News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1916-01-26

There Was "Grand Makeup"
last days had been blue, for Rodney
and Mary they had been all the color
| of roses.
Much history had passed over their
heads as well as the company's in the
hours leading up to their visit to Mr..
! Martins library and their foregather-
ing there with Ambrose and the count
/ ess. The order from Brown Il James
had begun it, and that was really the
soap kings fault since he had waved
his monopolistic wand and caused the
false order to spring up out of the
7 ground, and Marys $4,000 cOntribu-
ton to the soap company's capital had
developed it, which may also be said
to have been the fault of the old mag
nate.
The Brown & James order was espe
cially to blame, however. because it
had made the future look assured and
rosy and encouraging, so that together
they had taken the plunge. In the illu-
minated moments which followed the
$4,000 flash Mary's reluctance had dis
appeared, Rodney's aEdor had redou-
bled, and in the reaction of a lovers
quarrel and grand makeup" as
Mary said, they had gone off to the
Little Church Around the Corner and
been married. That was the whole
story. Really and truly it was all old
Mr., Martins fault and prearranged by
him from the beginning, as Mary told
herself again and again, defending her
self against Rodney's fathers possible
wrath when the news of his sons mar
riage to a typewriter should be broken
gently to him.
The quarrel came, as quarrels and
April showers are apt to do, out of a
clear and serene sky. In the general
jubilation over Brown 81 James Rod
ney had remarked, escorting Mary up
town at night, that now the first thing
he was going to do with his share of
the profits was to pay her back that
$4,000.
And then" he added sententiously,
"there won't be anything between us
any more"
Something in the tone of his voice,
quite unintentional on the boys part,
no doubt, had piqued Mary. !
you've always fused about that"
she said.
Something in the way she said the
word fused piqued Rodney.
"And don't you think it's been some
thing to fuss aboutT he demanded. I
when a fellows best girl, his fiancee,
takes money from rich old man, and
then the fellow lets her lose it all in his
business-well, / don't see why you
can't see that the situations pretty
raw"
"Why do you say lost? l hope you
don't think it's really lost" retorted
Mary. Don't be such gloomy Gus"
"Well, you know what l mean" per-
sisted Rodney. 1T was darned near
lost. And that shows you do care
about it anyway"
"Why shouldn't 1 care about it?"
said Mary. Indeed l think $1,000 is
good deal of money"
81 think it's whole lot of money"
said Rodney, "and you must excuse me
If I can't help wondering how a girl
In your position was able to get hold
Of it."
"a girl in my position" echoed Mary
'Thats right. Rub it in.
I'm really ashamed of you. Rodney
And you know perfectly vA
wasn't born a typewriter"
MARY" he said, trying to be perfect
y calm and persuasive, tell me now
You know we shall be happier"
Il don't know it at ALL" said Mary
MARY, please" he said, trying to
axe her hand.
NO" said Mary, 81 don't believe
7ou'd like me if you knew"
"Please," persisted Rooney.
The long, uniform rows of New York
house fronts stretched away ON either
'ide of them in the obscurity. A red
light twinkIed in one bay window, and
beneath the shade could be seen the
ows of books in a library. Near the
urb opposite an extraordinarily silent
limousine had just drawn up, with a
title swish of its rubber tires as it
anne to rest. and presently man and
woman in Joyous evening raiment
anne out of the house and got into it.
The woman wore a perfectly gor
,eous opera cloak, and combs flashed I
n her beautifully arranged hair. The
mans linen was very white and his /
ilk hat very shiny. The chauffeur had
witched on the light inside the car,
nd the occupants showed a moment