The Lynden tribune. [volume] (Lynden, Wash.) 1908-current, 1915-04-29

power to make you feel at home.
Won't you. Mrs. Chichester"
"Everything!' said Mrs. Chichester,
as If she were walking over her own
grave.
Peg looked at her aunt ruefully Qher
expression was most forbidding); at
Ethels expressive back; lastly at
Alaric fitting a cigarette into a gold
mounted holder. Her whole nature
cried out against them. She made one
last appeal to Mr.. Hawkes.:
do send me back to me fatherr'
Nonsense. my dear Miss O'Connell.
You would not disappoint your father
in that way, would you? Wait for
month. I'll call on the LIST. and l ex-
pect to hear only the most charming
things about you. Now, goodby." And
he took her hand.
She looked up wistfully at him.
"Goodby. sir. An thank ye very
much for bein' so kind to me-"
Hawkes. bowed to Mrs. Chichester
and Ethel and went to the door.
Have a cab?" asked Alaric.
mo; thank you," replied the law
yer. 81 have no luggage. Like the
walk. Good day." And Pegs only
friend in England passed out and left
her to face this terrible English fami-
ly alone.
"Your name is Margaret" said Mrs
Chichester as the door closed on Mr..
Hawkes..
mo, ma am" Peg began, but imme-
diately corrected herself; mo. aunt
beg your pardon-no, aunt-my name
is Pegp' cried she earnestly.
THAT is only a corruption. We will
call you Margaret" insisted Mrs. Chi
and for all.
But Peg was not to be turned so
lightly aside. She stuck to her point.
II wouldn't know myself as Mar
garet-indade wouldn't. l might for
get to answer to the name of Mar
garet." She stopped her pleading tone
and said determinedly. MY name Is
Peg" Then little softer and more
plaintively she added: ME father al
ways calls me Peg. 1t would put me
in mind of me father If you'd let me
be called Peg aunt" She ended her
plea with a little yearning cry.
kindly leave your father out Of the
conversation" snapped the old lady Sc
verely.
Then it's all will lave him out
off, cried Peg. springing up and con-
fronting the stately lady Of the house.
Mrs. Chichester regarded her In as
constituent and anger.
mo temper. if you please" and she
motioned Peg to resume her seat.
Poor Peg sat down. breathing hard.
her fingers locking and unlocking. her
stanch little heart aching for the one
human being she was told not to re-
fer to.
This house was not going to hold her
a prisoner If her fathers name was to
be sighted or ignored. On that point
she was determined. Back to America
she would 20 If her fathers name was
ever insulted before her.
Mrs. Chichester's voice broke the ST.
lence:
"You must take my daughter as
your model in all things"
Peg looked at Ethel and all her an
ger vanished temporarily. The idea OF
taking that young lady as model ap-
pealed to her as being irresistibly
amusing. She smiled broadly at Ethel
Mrs. Chichester went on:
Everything my daughter does you
must try to initiate. You could not
have better example. Mold yourself
from her"
"Imitate her. is it?" asked Peg limo
Gently. with twinkle In her eye and
the suggestion of impishness in her
manner.
$50 far as lies in your power" re-
piled Mrs. Chichester.
A picture of Ethel struggling in
Brents arms suddenly flashed across
Peg. and before she could restrain her
self she had said in exact imitation OF
her cousin:
please don't, 1t is so hot this morn
in.
Then Peg laughed loudly to EtheFs
horror and Mrs. Chichester's disgust.
How dare your cried her aunt.
Peg looked at her a moment: all the
mirth died away.
Mustn't laugh in this houseT she
asked
"You have a great deal to learn
Your education will begin tomorrow
Sure. that will be foine," and she
chuckled.