Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1917-01-26
CHAPTER / (continmed).

ne WdS: why All TINS mystery about
him? Where's his family or his
father?'
"Why should he say 90 she inquired,
her glance again on the roses.
Because most of these people are
reformed ~drunkards with a past that
won't stand scrutiny. That's why"
b senator had lost his temper.
He may be a murderer for all you
know" he declared.
No. she contradicted, her voice still
calm and even; II cont think SO. He
is merely Il man who has reformed be-
cause he learned by bitter experience
the evils of drinking
What do you know about him?" her
father inquired, leaning still farther
forward. What nakes you say that"
ut is merely an idea
He got up from the table and went to
the window, standing a few moments
silent before he wheeled toward her
and delivered his ultimatum:
We'll, l don't approve of him, and
that's all there is TO it. l dom want
him to come to this house any more.
That was why l 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 thar ever, his daughter looked
like a strong: graceful flower.
'Father,' she said, her voice a whole
octave lower, II can't"
What" he stamped his foot. II tell
you there's something wrong with him
something wrong sure. l tell you he's
unfit for you to associate with. The
first thing you know, there'll be some
thing in the papers about his coming
here so much. 4 can't stand it! l
can't stand having my daughter mixed
1n IN NOnofhinC f1nt ~yot,11 h,,.{ f1,~
family reputation. it will get into the
papers sure"
That" she said, in the same low
tone, would make not the slightest diff
terence 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. "l'lsforbid him the house,"
Oh she breathed, you w%ouldn't,"
wouldn't i? The next time he comes
him out. Till
Ihe threat was interrupted by some
body. who burst through the hangings
at the door into the hall. The in
trudef, in riding costume, was blonde
and chubby and bubbling with laugh
ter. The laughter still dubbed, even
when she saw that her p%rccipitate en-
trance had cut Off the anger ON the
senator's tongue tip.
An! . she cried, her face a conspir-
acy. OF dinlrles, "a serious discussion
at breakfast! What a mistake! My
early IN the morning
Mrs. Grlswold Kane had to her credit
charm, and Il great heart.
Still aglow from her gallop in the park,
she brought with her the suggestion
of the russets and browns and reds OF
the changing foliage there. She turned
Ito Edith.
THAT is" she added, not unless YOU
ride; Giv me some breakfast, dol"
n senator started out of the room.
with the explanations:
= was lamcnting 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
the coffee and rolls. she began TO say
to Edith the things she had made up
her mind to say.
There is She remarked, munching
o roll, only one way for "a mar TO make
9 woman love him forever. That is, to
die within is months after he has mar
ried her."
A1AAt VOClGAJ llCr d cup OI COIee. t
You know, Edith,'' she said, next,
you are the most wonderful catch in
this fair city of ours. You are rich
n you are beautiful-forgive me, my
dear. II l engage in this %saccharine con
yersation at this ungodly hour of the
Iday-and, what's more to the point,
you have brains. Behold the modern
mir;acle-a really lovely woman with
real brains"
Really. Nellie" Edith expostulated
] tndifferently.
And that is such n rare combina-
tion--so delightful" Mrs. Kane bub-
bled on. Think of me! l am not beau
tlfui, and ! have to OverMork my brains
70 appear charming, 10 make IN arms
LOOK Dbl to gown myself stun
nlngiy, TO dfsarranGe my blond hair at
tractively-oh, everything. But you
you can have your Thursdays for girls.
dear work of telling the poor things
now TO make a living and not lose Il
virtue. and do all your other queer
charities. and yet--and yet, be the belle
Honestly, Nellie. what does it all
mean" the younger, more serious
woman asked.
Mrs. Kane put down her piece of roll
and matters to a climax.
MY dear Edith" she asked, simu-
lattng real concern. why don't you tell
me whether you intend to marry the
imam ="
What man ."
Yesterday afternoon I played golf
with Eddie FOster-stupid thing to do;
my knees always crack when I stOop,
land that's not rOmance-and later we
encountered his mother. Wonderful
E~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. III absurd