The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1917-01-25
CHAPTER / Continued.

And that's why you dislike him"
why doesn't he say who he is-who
he was? Why all this mystery about
him? Where's his family or his
father"
why should he say?" she inquired,
her glance again on the roses.
Because most Of these people are
reformed ~drunkards with n past that
won't stand scrutiny. That why"
The senator had lost his temper.
He may be q murderer fo- all you
know" he declared.
NO" she contradicted, her voice still
calm and even; Il don't think so. He
Is merely a man who has reformed be-
cause he learned by bitter experience
the evils of drinking"
VIVA do you know about him?" her
father inquired, leaning still farther
forward. What makes you say that ?'
1T Is merely an idea"
He got up from h table and went to
the window. standing a few moments
silent before he wheeled toward her
and delivered his ultirlatum:
Well, l don't approve of him. and
that's all there is to it. / don't want
him to come to this house any more.
That was why | told you the other
day I'd be glad to see you marry Dick
Mannersley. Mannerly's a good fellow,
one OF the best in congress. Marry him
marry anybody you choose, but cut
out this Smith person. That's my last
word on it,"
More than ever, his daughter looked
like a strong, graceful flower.
Father" she said, her voice a whole
octave lower, Il can't"
What" he stamped his foot. Il tell
you there's something wrong with him
something wrong sure. ! tell you he's
unit for you to associate with. The
first thing you know, there'll be some
thing in the papers about his coming
here so much. ! can't stand it! l
can't stand having my daughter mixed
up in something that would hurt the
family reputation. 1t will get into the
papers sure"
That" she said, in the same low
tone, would make not the slightest diff
ference In the world to me-"
The atmosphere was becoming VOL
canic.
Then" said the senator, his head
thrust forward on his long neck, his
tall body bent forward almost like a
half loog, "Ill forbid him the house,"
oh" h breathed, you wouldn't"
wouldn't ]? The next time he comes
here Tiff it's necessary-Iu throw
him out, Pill"
The threat was interrupted by some
body who burst through the hangings
at the door into the hall. The in
truder, in riding costume, was blonde
and chubby and bubbling with laugh
ter. The laughter still dubbed, even
when she saw that her p~recipitate en-
trance had cut off the anger on the
senator's tongue tip.
All" size cried, her face a corspir-
acy OF dimples, "a serious discussion
at breakfast! What a mistake, NV
GEAR senator. no n Can he human so
early in the morning.
Mrs. GriSwold Kane had TO her credit
widowhood, charm, and { great heart.
Still aglow from her gallcp in the park,
she brought with her the suggestion
of the russets and browns anu reds of
the changing foliage there. She turned
to Edith.
That is" she added. not unless you
ride. Give me some breakfast, dot"
The senator started out of the room,
with the explanation:
Il was lamenting the unreasonable
demands OF my constituents, Mrs.
Kane
oh" she corrected him, "constitu-
ents are things TO be left at home.
Never bring them TO Washington with
you. Politics wouldn't be any fun If
you did"
She was all animation, excitement,
glow. After the butler had brought her
TIC CtlLtt anu iOllSp Siic DeSdl 10 Say
to Edith the things she had made up
her mind TO say.
There Is" she remarked, munchiNg
a roll, only ole way for a man to make
q woman love him forever. That Is, to
die within Is months after he has mar
ried her."
Edith poured her a cup Of coffee.
You know, Edith" she said. next,
"you are the most wonderful catch in
fniG fair civ nf DITG Nnn AFRO N!rlN
and you are bcautiful-fOrgive ne, my
dear, if I engage in this saccaar!ne CON
vcrsatioa at this UngOdly hour OF the
day-and, what's moro TO the point,
you haS'e brains. Behold the mo!ern
miracle~-a really lovely woman wiih
real brains"
Really, Nellie" Faith exrostula,ed
indi.ferently.
And that Is such q rare conbina-
tion-so dclightfu!'' Mrs. Kane bub-
bled on. Think Of mel! ] am rot beau
tiful, II | have 10 overwork ny brains
to appear charming. to make my arms
look ~chubbiec. to gown myself stun
ningly, TO disarrange my blond hair at
tIactively-oh, everything. But yoa-
you can have your Thursdays for girls
dear work of telling tho poor things
how TO make q living and not lose a
virtue, and do all your other queer
charities, and yet-and yet, be the belle
OF every BALL"
Honestly Nellie. what does II all
nean?' the younger, more serious
woman asked.
Mrs. Kane put down her piece Of roll
and brought matters to Il climax.
My dear Edith" she asked. simu-
lating real concern, why don't You tell
me whether you intend to marry the
mal?"
What man."
Yesterday afternoon | played golf
with Eddie Foster--stupid thing 10 do:
my knees always crack when stoop,
and that's not romance-and later we
encountered his mother. Wonderful
creature, that old woman! SHE impart-
ed to me the interesting Information
that you are going TO marry Dick Man
hershey"
Which, of course" commented
Edith, lis absurd
Naturally. l knew 1t was false. Ev-
erything about her is false except her
eardrums. And that's why l ask you
to tell ME whether you intend to marry
Mr.. Smith. Mr.. John SMITH"
Miss Malloa looked MIS-. Kane full
In the eyes.
How can l, Nellie9 He hasn't asked
me-"
This was not sufficient answer for