The Leavenworth echo. [volume] (Leavenworth, Wash.) 1904-current, 1919-11-21
IN DAYS TO COME
BY DORA NOLAN.


az, 1890 II did occur to her that II
was not strictly necessary to date
note to ones own father informing
him of ones intended elopement when
one purposes to depart from the an
cestral roof-tree that very day, and
the enlightening communication was
bound to be found soon after hut II
was down, and time was precious.
Her plane was waiting. The head
mechanlcian of the Flarily hangar had
finished overhaullng II not an hour
ago, assuring Mary that, with her driN-
ing. he would back u to outily any
machine her father owned.
Mary had answered. Keep mum on
that score to dad, Oscar az the same
time slipping him tritiing tip of
fifty.
For Mary was under no decisions
as to what her fathers attitude might
be toward this step she was about To
take. His wealth was great, his social
position unqueStiOned. He had always
been kind to her and she loved him.
Longfellow more-much more. So Wen
she was entirely willing to give up all
the luxury to which she had been born
to live in poverty and social ostracism
with the man of her choice.
with sigh at the unpreventable
perversities of life, Mary walked out
of the Flarity mansion stepped into
her plane and flew straight for the
college town where AdriOn, unfor'
tunate inheritor of his fathers tenn
permanent, and nothing else, drew his
meager salary.
Adrion was waiting at the appointed
spot. It was his unlikeness to the
young men of her own set that had
attracted Mary in the first place. They
were zig and strong; Adrion was I'M
ders' ed. They talked to her only OF
spc /, social matters and money how
m III they earned in how few hours
p day. AdriOn could talk well on a
Hundred subjects: books and flowers.
music and the great outdoors.
But this man chosen from outside
her own world by Mary to be her hus-
band possessed a fine sense of humor.
He felt it his duty to inquire for the
last time whether she fully realized
what she w& giving up for his sake.
"My dear" he questioned, have you
thought that we won't be able to keep
this?" placing his hand on the delicate
wings of the artificial bird which bore
them so swiftly aloft. MY salary
couldn't stand the hangar fee, to say
nothing of the upkeep. | did hope we
might have one of the four-hour serv-
ants, but alas" Adrion paused to sigh,
81 read only this morning that they
are striking for more pay and fewer
working hours"
Just at that moment Mary turned
into q much travelled air-lane and
carefully guided her plane in and out
among the traffic. Don't worry, Adj
rion; my grandmother did her own
homework when she was first mar
ried and what one woman has done,
another can. The only thing that
bothers me now is that something may
happen to delay us and give father
way. She's doing two hundred miles
an hour now and I'll keep her there
till we get out of the crowd; after
that the sky IS the limit"
Mr.. Flarity arrived home that even
ing during an interval between the
departure of the fourth relay of serN-
ants and the arrival of the fifth. II was
when the latter had been on duty an
hour that one of the maids brought
Mary's note to him. She had discovered
it while preparing Mary's room for
the night
What he read sent Mr.. Flarity flying
literally. He took his fastest plane
and even had the forethought to carry
along two bags of gold with which to
brihe the air-tratiic cops or pay fines,
as the need might he. Mary's plane
was distinctive, it bore her private EN-
blem. Its course was not hard to trace,
but the gold bag was nearly depleted
when Mr.. Flarity aighted in front of
a roadside inn somewhere in tho north
ern Alaska. NO the clerk informed
him, there is nobody by the name Of
Flarity registered here Yes; there Is
n Mr.. LongfellOw-an a Mrs"
Mary was not one bit surprised
when her father was announced, and
remarked to the husband of her choice
that they had best have him up and
get It over with. 81 know Just what he
viii say, Adrion dear, and | know he
won't rest till he does say it. Let's be
kind to him and give him his chance
now"
Mr.. Flarity's face was purple with
anger added TO high living, How dare
you-you-s shrimp" he beloved, as
soon as he faced the guilty pair. you
little whippersnapper son of common
ordinary college president, and moth
ing but an humble professor your
self, to entice my daughter-the
daughter of q master plumber
before him? You who toll five hours
a day for your bread and butter, and
she could have married a carpenter
with the social standing and unlimited
means of his kind It's my money you
are after you swine But you get none
of II either OF YOU AFTER bringing this
disgrace upon my family name -
Adrion was mute; he had no cause