Pullman herald. [volume] (Pullman, W.T. [Wash.]) 1888-1989, 1919-12-26

REFLECTED GLORY
BY MILDRED WHITE.


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Abble Ann, and the perpexed frown
faded from his face.
"Where is everybody?" he asked in
a friendly tone.
Abbie Ann sighed relIevedly. Here
at last was some one to whom she
might speak without shiver of awe.
Abbie Ann was vastly proud of her
gifted family. their achievement was
her joy, bur she was weary of the ever
anticipated question:
''Dorier?" the one presented would
murmur. Can 1t he possible that you
are related to Eoise Dorer the art
ist?" Or perhaps it would be-"Jo-
sephine Dorier the musican?'
When Abbie replied that she was
sister the fact never failed to draw
an astonished glance in her direction.
Abbie Ann wondered wistfuly what
a real home might be-with COM
fortably contented family gathered
all at one time about the table. Her
sisters were so seldom together. Abbie
Ann had not even the consolation OF
to that. So she spent much Of her
time in the old garden dreaming OF
things which she might do under other
cricumstances-of the good she might
accomplish for others, If opportunity
were hers; there seemed to be little
here that she could do for even her.
self.
Her face frightened as the i'm
posing man entered the big, deserted
room; she had been tOngue-tied before
the irreproachable evening dress Of
the socially prominent. This man,
smilingly i'll at ease, seemed some way
or other to be in her own predca-
ment
"You are a guest, are you not?" he
asked abruptly.
Abbie Ann blushed at his apprals-
ing glance toward her simple white
frock. and nodded.
"You don't care to dance?" He re-
garded her curiously.
Abbie Ann shook her head.
$50 few people want me for a part
not force them to ask me-"
The man grinned; it was a good-na-
tured grin. He drew forth a chair and
seated himself at her side.
my name is Perkins," he an
nounced.
Abbe Ann bowed. Instinctively she
liked this big, plain man with the hui
morous eyes.
mine is Dorier," she responded, ana
expectantly awaited his question.
Not" he began
yes" she said, 81 am related to
Eloise and Josephine. I'm their sister,
and / neither paint nor play"
1t was the mans turn to interrupt.
"AlI right" he said, glad 70 hear
It, Then l shan't be called upon to
listen while you perform, or compli-
ment painting which I don't in the
least understand"
For moment of understanding SYM
pathy the two looked into each others
eyes and laughed.
you mustn't think that I don't APP
preciate my sisters" Abbie Ann has.
tened to add. Its just because I'm
such nonentity myself that I de-
spise comparison. The only reason
that people bear with me at all is
because I'm in the family
Reflected glory" laughed the man,
land have you no special desire in
your own directiOn?"
I'D love" she said, "to have lots
and lots of money to spend"
"Well," he .thoughtfully reflected,
"the wise expenditure of money is an
art in itself. Now, suppose" he leaned
toward her amusedly, you were pos
sessed of lots of money; how you'd
you dispose of it?"
Abbie Ann spoke eagerly, shyness
and constraint forgotten.
I'D build home for poor GONZALES.
cents" she said, "those you know who
must leave hospitals and have no
money for further care. And I'd have
a big country summer place for ailing
children of the poor. and-O there
are so many splendid things that one
might do with money.
Mr.. Perkins," laughingly called the
hostess. why did you not announce
your presence? AS a guest of honor
your behavior Is inexcusable."
The big man arose.
Apologies l' he said. 81 came here
direct from the station, my train be-
ing delayed did not wish to break In
on your frivolities."
Confusedy. Abbie Ann retired to
her corner. The proud hostess drew
forth the noted Josephine and EloiSe
for presentation. Eloise sought her
out later.
How in the wOrld?' she asked, did
you become acquainted with Tyron
Perkins, the multi-mllllonaire?
Abbie AIMS eyes widened.
you don't mean" she asked incred-
ulously, that this Mr.. Perkins is the
millionaire You and Josephine have
been so excited over meeting?"
Tyron Perkins himself was beckon-
ing her from the doorway.
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