The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1919-10-09
| REFLECTED GLORY
BY MILDRED WHITE.
. OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES


The man in the business suit came
into the brilliantly lighted room, and
stood staring nervOusly about. Far
back in a screened corner he espied
Abbie Ann. and the perplexed frown
faded from his face.
"Where is everybody" he asked in
a friendly tone.
Abbie Ann sighed rellevedly. Here
at last was some one to whom she
might speak without a SILVER of awe
Abbie Ann was vastly proud of her
gifted family, their achievement was
her joy, but she was weary of the ever
anticipated question:
'Dorier?" the one presented would
murmur. "Can 1t be possible that you
are related to Eloise Dorier the art
ist?" Or perhaps it would be-"Jo-
sephine Dorier the musician?"
When Abbie replied that she was
sister the fact never failed to draw
an astOnished glance in her direction.
Abbie Ann wondered wistfully what
a real home might be-with a COM
Ibl ldBlH CbHltHltu ldDlllN SulltCItu
all at one time about the table Her
sisters were so seldom together. Abble
Ann had not even the consolation of
home making; a housekeeper attended
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 prediea-
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
ner," she confessed, that I'd rather
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
ncunced.
Abbie 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.
"All right" he said, glad 70 hear
IT, Then l shan't be called upon TO
listen while you perform, or compli-
ment a painting which l don't in the
least understand"
For moment of understanding SYM
patty the two looked into each others
eyes and laughed.
you mustn't think that don't ap-
preciate my sisters" Abbie Ann has
tened to add, ITS just because I'm
such a nonentity myself that | 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, ITO 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, chose 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 ~ he said. 81 came here
direct from the station, my train be-
ing delayed. did not wish to break in
OF your frivolities."
Confusedly, 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, Ibid
you become acquainted with Tyron
Perkins. the ulti-millionaire"
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.
when they dance again." he said,