
to cover. Although not of the social
set whose doings she watched from
afar and envied, her husbands mil
lions often brought his wife and
daughter in touch with the charmed
circle.
Mrs. Wadham's one object in life
was to marry her daughter to some |
one within the magic circle. Edith's
indifference to the project and her
husbands open amusement at her re-
peated failures nettIed her into great |
er action.
Edith shall marry this Denway,"
she said between her clenched teeth, |
and she fell into brown study plan
ming, scheming, plotting to bring about
the desired end.
With Edith married to Cecil Den |
way she would be a relative by mar
riage to the Countess Spattico, |
triumph indeed over the old acquaint-
anoes who looked asKance upon Meg
Wadham's social ambitions.
Her husbands voice broke in on
her thoughts.
II recognized Dick .Ainslee at once
and asked him what he was doing |
down hero. Said he was private sec
rotary to Denham.''
Mrs Wadham shrugged impatient
ly. cit does seem as though Dick
Ainslee was always appearing in the |
most unexpected places. 1t will be |
very disagreeable for him, when Edith |
marries Mr.. Denway, to occupy a |
mental position in her household"
James Wadnam grinned broadly. |
He did not tell his wife that when he |
had recognized Dick Ainslee on the
beach a few hours ago Edith had been
with him. The memory of Edith's
face she looked at Dick sealed her
fathers lips. But he could not help
saying with a little sigh:
Money isn't everything, my dear.
We used to be mighty happy before 1
struck oil.'
We're happy now" insisted Mrs.
Wadham, sternly. Not for worlds
that she ever yearned for those old
days IN the middle Western town
when their modest cottage was the
social center and the Ladies Aid So
sipation. Those days you never had
time for golf
fessed airily. Il didn't have to play
to work off my superfuous flesh. I
wasn't fat worked too hard
Mrs. wadham was silent. She was
gazing in rapt delight at the ap-
preaching form of Mr.. Denway
There were those at the Harbor ho-
tel who watched Mrs Wadham's game
were others-Editn, and Denway him
self-who suffered from her constant
scheme to thrust Ed
it'll upon his notice.
Edith herself was in a state of re-
volt, but after a whispered converse
ton with her father the old smile
came back to her face and her eyes
shone.
If it was just a game-why, it was
time that dear, foolish mother was
checkmated.
So Edith danced and rode and |