The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1919-04-18

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ed before her the check bearing the
heavenly legend commanding the Fifth
Avenue bank to 'pay to Daphne Kip
or order one thousand and no hun
dredths dollars" on penalty of incur
ing the displeasure Of "Bayard Kip"
Mrs. Chivvis handled the parchment
with reverence, and permitted her
husband to touch it. 1t might have
been one of the golden leaves of the
sacred Book of Mormon, and she a
sealed wife of Brigham himself.
"What are you planning to do with
all this?' she said at length.
II don't know" said Daphne. "What
would you suggest?"
| "You were planning to go into bust
ness. Why not use this as capital?"
''Finel What business ought to
start banking? or battleship build
ing, or what?"
'There's embroidery" said Mrs.
Chivvis.
Daphne had to guffaw at that. Mrs.
Chivvis did not laugh. II mean it,"
she urged; s'think it over"
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The novelty Of being rich lost its
SAVIOR with Leila, and the monotony
of being neglected began to prey upon
her damask soul. She and Daphne
forgot their mutual grievances for
their common grievance.
"That's the trouble with these hus-
bands" Leila grumbled. "When they're
in bad luck you can't lose 'em, and
when they're in good you can't find
'em."
"It's the same with fances," said
Daphne.
Daphne had the worst Of it, for
Leila began to wander again, leaving
Daphne to the society of Mrs. Chivvis,
who kept urging her to invest her
dwindling sthousand before it was
gone. But in the environs of noisy
riches the schemes of Mrs. Chivvis de-
manded such prolonged labor for such
minute profit that Daphne remained
cold.
She began to resent Clay's neglect
morosely. The few attentions he paid
her only insulted her; his mind was so
far away and his heart was all for his
business. He was dazzled by the fierce
white light of success, and he spoke
to Daphne in kind of drowsy hypno-
sis. And he spoke necessarily of the
! details of his business, or his gam
blings. He could not see how deaf
she was to the very vulgar fractions
of his speculations, or the mad arith-
Metic of his commissions. She yawned
in his face when he grew eloquent
on the dynamies Of wealth, the higher
PHILOSOPHERS OF finance. And he
never knew. He kissed her good-by
as If he were kissing government
bond, safe and quiet and all his own.
After one of CIay's visits Mrs. Chiy-
Wis found Daphne in brown study.
Mrs. Chivvis explained her own af-
fairs; and Daphne was so exhausted
with the sultry problems of love that
Mrs. Chivvis' business gossip was COM
pletely refreshing.
'Tve been down to the Woman's ex-
change" she said, "trying to sell some
of my needlework. They were very
nice about it, but it means terrible
amount of labor for a pittance of
money. You have to pay them so
much a year for the privilege Of put
ting your things on sale there. Then
they don't guarantee to return it in
good condition, and they don't guaran-
tee to sell it; or if they do they charge
you 20 per cent for their end of it.
II couldn't see any profit in that, so
I went to one OF the jobbers. He said
my style of work brought good prices
in the big stores. But they won't pay
him much and he'll pay me less.
II was thinking There's money
in these things and in all sorts of
needle things If you have little capt.
tal."
'aThat's different" said Daphne.
"And I've got some capital now. Do
you remember suggesting to me once
that we might go into business to-
gether-you to furnish the brains and
I the money!"
| "Oh, / didn't put it that wayp
Anyway, it's true. Well, would
your
Lands sakei If you're mind to
| furnish the money and the ideas and
let me count the pennies, I'd like moth
ing better"
"Greatl What could we go into?"
"What would you prefer?"
"Oh. any old business that will
keep me busy and make a lot of
money"
''My husband says that you can't
make lot of money without putting